Remember Me

Chapter 18

David’s POV:

I just stood there speechless at the sight I had in front of me, my ex… Sara. What the hell was she doing here? And more importantly, why was she talking to me? 

She made it pretty clear the moment she left that she didn’t want anything more to do with me. It was just a simple little disagreement one night which made me realise that in all honesty I didn’t want somebody like her in my life anymore. She just turned nasty. And from the looks of thing with how she left it all, I wasn’t what she wanted.

In all honesty I’m glad. I mean if we wouldn’t have broken up then I wouldn’t have found Hannah and wouldn’t now be beginning to start my own little family with the one I love. It’s just something I’ve always wanted to do and I’m glad I get to go through this experience with Hannah.

Yet here she is now… speaking to me. I’m just as confused as you are about this whole situation if I’m honest.

As I continued looking directly towards Sara I noticed a big smile slowly seeping across her face. And by the looks of things she was waiting for me to speak or even respond in some way towards her.

So with that I let out a small cough and soon got over this whole speechless stage. “W-what are you doing here?” I stuttered out, once finally getting over the shock of seeing her which had built up inside of me since the moment I laid eyes on her… once again.

Moment’s after letting that escape my lips I strangely found my eyes travelling all around her body. From the playsuit she had on, to the wedges on her feet. I just couldn’t understand all of this. If anything I was confused, confused and surprised. Surprised at the fact that here she was… standing in front of me… after so long. It was just a shock to the system. Never in a million years did I picture myself coming face to face with this woman ever again.

The moment she left me I though that that was it… I would never have to speak or see her again. But obviously that wasn’t to be the case. As here she is now… standing right in front of me as I have previously described. This was just a weird feeling for me, and not a good weird at that.

Still continuing with gazing directly at Sara I noticed her lightly bit on her bottom lip whilst looking back at me. “Well I could ask you same the question.” She came out with, looking down and breaking our gaze to twiddle around the straw which was in her drink, using her only free hand which wasn’t occupied with her clutch bag. And surprise, surprise, as I looked down at her drink I found the very same thing which I remembered her almost always drinking; red wine. Some things just never change do they?

I knew just knew that this moment would come sooner of later. Of course I was to bump into her again, especially seeing as she is a die hard football fan. And the fact that she too is Brazilian just makes a little more sense to me as to why she is here. I mean either she just decided to stay in a hotel for whatever reason, or she is in fact coming to see the game against Mexico on Wednesday.

“That’s a bit of a stupid question, don’t you think?” I laughed, nervously scratching the back of my head whilst speaking. “I mean you out of all people should know that Brazil have a game against Mexico coming up in a few days.”

For some reason as I found myself speaking to her once again I tried my at most hardest not to make any eye contact with Sara. I don’t know what had got into me. I mean just moments ago I wasn’t fine but I could look her in the eye. But now… well I was just trying my hardest not to. If I’m completely honest with you I just think that it’s the memories the two of us shared that came flooding back to me, not the good ones.

Sara might seem like your typical sweet, harmless and down to earth kind of woman. But the moment you get to know her and spend more time with her, her real side starts to show and believe me it isn’t pretty. She’s the most manipulative person I have ever come across. And smart, she’s just so smart with getting what she wants pretty much all of the time. She’s just nasty. And to sum it all up and make it all that much simpler; she’s a bitch. Nothing but a self absorbed bitch which doesn’t care about anyone else other than herself. And this is one of the main reasons I’m glad we are not together anymore. Because in all honesty I couldn’t be dealing with her for any longer. So thank you Sara, for helping me come to realisation as to who you really are and leaving me. This way I am much happier, with the one I love; Hannah.