Love Drunk

Memory Bench

'Honey what's going on?' Alberta called out to her daughter. But she just run off to her bedroom not looking back at her. She looked like she was crying. She was worried but she know so much not to console her. Her daughter was so out of reach it make her feel sad. She will just keep it to herself more whenever she ask if something was up. It was like time the last time she remembered. The first time she'd seen her daughter so heart broken and wounded. Michelle thought she as her mother wouldn't know, how she secretly cries at night when all the lights are out, or how she fake a smile whenever she is hurt, how she pretended that she was happy when she is not, and how she hopes and wished for something that she wouldn't have. How could she not, when she knew how exactly does it feel to love someone only worth for dreaming.

She toss her things and dive on her bed. She was beyond furious and scared. Scared because she have enjoyed hurting Flonne. It was like a habit that she forgot. Now she remembered how she enjoyed hurting Margaux when they are little.

She laid in bed and stared at the ceiling, she feel so all alone and stupid. They probably hate her right now for the sudden outburst. She need to clear her head. So she change on her usual Tee and jeans, she tied her hair and grab a jacket. She need to gather her thoughts.

Going down she can see her mother on front of the TV watching the afternoon show segment before the News. She know she is worried, but she won't let her mother get involve with her life.

The sun is almost down when she went outside, she decided to walk. She walk past her friends house, she is not really ready to talk to them. She walked and walk until she reached the their church village. She sigh, this is where it all started. She walked past some people she knew and waived at them, including Mr & Mrs Morris. As an old couple they are way too sweet to each other still like a newly weds. The perfect example of a happy and successful matrimony. She walked again until she reached the Church garden. Her sanctuary. Her personal space. Nobody usually go here. They are way too busy to even bother. Over the years Michelle and some other workers started the beautification of this place. They trimmed the trees, cut the grasses, put on new flowers and cleared the path. It was like their version of Secret Garden. Only it wasn't really a secret.

Years ago while walking alone in the garden she stumbled to something and she almost fainted when she found out that it was a body of a person or a corpse! She wasn't sure. She was so scared yet she couldn't let any body die on her garden!

She gathered up her courage and try to check the person up. Her hands were numb and shaking violently. She try to wake the person up.

'Hey Mister' she can hear her heart beating double time. No answer. She stand up and kick the man on his side.

'What the hell!?' the man on the bench say. 'Excuse me someone is trying to rest her. Don't disturb. Find somewhere to play' his face was still hidden under the bench. Great, just great, he thought she was one of those silly kids who lurk here on the garden destroying plants!

'You are not allowed here. And would you mind showing your face it's weird..talk..you.ahmm well' she ran out of words. The man on the bench showed himself. There goes the most pretty boy she have ever seen so far. He was smiling. And there are world war panic going out of her head. Talk! For Christ sake talk. Her inner self keep on shouting she was almost afraid he can hear it. He have a dark brown hair which is quite long and he have an expressive brown eyes. He have a fair skin and his face will blush whenever she observe him. He must be a really shy boy.

'Well isn't it better talking like this?' hallelujah! Her inner self leap punching the air.

He smiled. Her new found strenght was gone and her knees was literally weak. 'I'm sorry, I fell asleep here. Am I disturbing any sort of activities?'

'Not really. It's just that you fell asleep under' she found herself smiling. She find him easy to tak with. He was slightly akward and shy for someone so handsome. The guys on her school would boast around how good looking they are, and they are not even half as good looking as him.

He reached out his hands offering a hand shake. What a gentleman. 'My name is Mark'. She extend her hand and she felt his warm. 'I'm Michelle. Nice meeting you.' His clock glowed 6:00PM.

'I better go. My mom's gonna be worried'. She hate to leave him here.
'Do you want me to walk you home?' he ask. Her heart was beating triple time now.
'YES!' she answeres almost immediately and a bit loudly than she intended. 'I mean yes. I think that's alright.' And they did.

Years after that, she still comes here. Not hoping to find him, but at least to relieve the memories. It makes her happy that once in her life she have someone that made her feel like that. She wondered how he is now. She wish that she cross his mind sometimes. Her phone blinked. There's a message from mother. She notice the time. It was 6:00PM. She got up and start heading home. Walking alone this time.