When You Left Me

2

Jasmine

Opening Old Wounds

I felt my heart shatter for a split second, until I realized Laurent wasn't laughing at me. He wasn't even looking at me. I watched as a thin beautiful bronze colored woman walked by the gazebo smiling.

Her long honey colored curls were tied back in a high ponytail and she had on a long flowy black Givenchy dress on with black wedges to match. I heard Laurent say her name and I felt my body freeze, no longer hot but now cold with goosebumps running along my arms and back. Jessica , the woman I hated and envied all at once.

Her laugh was like chime bells as she greeted him with a kiss.

"You look beautiful Mouse" I heard Laurent breathed out .

"Ah, thank you I missed you, I didn't know you were back from Paris." Jessica replied.

"Yeah, My brother and I decided to visit this college as a surprise to their music and dance department"
Laurent breathed out in his French laced tone. I ran from the gazebo as quickly as I could force my legs to go, ashamed of how much it still affected me and how low I had stooped to eavesdrop on another persons conversation.

Why...?

Why was he here? And he was visiting the music department TODAY?! I came to a stop and felt my chest heaving as I hyperventilated.

"Come on Jasmine breathe. 1..2..3..4 , 1..2...3..4." I tried to calm myself down then I remembered I had my inhaler. I reached inside the pockets of my grey sweats that hung loosely off my small waist and grabbed the white and blue inhaler. I took two quick puffs and one long one. I relaxed myself and sat on the cold moss.

Wait, moss?

How far from campus did I run? I looked around and noticed I was in the pine forest that bordered on the outside of FAU. Ugh that meant I went at least two miles and I had.

Shit! Ten minutes until class started. I got up and wiped the leaves that fell on me back off to the ground. I started the trek back to campus, my mind on the man who didn't even realize I was right there only a few feet from him. But of course he didn't, he always only saw her! How could someone forget a person they spent four years with? Sad truth of this world was, people forgot everyday.

I dragged my feet, knowing that I was going to have to see him and her again at class. I took music and dance so there was no escaping this broken fate. I felt the wounds that I promised would never resurface again, break open like a dam overfilled.

End Chapter

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