From outside of my window I can see him, he wakes up at the brink of dawn where the rays of pink and orange intermingle with another before the sunrise. He's always out there in the fields with his cows, he sings to them. I've only been here for a month now, but from the time I showed up he's been out on the fields every day.
His name is Mathew. He's the talk of the town and he's my neighbor.
Mathew lives alone, doesn't seem to have any family, because I haven't seen any come by. I see him at least twice a day when he's out and about caring for his farm animals. He must be in his mid-thirties, with long dark brown hair and a full-set of beard.
"He's singing to his cows again," Alex asks as he rubs his eyes.
I nod my head yes, and look away from the window. Alex is the only one to know where I live, he comes and goes like usual, but its always good when he passes by to visit me.
"Yup, like he does every morning," I answer as I watch Alex look over to the dining table at my cell phone.
"You can't avoid your family forever, and you can't avoid Chris either," Alex grins.
It is nice out here in Kings Mountain, North Carolina. I must have sold an arm and a leg to even have this small house in the middle of nowhere on the countryside. I can sure in hell try to avoid my family.
Thank-you Alex I know that much but right now I don't want to think about it. I just want to focus on me, I want to recollect myself and just be alone.
"For what it's worth I hope that you're happy out here," Alex pats me on the shoulders before making his way to the front door.
I smirk to his response and watch as he leaves. Alex has helped a lot. Although we're no longer together we remain close friends. I think that because I've always been there for him, he felt compelled to come to my rescue and help me escape my problems, despite the fact that he disagrees with me. And whatever money that he had saved, he gave to me freely.
I know that I told Andrew that I'd only be away for a few weeks but I'm starting to get comfortable here, I don't want to leave. No one knows me out here.
"Goodbye," I wave from the window as I stare at Alex enter a vehicle and vanish off into the distance.
I know by now everyone must hate me, especially Chris's mother. That woman never liked me in the first place but this time for a fact, I know that she's manage to get her husband to agree with her.
And Chris...
I miss him so much that it hurts. I am afraid to call him, I am afraid to talk to him because I feel like it is too late. I've made up my mind and left him without explanation, so what do I expect out of him after three weeks? He's probably pissed at me.
I never even showed up to our unborn child's funeral.
God, it kills me, but I sound like a lunatic. I sound like an insensitive bitch.
I destroy whatever I touch, I ruin the lives of the people I meet or come across.
I just want to start over again.
I just want new beginnings, in a town where nobody knows my name.
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ALEX
Short StoryMy eyes follow as he walks into the room and out of the room, out of nowhere he stops and looks over his shoulders. He looks good in whatever he wears which I envy because the only time I seem to look appealing is when I have a towel over my head. ...