Chapter 69 Long weeks


    Alex''s Pov


    I brought the ss of Vodka mixed with Campari to my nose then to my lips and drank it all at once.


    The strong liquids made me cough.


    I lifted the ss so the waiter to see, "Same,"


    He took the ss out of my hands and start serving me. I saw movement on the seat beside me, I


    didn''t bother to look. I knew it was a woman. I could smell the strong scent of her perfume. I could also


    smell the strong liquor in my breath, but I don''t care. Drinking makes me get high and forget about the


    pain I''m feeling in my heart. The pain of loneliness, the pain of heartbreak. This was just a another one


    of my failed attempts to woo her. I did everything in the book. I brought her on a romantic dates, we had


    ice-cream, we talked, we bond but all I did made no difference because she still didn''t stay. She didn''t


    stay with me. Maybe her love wasn''t strong enough, at least not strong as mine.


    I never expect her to leave the way she did. I never expect her to call me a fool. She was right. I''m a


    fool. I made her promise me to never leave me, maybe if I didn''t insist on all those promises maybe she


    wouldn''t feel forced to love me in return. She never forced me to love her it just came naturally. I didn''t


    even realize that was falling until it was toote.


    It''s funny how we didn''t have a good start, neither did we have a good end. we are just two broken


    hearts, one who hurt and one who can''t forget the hurt.


    The waited hands me the ss and I immediately drink it. I ce the ss on the counter and bend my


    head to think.


    "How much has he drunk since he got here?" a female voice said beside me, the same woman who sat


    earlier.


    "About eight rounds." The bartender replied.


    "Kevin!, Don''t you think that''s too much. Who''s is he going to drive to get home."


    "Helen, I can''t tell the customers what to buy and how much to buy it. I''m running a business here.


    Without men like him, we''d never make a profit." I pick up that the bartender Kevin was talking about


    me, either about my wealth or my almost drunkenness.


    "Okay, fine." after seconds she came over to me.


    She pats me on the shoulder but I didn''t say a word, too tipsy to do anything.


    "Who is she?" she asked.


    I turn slightly to look at her, wondering how she knew that I was here because of a girl.


    She saw my expression so she answers. "I''m a therapist. I know those things. So tell me what


    happened."


    I sigh, for some odd reason I found myself telling her my story. After talking around the bar counter of


    more than twenty minutes, we continue to speak.


    "She left me. She felt me after all the things I did to convince her that I love her. She still left me." I cried


    until her shoulder. Let me take


    "Shh..it''s going to be alright. She''s not worth it. She''s not."


    I sigh and look at the woman speaking to me. "She is."


    Two Weeks Later


    I look at my reflection through the mirror in my bathroom. I look like a caveman, i haven''t shaved since


    she left. I didn''t have anyone to look handsome for. Some of the persons i do business say they like the


    new look that also consist of a mustache. I hated how i look now i have no one to fix my self up for. I


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    tried meeting other girls in clubs for one nights stands but i never even get as close as second base.


    With every other woman i tried it i always end up thinking about her, the woman how break my heart,


    the woman who''s heart i broke.


    I shake my head. I look in the cab above the sink and took out the shaver out of it. I plug it in the


    socket close by. I look at my reflection. My heart is breaking but i will not make it show any longer. I''ve


    always being the kind of guy that held on to my integrity. I never let anything get in my way. I love her


    and maybe will always but i''ll not let that love make me weak. I''ll be stronger because of it. I''ll


    remember the mistake made and it will make me stronger.


    I lift the machine to my face and start taking off the hair off my face. I need to get back to myself. A me


    where I''m confident about myself, A me that shows no emotions , because i don''t not anymore. The


    one person who I love, I hurt.


    I wrapped a towel around my waist and ran quickly to look who was at my door at this time of night. I


    ran down the stairs with my hands at my side gripping the towel.


    I open the door to see the face that hasn''t left my thoughts in weeks.


    "Kalliyah"