Deja Vu

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A/N: This is the continuation to That Awkward Bathroom Scene.

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"The moment you realize that the person you cared for has nothing intellectually or spiritually to offer you, but a headache."

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My hand instantly reached up to touch her face but Jade moved away, confused.

"Uhmmm....I'm sorry but I don't know you." She frowned. I noticed the lines on her forehead, a clear sign of the years catching up with her.

I was shocked with what she said but bit my tongue.

I forced a smile to ease the tension.

"I was just removing the leaf in your hair," I proceeded to take it out and once I did, gave the object to Jade, who blushed in return.

"Oh?" she smiled as she stared at the brown leaf that got stuck in her hair.

"It was windy outside," she explained.

"Looks like it's going to rain," she added.

Hearing her voice ignited my suppressed emotions.

My heart couldn't contain the longing I felt for her.

All those years of being away from her, the sleepless nights spent wondering where she could be.

Now here she was, standing in front of me, still beautiful and yet......she doesn't recognize me.


What the hell is going on?


I faked a smile and excused myself.

As much as I want to take her in my arms, the look in her eyes showed no recollection of whom I am to her.

My heart sank, baffled by the discovery. 

It hurts me so much because she's so close to me and I could touch her if I want to but....nothing makes sense.

Before I made a fool of myself again,I did what a smart person should do: I decided to leave.

I was about to head for the exit when Jade said something to stop me.

"You look familiar though,"

"Like I've seen you before but couldn't remember where or when,"

I turned to see her studying me.

For my part, I didn't realized that I was ogling her.

She was stunning in a black pencil-cut skirt, blue sleeveless top and black open-toed heels.

Her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail and she wasn't wearing any make-up.

I was awestruck, like the first time I saw her in church.

An invisible force drew me towards Jade and that's how it's been ever since.

She was a constant in my life.

A truth I couldn't deny, a feeling I could never erase.

Despite the temporarily pleasures I engaged myself with in the company of strangers when she disappeared, Jade never left my memory.

"I'm Liza," I lied.

I offered my hand and Jade shook it.

The warmth of her palm against mine felt strange and familiar.

A spark got caught in our tangled hands and Jade pulled away, laughing at the sensation.

"Nice to meet you, Liza." She blushed.

I had a déjà vu and reminded myself not to be overpowered by that magical feeling.

I have a truckload of emotions that I need to process.

I couldn't allow myself to drown in her smile.

I have to get out of the washroom and call Angel.

I said goodbye to Jade and once I was out of sight, I almost ran to the parking lot where Batchi was waiting.

She seemed listless but noticed my confusion.

"What happened to you?" she asked.

"I saw Jade," I answered.

She opened her mouth to say something but I didn't give her a chance.

"I think she has amnesia,"

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Batchi and I were sitting in my car, at the parking lot.

I told her to go because Marinelle was waiting for her but she insisted that she stayed.

"You could use my company,"

I dialed Angel's number, unsure whether she'll answer but desperately hoping that she would.

She picked up on the first ring.

I didn't bother with hellos.

I told her what happened.

"Amnesia?" Angel was as confused as I am.

"What are you talking about, Althea?"

I told her about the meeting in the bathroom and the cluelessness in Jade's face when she saw me.

"That's awkward," she replied.

"Can you check on this?" my tone was a little abrasive and I felt bad because I was projecting my tension to Angel.

She seemed unaffected though.

I figured, with her high stress job and the complicated cases and people she dealt with, she must be used to this reaction by now.

Still, it doesn't mean I have to be rude to her.

Besides, it's almost ten in the evening.

I wondered if she answers all her clients when they call at the most unholy hour.

"I'm sorry, Angel" I blurted.

Suddenly, the stress of seeing Jade at an inopportune time crept on me.

I felt the tension on my right shoulder and I absentmindedly massaged the sore spot.

"Don't worry about it," Her voice was calm.

"I'll see what I can do and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

I said goodbye to Angel.

Batchi was looking at me with a smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, Angel" she mimicked, teasing me.

"Cut it off, Batchi" I pleaded.

"I'm sorry Grumpy cat," she stuck out her tongue and I had to laugh in spite of myself.

"See?" She pointed towards the smile on my face.

"I'm starting to forget how a smile looks on your pretty face," she teased.

"Besides, it's hard not to be happy around Angel isn't it?"

I started the engine and ignored the comment.

I know where this conversation is going and didn't want to engage in it.

My mind is preoccupied with Jade and her apparent amnesia.

I hope I'm wrong but what if it's true?

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