Larry's POV:
I knew Laurent was up to something when he finally agreed to our break up. What surprised me is after he agreed he seemed to return back to the old happy Laurent.
I wish I paid more attention to his attitude because if I did I would have known he was planning on leaving without letting anyone, including our managers know where he was going.
After our last workshop he was all smiles and the vibe he was exuding was warm and happy so how was I supposed to know he was lying to everyone even mami.
Laurent and I spent the last workshop getting along extremely well and when we visited mami before returning to our hotel rooms we had hung out with our crew. I should have known something was up. Laurent's attitude just doesn't turn around as quick as it did. I was just so happy being able to hang out with my twin.
The next morning I went to Laurent's room to have breakfast with him, but he never answered the door so I called him three or four times before going to the front desk receptionist and get a spare key for his room. When I asked for a key she was taken back and what she told me shocked me.
Apparently Laurent had checked out about two in the morning. I called my mami and she told me Laurent said he had to leave but would be back soon.
I called our crew and none of them heard from Laurent none of them knew that he had left Paris either.
What the f**k kinda sh*t is Laurent trying to pull?
At first I was pi$$ed, but then I felt hurt. Yea we haven't gotten along for awhile but I thought we were finally getting along and we would finally get back to the way we were minus our intimate relationship.
How could Laurent do this to me?
Question after question ran through my head as I gathered my things and checked out my hotel room also. The only reason I even stayed here and not at mami's house was because Laurent was staying here.
I made sure "she" knew not to follow me to my mami's house and after about three hours of arguing she finally hailed a taxi and left. Mami said Laurent would be back soon and I plan on waiting for him to come back. We need to have a serious conversation.
Not a one sided conversation where only half or less than half of the what needs to be said, is said.
I know I screwed up not only allowing "her" to stay with me at the hotel but also taking her to a couple of our workshops. I know Laurent can't stand her, but I just thought he would eventually get over his dislike for her and we can get along all three of us.
No we are not together, but when she's around I don't have the urge to sneak into Laurent's room and cuddle up with him. Being near Laurent has always calmed me down but after we had broken up I haven't been able to fully calm down, because Laurent would ignore me. Yes I know it's my fault and at the time I truly thought I was doing the right thing.
Being away from my brother for more than a couple weeks drains both of us to almost complete exhaustion. Neither one of us can function properly, and most of the time we become cranky and snap at anyone and everyone without realizing it till we had already done it.
Our bond has always fascinated and frustrated me at the same time. The fascination from our need to be around each other, to "recharge" each other as some of the fans had said. Frustrating me because neither one of us can truly leave the other one for to long.
Laurent had mentioned once that we had broken up many times. And in a way we had. We would get so frustrated with each other so much that we would leave without telling the other one where we were going (just like Laurent had done recently) and stayed away for a month before we made up. I had in the same interview mentioned that no one understands our bond.
Which I believe to be true because we ourselves do not fully understand our bond.
I sighed and said goodbye to my mami as I got into the taxi. She was upset I was leaving but after I told her I needed to check on our house she understood. It has been about five months since either Laurent or I had been home and even though we have security I still felt the need to check on our house. I knew Laurent wouldn't step foot in the house because he said he would never call our house his home.
Just hearing him say that broke me even more than I already am. Yes I know the way I broke things off wasn't "gentlemen" like but again I felt it was for the best at the time.
After arriving at the airport I tried to call Laurent one last time before boarding the plane. But of course he ignored my calls, but instead of letting it ring it went straight to voicemail which means he either shut off his phone or he forgot to charge it. And as well as I know Laurent I know for a fact he turned his phone off. I wanted to talk to him before getting on the plane, we have always traveled together and it feels strange to travel by myself, but I have no choice I knew Laurent wouldn't come back to Paris until I left.
Yes he is that stubborn.
He puts my stubbornness to shame at how stubborn he is.
I smiled sadly as I boarded the plane. It'll be a long restless flight and once I get to our house I have so much to do because right before we left to do our tour Laurent and I had ordered furniture for the other rooms in our house. Unfortunately because it came a day before we left we only had time to place the boxes in each room, but didn't have time to set the rooms up before we had to leave.
Laurent and I had promised to set the rooms up together, except the kitchen which I would set up myself and the two living rooms which Laurent said he would set up his self. Other than mine, Laurent's and Lilos room none of the rooms had been fully set up yet.
As I sat on the plane I ran through my mental check list of every room left to do. I will leave the two living rooms for Laurent to do. He may have said he will never return to our house or call our house a home but he will eventually return. I will make sure he does.
Yea I can be stubborn too.
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Never Again
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