When You Left Me

Lau's Alone

Laurent

I waited until I was sure Larry was gone, then I let the tears fall. The immense amount of hurt in my heart caused me to hiccup in the midst of my tears. I rolled over onto my stomach and buried my face in the pillow. I knew what I said but it was killing me. I haven't physically seen Jasmine for almost 7 months. All I had was pictures to hold me over and none of them were recent except for the one I took of her sleeping. I kept checking my phone for a text from Larry, hoping he would say Jasmine wanted to see me. But the text never came.

I couldn't stay in this room with this depression hanging over my head. I got up and took a quick shower.

I threw on a white tee with white skinny jeans to match. I grabbed my black SnapBack and jacket as afterthoughts then headed out.
As I stepped into the night club, the blaring music sent chills through my body. I needed this, to just dance and forget. I made my way to the middle of the dance floor and Mosh Pit begin playing. Now this was what I was talking about. I quickly got into the music, not really paying attention to the gathering crowd around me.

I heard chants and screams, the energy electrifying and the heat from their bodies enthralling me. I danced nonstop for a good thirty minutes but I could no longer deny my body the rest it was begging for. I went to the bar, slightly out of breath and thirsty as hell.

"What can I get for you?" The pretty bartender asked, her eyes super flirty and a seductive smile on her lips.

"Just a water, s'il vous plait." She blushed at my French and I waited patiently. When she handed me the water and I handed her the money, she winked at me saying to make sure to come back. I gave her a half smile and walked away, she wasn't my type. I drained the water in just a few gulps and decided to go dance again. This time Rihanna's Needed Me played and I wasn't to eager to dance to it.

Simply because of the lyrics right now but I did anyways. When in the midst of me dancing, I felt someone take my hand to dance with me. I looked down and saw Aimee. I instantly went back, tearing away from her hold. There was no way I was doing that shit tonight. I left the club no longer in the mood for it. I made my way to the car when I was grabbed back. Aimee had this furious look on her face,

"So you're just going to ignore me Laurent? After I gave it up, you just decided fuck me huh?!" I sized Aimee up and down. She was wearing a black low cut v neck dress that hid nothing from the wandering eye. I looked straight into her eyes.

"Yes, I am going to ignore you. Like you said you gave it up, don't act like we were in a relationship. Now, leave me alone Aimee. I do not want to deal with you right now." Aimee's face fell, hurt evident in every pore. I felt bad only because I really shouldn't have messed with her in the first place. It was my fault but I just didn't want her. Droplets of rain started to fall and I looked up to the midnight sky. So even the world was crying.

"You should get inside before your face falls off. I would hate for you to have to spend another hour in the bathroom fixing your insecurities because of me. Goodnight Aimee." I got in the car and the chauffeur drove off. I could see in the rearview mirror Aimee staring at the car with disgusted shock on her face. Oh well, maybe she would finally leave me alone.

The chauffeur dropped me off at the hotel and I just stood in the lobby, contemplating if I really wanted to go back to the room. Yeah, I should because there's no telling what kind of trouble a heartbroken man can get into when he's out alone.

I walked into the hotel room, ignoring the emptiness of it. I missed Larry. I checked my phone and saw a missed call from him. When did he call?!
I tossed the jacket and hat on to the bed and called Larry back.
"Hello?"

"What happened bro, you called?"

"Yeah, I was checking on you. You didn't leave the room did you?"

"Ummmm no, I just stayed inside and watched movies. How's Bambii and the baby? What was the gender?"

"Hm okay Lau. She's good, the both of them. It's a girl Laurent, I can't wait for you to meet her. She looks so much like me bro." I was quiet for a second. My brother gushing over his daughter drug up a deep pain in my chest. I guess I just wasn't meant to have a child.

"Laurent you okay?"

"Huh? Oh yeah bro sorry. I'm happy for you, I'm excited to see her."

"I'm sorry Lau.."
"For what?"

"For bragging about my newborn knowing what you've been through... I wasn't thinkin Lau, forgive me." A single tear slid down my face then more followed. I kept my voice steady.

"Don't apologize Larry, I'm happy to hear that you're happy." I spoke with Larry for a few more minutes and I heard him yawn.

"Go to sleep bro, your exhausted. We will talk in the morning." I heard a laugh in the background, one so familiar that my heart immediately ached. I choked on my breath and couldn't stop the sob that escaped.

"I'm sorry Laurent I should've went outside."

"No don't, I want to hear her voice. It's been to long." She was talking to someone, I could hear their voices meshing. She sounded happy and my heart tore. I wanted to be there, to hold her, to kiss her, to show her that I loved her. Without any warning I hung up the phone with Larry. I couldn't take her laughter anymore while I was too busy crying.

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Larry

I looked at the source of my brothers agony and sighed. She had cried in my arms for ten minutes before she composed herself and showed me where Bambii room was. I had forgotten about her when I saw the little girl in Bambii's arms, my heart instantly won over. While I had been gushing over the child and arguing with Bambii about her not telling me, Jasmine had left the room. I didn't know where she went and while she had been gone I had called Laurent. When he didn't answer, I started worrying.

He called back about an hour later and we talked. I heard the depression in my brothers tone and I didn't need to be there to know he was crying. I shouldn't have said anything about my daughter, knowing that Laurent lost 3. Jasmine had came into the room laughing and I stopped breathing. I prayed Laurent didn't hear her but of course he did. When I heard the phone click and the dial tone, my heart clenched. I had only wanted to check on him, to see if he was okay.

Now because of me, he might be worse off. I was debating whether I should go back to San Fransisco or not when Jasmine came up to me.

"Larry, in the morning can you give me a ride to my um ..... home?" Why did she say it like that?

"Of course, just let me know when you're ready to go." She said okay and told Bambii she would leave us be and that she would sleep in the hospital lobby. I objected but she shook her head and went anyways. Stubborn ass female. But with her gone, I turned to Bambii, my eyes angrily curious.

"Why you looking at me like that?"

"So, you going to explain why I was never told about you being pregnant?"

"You were with Laurent and I didn't want to interfere. I knew he was struggling just like Jasmine. So I just didn't say anything that would pull you from him." I pulled one of my twists, stopping myself from the response I was going to give. I just went over to the bed and got in it, wrapping Bambii in my arms. Strangely enough, the last thought in my mind was I hope Laurent's okay.

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Jasmine

Larry being here didn't hurt and that surprised me. I thought when I saw him, that the usual pain I felt in my chest whenever I saw one of the twins would appear. But it didn't. I sat on the uncomfortable sofa in the lobby and wondered. If it didn't hurt to see Larry, maybe it wouldn't hurt to see Laurent? I would decide tomorrow, after I got back to the rehab center. I hoped Larry wouldn't judge me for being there. Guess tomorrow held a lot of answers for me.