Love is in the Bar

3| Reminiscing

After thoroughly washing the nonexistent grime off my body and turning off the shower, I grabbed a towel from the cabinet and wrapped it around my petite frame. Walking up to the wall sized mirror on the right wall of the bathroom, I took in my appearance.

My usually cheerful eyes were now lifeless and my rosy cheeks were pale. I chuckled, maybe that's exactly what a failed relationship does to a person. Deciding not to dwell on it anymore, I walked out of the bathroom and zipped open my bag to find something suitable to wear.

I rummaged through my belongings and pulled out a pair of shorts, when my eyes landed on a piece of clothing- a red colored t-shirt, Jayden's favorite.

I remember how he used to love the feel of its material on me. Heat rushed up my cheeks at the thought. I clutched the shirt in my hands and sniffed it, taking in his scent that I always relied on to soothe my nerves. At the moment, I didn't even care how creepy I looked, I just wanted to relish in his musky scent. But this time, all it did was bring back memories that I wanted to bury deep down in the earth.

I didn't even apprehend that I was crying until I felt the familiar warm tears streaming down my pale cheeks. Clutching the t shirt tightly to my chest, I broke down. I let it all out. The feel of pain, anger, hurt, betrayal and a thousand other emotions passing through my body, that I couldn't even name, was overwhelming. The agony was seeping through every cell of my being, burning me from the inside out, awaiting for the moment until it would completely engulf me in its raging flames.

My ear tearing wails had probably reached Violet, because I felt two arms wrapping around me and bringing me to their chest. I didn't even hear her entering the room. Violet rubbed my back, trying to comfort me from the ache but little did she know, the cure was in the hands of the source itself.

"Amara! Shh. Everything's going to be alright. Don't cry. Things will fall into place.", she kissed my forehead.

I threw my arms around her and cried my heart out, leaving a wet trail of tears on her white shirt, but she didn't utter a word, she let me cry all I wanted. When finally, my tear ducts protested that they couldn't produce any more of them, I pulled back and wiped my face. Realization of how I'd put up an embarrassing scene in front of her hit me and my cheeks turned red.

"Violet, I am so sorry, I don't know what got over me to just cry like that. I am so-"

"Be quiet Amara, it's alright. I would have been slightly surprised had you not cried. You practically looked like a walking corpse when you landed. Now come on, enough of wailing like a retarded seal, just put some clothes on and come out. I'll be waiting."

"Retarded seal? Really? Some friend you are.", I attempted to smile and wiped my face with the back of my hand.

"Whatever. Don't stand naked and wear something.", she grumbled and left the room, shutting the door behind her. I quickly donned on my underwear along with my shorts and Jayden's tee. Taking one glance at myself in the mirror, I walked out and found violet standing near the kitchen island.

"Hey", I greeted.

"You better now?", she asked. I grinned at her.

"Definitely."

"That's Jay's tee right?", she smirked.

"Shut up.", I grumbled.

"Now, take a seat on the couch. I'll just be back with coffee.", she said.

"Yes ma'am."

Nodding at her, I made my way over to the couch and plopped down on it, making myself comfortable. The soft couch worked as a wonder for my sore back. My gaze landed on a photo frame placed on the counter top beneath the television screen, just behind a small cardboard box.