The Love Song (GXG)

Part two - Chapter 3

Clara's POV

I leaned on the frame of my window sipping my coffee, looking down at the crazy traffic and at the crowds of people pushing so eager to get to wherever they have to be.

I used to enjoy doing that, I felt that staring down at them from my penthouse gave me control and power, but now I am wondering what they are thinking, how are they feeling, any of them hurting the way I am? And does it ever get better.

I walked towards my desk and grabbed my phone, swiping away the few notifications that I have from George, he's been spamming me for a few days ever since I ran away from the studio.

Just the thought of her caused a wave of so many different emotions, from an aching heart to excitement upon seeing her after all this time. I wanted to, I wanted to make it right, fix everything and find my way back in, but how could I? Can I take every accusation she will throw my way until she is ready to hear the truth? 

I didn't deserve her, the way she sang that song, she felt each sentence and I was the reason behind that hurt. But what about mine...? She never gave me a chance, she disappeared without a trace and now she's back, just at the reach of my hand.

"Fuck," I swore under my nose, my eyes still fixated on people walking down the street.

Suddenly I felt my phone buzz and picked up when I read my mother's name.

"Clara?" she sounded concerned. "You haven't come by this weekend, is everything okay?"

I bit my lip trying my best to not break down in tears, my mother was the only one I allowed myself for such a state.

"Just stuff..." I didn't know what to say.

There was a short silence between us before she continued, "I'm in the city, let's go out for a dinner tonight," she told me and I felt my stomach tighten. This meant I had to tell her.

"Okay," I told her shortly. "I will book us one of your favourite restaurants." Ironically it was Ayleen's as well, it's like I couldn't get her out of my head, everything led back to her, she was my centre of gravity.

"Sounds great honey, I will see you tonight," she told me and ended the call.

She was so beautiful... I couldn't stop thinking about her, all I wanted was to see her again and remind her she is mine. Because she was, and it was time to fix this mess, I just do not know how.

Past years felt like a nightmare, nothing was right, and letting Ayleen go was simply never an option, she was the love of my life. Maybe all I had to do was show her that, maybe it wasn't too late, George believed so at least, and he's been by her side the entire time.

Getting ready for dinner I wore my favourite silky black shirt and pants, I left the first two buttons open revealing a necklace that fell below my collarbone with a musical note on it. 

I put my hair in a high bun and let a few strands down, before spraying my perfume at my pulse point and on my wrists. I took one last look at myself before I walked out of my bedroom, tonight I was going to tell my mother about finding Ayleen and everything else George has told me about. I knew she could either help me find the courage or dismiss the idea completely and tell me to move on. 

Once I entered the restaurant I was greeted by one of the waitresses, "Welcome back, Miss Alcaraz."

"Thank you," I gave a polite nod. "Did my mother arrive?" I asked while checking the time. 

"She's waiting at your table," she informed before directing me to my table.

My mother was sitting at our favourite spot, we always picked this one because it had the best view, overlooking the NY city and also the furthest from the rest of the tables providing us with the privacy I needed.