VIRIDITY • jb

twenty-one.

          That night for me was just friendly, or a type of "we're civil again" night. I don't know what came to me and suggested him to drive us around, but after that, I've did everything just to avoid him. It wasn't even that hard, he's always out for some meetings.

           Again, I'm doing something I am uncertain of. Or maybe I'm getting smarter than falling on this guy's traps.

           I was closing the gym today as I've suggested to Roger who happens to have dinner with his wife. The girls' shift was also done an hour ago. All alone, I was taking my time to go to a coffee shop and buy some caffeine before going home.

           Bumping onto some of our guests, I sent them a good night greeting while making my way out. I pressed the down button and waited impatiently for the elevator doors to open. Sighing, I changed my mind and went to the flight of stairs, and instead of going down, I went upstairs.

          It's been a while since I've been here. I never went in here again after our first date. The roof top was still able to take my breath away, nothing has really changed, except the place was now filled with a couple of people.

          Strolling to the corner, I leaned myself on the edge of the railing and looked over the lights of the city. It really felt amazing to watch life in New York happen up here, since everything's small and the breeze was comfortable.

          But then I looked up, thinking it's such a bummer not to see the natural lights up there clearly. I sighed, crossing my arms on my chest. While I was listening to the faint music from the bar with my eyes closed, letting the air make my hair fly out in every direction, I felt someone leaning against the railing as I am doing.

          “Why were you looking up?”

          Opening my eyes, I looked to my left expecting to see the most beautiful eyes I've honestly ever laid mine on. “What are you still doing here?”

          “What are you still doing here?”

          “Was just expecting to see the stars up here and I guess I was out of luck.”

          He breathes but never takes his eyes off me, as I was never taking mine off the sky. “I know a place.”

          “You always know everything.”

          He laughs with me. “Is it just me or you are avoiding me?”

          “Avoiding you when?” I ask dumbly.

          “After the road trip. And now. You won't look at me for three seconds flat.”

          Maybe because you were too beautiful to look at. “You're just kind of making me uncomfortable.”

          He takes ahold of my arm. “Liv... what is it I should do to rebuild what we used to have?”

          “Did we use to have something? I think not​. Because when something is building up between us, you step right through it as if you want to start it again. Or maybe destroy it completely.”

          “I know I always do. Please give me some time to clear my fûcked up head.”

         I shrug. “I wonder when's gonna be the time I'm done on wasting my time on people with so-called fûcked up heads.”

         I slid myself down the wall to sit. He does the same after me as he wonders. “Are you saying people's been giving you a hard time before you met me?”