KAYLA
A year and two months, that is how much time had gone by. Ever since i walked out, that is how much time had gone by since I left the first man I ever loved, and along with him the city. I have been living in New York ever since.
It had been so hard at the beginning, the hurt was so intense, i had slipped into a deep state of depression and anxiety that i had been sent to therapy. Some days it was easier but i would still cry myself to sleep.
Even at this point, having finished all sessions of therapy, I still thought of him. He had found me once before i had moved to New York, a meeting I hadn't been prepared for. A meeting that messed with my whole being, a meeting that i still regret till now.
He had been looking for me ever since i had resigned. A couple of detectives were looking for me and i had known this through someone at work. I had kept a low profile till one day, when he found me and i could not escape him. He had looked so sad, and tired and overwhelmed with thousands of emotions that for a second I had wanted to let my guard down.
I had found him waiting for me on the route I always used when I was going to the place i had been living at. He looked like he had been drinking, his hair disheveled and his eyes red. The whole sight of his was terrifying and so wrong.
"Hey baby, can we talk? Please..." His voice, it was wanting, begging and sad. I had never heard him speak so sadly.
"Go home, Ian."
"Please, Kay. i just want you back. i will do everything right, i will..... please give me a chance. I miss u so much Kay. "
"You need to leave and let me be happy, Ian. You will never love me. I was only your whore. That's what i was to you. Don't worry, u will find another whore."
"Kay, I am....."
"What? Sorry? No you are not, Ian. If you have anything like sympathy in your heart, please leave me and don't look for me. Let me be please." My voice broke as i spoke and my heart followed shortly when I saw him leave, tears in his eyes and helplessness evident from his stature.
And that is the last i had heard from him. My heart broke once again as i remembered.
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