THE PAIN

⚓️ Second talk ⚓️

Amy walked into same room, sat on the same, soft and red armchair. On the opposite there was a woman, different clothes, but same glued smile. Amy didn't feel okay with that. Not like she had never smiled through gritted teeth and hid her pain. It was always like that, but this time it just got worse.

And at her work.. Well.. She still deals with these people, works in a small shop where couples and friends come over to warm up, chat, laugh. But it's like a torture for Amy since Stephanie left her.

There was no one else, that could understand Amy's issues, struggles with her anxiety like her. No one could listen to her, make dumb jokes because of an awkward situation or just smile to her. A genuine smile just to make Amy smile, too. Or maybe it was, because of how strong their friendship became, while meeting at nights, on top of hill. Amy's favorite spot to think, breath, maybe meditate, too, but mostly forget about her problems at home or school.

" Can we continue ?" Eve asked softly.

Amy sighed and lifted her knees up to make herself more comfortable, but she couldn't. Maybe because of how many people like her, lost in their past, came here. And she started wondering how many people recovered, but she didn't want to know Eve's statistics. Amy was sure, Eve will lie to her to make sure, that she will recover after her lose.

But will I recover, Amy asked her self, do I want to recover, anyway ?

" There is nothing to continue."

Amy shrugged her shoulders, placing her chin on knees.

" Did you meet her on Sunday night?"

" Yes." Amy answered coldly.

" Could you tell me about it ?"

Amy shook her head, sniffing.

" Not today."

Amy left again before her time ended. She didn't even know, that every time she comes here, time can speed up. Or maybe, because of how long Eve waits for her to speak first.

But right now, Amy needed to visit Stephanie. And even, if she could barely see through her blur vision and listen to Crazy In Love by Sofia Kalberg. It was like her best song to bring all of the best memories from the past. From, when she was happy, when she was with Stephanie and nothing mattered. When they started meeting on top of the hill, while they were supposed to be somewhere else or at home. But either Amy or Stephanie bothered. They started to enjoying each other's presence. Even, if it took them a month to stop arguing over small stuff. But Amy could see, that it's much better to talk to her at nights, spend some time with person, that - in fact - understands her. And even shares same hobbies, too.