Past Lovers (REWRITTEN)

Ten Long Years

Allison's POV

10 years later ...

Life continued like I knew it would but that doesn't mean that my feelings or heart has. Ten long years of living a mere facade of life, ten long years of wasting my time on smoke and noise. At last I have finished my time in med school and have been able to start my medical career. I have graduated at the top of my class, graduating with honors and finished my residency with grace.  Life for me hasn't been the easiest, Demi left to go be a superstar,my mother died of stage three breast cancer, and to top it off my father abandoned us. To say that I haven't built up a grudge on life would be a lie. But I'm happy that I have made it to where I am now.

It's time for a fresh start and that's what I have been offered here at the Orlando Regional Medical Center of Orlando, Florida. It's time to finally move forward and finish the story I have created for myself all those years ago. I looked out the window of the Uber I'm currently in, thinking about the one person I can't let go. How after 10 years, I still am hopelessly in love with her. How I couldn't be anymore proud of what she has accomplished in her career. From time to time I would watch one of her matches when I was able to, to try to keep up with her by calling or texting. Unfortunately life got to the best of us and we haven't spoken in over 9 years.

I was shocked to see how much she has changed since she moved to America. To see that she has chopped all of her hair off, dying it straight black. To see her completely and utterly covered in tattoos, seeing how good she looks in them, especially the hand tattoo. Catching myself drooling slightly over her still, when she posts workout videos, seeing how incredibly strong she's gotten. My heart swells seeing that she is such an inspiration to others and has created such a positive influence on so many of her fans. To me she is still my Demi, just as beautiful as the day we met, I don't think anyone could tell me differently.  I sighed to myself, thinking about how much I miss her, how much I ache for her, knowing that I will never most likely see her again.

"Maam, we've arrived." I turned my head towards the uber driver as he placed her car in park. I thanked him kindly, tipping him with the cash I had on hand as I eventually opened the door to my new home. I took a deep breath, taking in the new smells and sounds around me. I opened my eyes quickly, shutting the car door and walking up to the front door where my realtor was waiting for me. I looked up at the house I had bought, seeing the bright white siding and the black window shutters. The small open porch and a few potted plants, everything felt in place but something inside of me was missing.

I shrugged off the feeling as I saw Melissa stand there, smiling as she extended her hand out to me. " It's so good to finally meet you in person. How was your travel to the US?" I shook her hand, smiling warmly back at her. " My travels were just fine, everything went smoothly thankfully." She nodded her head, and opened up her briefcase. "These are yours I believe." The sound of keys being clingy against each other could be heard but to have my house keys placed in my hand made everything seem real. " Congratulations Allison." She smiled at me once more and shaking my hand before leaving.

I opened the door to my house and saw all of my furniture in place as well as the mass amount of shipping containers piled high. I walked in further to see the very open and elaborate kitchen I had as well as a small breakfast nook. Leaving the kitchen, I walked right into the living room where my black sectional sat. Looking to the left of that I saw a box that caught my attention. I smiled seeing the word " Demi" in black sharpie written all over. I opened the box, seeing all of our pictures and memories. I could feel the feelings all rushing through me as I smiled, making me wonder what she's doing now.

I quickly pushed her out of my head as I remembered how she was with her co-worker, Dominik. I felt my heart ping in pain as they were always all over each other inside the ring and out. How he follows her around like a lost puppy. I would be lying if I said it doesn't make me jealous but there's nothing I can do. She still believes I'm in Australia, and we aren't together anymore.  I can't be mad though, I mean just look at her, she's everything and more.