The ticking of my clock let's me know yet another night of sleep has gone by and I have class in the morning.
Damn Prince she's back and she don't remember you?
Well how could she you never told her how you felt?
It was always Bernard this and Bernard that and after Freshmen year....
It was not knowing you ever again....
I became a distant memory in the halls especially after my parents divorced and I lived in Louisiana for a bit....
She didn't even wish me a goodbye well you know what good riddance....
Sighing I turn over in bed a bed that grows cold since my wife's passing...
"Sarah you were always my cure to my blasted insomnia..." I say to her beautiful picture.
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*Sarah Bridget Nelson*
Sarah died two years ago to breast cancer and the most tragic part is I found out after she died she was pregnant with my baby...
Our baby never got a chance and I wanted to give up if it hadn't been for my bestfriend Jerome and my students I don't think I could of went on....
How can she not remember me was I not memorable?
The thought of Lena Simmons not remembering her dorky next door neighbor and ex bestfriend seem to trouble me more than to know she was back....
It was like anything before Bernard was erased from her memories...
But damn she still look fine as ever 31 years old and a mom damn she was a MILF.....and a bitch...
She was never that rude growing up it was New York and the life Bernard gave her out there that changed her....
Who cares and what does it even matter she doesn't even remember me....
Mrs. Simmons never mention her prodigal daughter coming back to town or the fact her grandchildren are crazy talented.
But I expect no less from Lena's kids they got her genes definitely.
Slipping out of bed and shaking my thoughts I head into the shower to start my day.
"Yo cousin you ready?" Jerome honked outside my house as J was grabbing my briefcase and telling Sarah goodbye.
It's hard losing your lover and being lonely is the worst feeling above that.
"I'm coming Jerome..." I say as I walk off my porch towards the car.
"Hey Prince good morning..." Mrs. Simmons says as she was at her mailbox.
"Good morning Mrs. Simmons how are you doing?" I say waving back smiling.
In all my years living here I never moved from my old house.
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Aphrodisiac (Completed)
FanficLena Simmons dedicated 12 years of her life to a man incapable of loving her they way she thought....Now a divorced single mother of two children she moves back home to Minnesota to be closer to family, friends and ultimately give her children the l...
