All over Again

     He whispered " Follow me I will explain later "

    That was how I followed him to the car. We drove for some time. He stopped the car at a desert piece of land with a huge cliff.

    My heart raced fäster alongside my pulse. I watched him silently as he took a puff by the Clift.

       " Why are we hear "I managed to say.

      He took another puff then let it out slowly.  I strolled towards him, I could hardly breathe from the smoke from the cigarette. He watched how uncomfortable I was and threw the deadly stick off the cliff.

      " Are you ok, I'm sorry " he stuttered nervously. För the first time in ages I saw the care and worry in his eyes. He returned from the car with a bottle of water.

     I bit my lip shyly " Thanks " I gulped down almost the entire bottle of water.

     " Sorry I forgot your tar allergy," he said calmly caressing my slightly wet bangs from the cold sweats.

        " Why am I here," I asked again. Enjoying the view. It was about six in the evening the lights of the city were lit up like the stars. The view was breathed taking. It was like the scene of LA in Lalaland. Nature was truly beautiful, but not very quiet. I could still hear the sounds of crawling, flying, and so on. Except for the natural sounds, it was quite the wind that caressed me lovingly. The zen this place exudes is simply outstanding,

       " Don't you know " he interrupted my spiritual awakening.

        " What "

         " I remember when we were kids. I had asked you where you would like to leave someday and you said 'somewhere far away, quiet, peaceful. Somewhere that hugged mother nature, some were cold but not too cold or too hot. Somewhere like a mountain, a hill where I could look down on others and watch their every move like an almighty "

     " I was drunk " I stated slightly annoyed.

     He laughed out. It was the first time I heard him laugh for that long and was not sarcastic. He looked gorgeous.

     " You have such a pretty smile. Smile more "I whispered softly

     He smiled faintly " Let's start over, begin again "

      It was almost impossible for me not to roll my eyes at him. Was he reborn or have partial amnesia of sudden from being incredibly cold to his old down-to-earth self.

          " Are you amnesic or reborn? Yesterday you embarrassed me amid your mistress and now asking to start over. It's this a joke please let me go, stop hurting and playing with my feelings " I couldn't help but cry. Warm tears caressed my flushed cheeks.

        He pulled me into a hug, a very tight hug.

      ****

               " He doesn't love me. Did you not notice when he acted all cold the moment that woman left. He stopped me from sitting on her seat and did not continue cooking the breakfast " Mae complained in between sobbing.

     " I know, but listen he will warm up to you after their divorce. I strongly suggest you act more like her. My grandson has always been obsessed with that witch. Try to look and dress more as her " Grandma Cecilia spoke.

     She took out some of Pearls clothes and gave Mae a straightener for her hair.

      They smiled at each additional