A Message From My Ex (Completed)

Chapter 14: L Stands For...

Hi guys!  Thanks for reading AMFME.  I've never gone this far into a story and don't worry, I won't give up.  As Justin Bieber says, as long as you love me, we could be starving, we could homeless, we could be broke, I will continue this (unless, there's no internet.  THEN WE"RE ALL DOOMED!)

And if you guys notice, I always the dedicate the chapter to the person who makes the first comment on the previous chapter so...

Also, these few chapters, starting from Chap 12 (Ze party) up to the upcoming Chap 15 will all be really important esp. the fifteenth chapter.

Anyway, here is the chapter where L shall reveal herself.

Previously on A Message From My Ex

I was about to let go when to my surprise, she reciprocated.  She allowed entrance as my tongue met hers.  And with that, the world felt like it was free of problems.  Nothing could stop us now.

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There, on his bed, Danny was naked making out with Olivia.

 Then, I rubbed my eyes not believing what I was seeing.  Then, I saw that it wasn’t Olivia.  It was that Olivia doppelganger, Adrianna, the fight attendant we saw when going and leaving Italy.

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I stopped pacing and stopped right in front of him.  “The night that Lindsey and I broke up, I was supposed to propose.”

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~To you I'll give the world.  To you, I'll never be cold.  Coz I feel that when I'm with you, it's alright, I know it's right.~

I play that scene in my head everytime.  Lindsey breaks up with me.  I'm quiet absorbing every word she says.  Tears fill up her eyes.  Then, out of rage, I ask her to go out and never see me again.

Yet here I am, walking to the Black Hat to see her.

The Black Hat is not one of our favorite hang-outs.  It was this bar down at 52nd Street we didn't go to very often back when we were dating.  It was opened about five years ago. It always had this dark and ominous aura attracting people who needed to have a serious talk.  There would always be this very attractive bartendor with blue neon lights lining the bar.  Black, round tables were all over the area with matching black chairs.  There was even a second floor where you could look down and watch since there was always a singer singing onstage a few old songs that we would recognize.

I entered the bar and ordered a beer.  I sat on one of the chairs as I watched a petite Jewish girl singing onstage.  What's that song?

Songbird by Fleetwood Mac.  I smiled.  That would be a great additon to my list for Danny.

I thought about some stuff while waiting for Lindsey.  To think that if I had proposed, where would my life be right now? This whole dilemma wouldn't be here.  I would've lived happily ever after with Lindsey and in a year, maybe even a kid.  But would Lindsey have declined?  Since I never popped the question, she already intended to break up with me.  Maybe the marriage thing would be an even worse situation.

I still have the ring.  I didn't bring it with me in this trip since I thought that when I met Lindsey, she'd be single and things would be easier than this.  I left it back home   Although you might think that I'd never forget my supposed proposal, I choose not to remember it.  Who knows what could've happened?  Honestly, this outcome might've been better.

I shook my head and decided to listen to the girl instead.  She was an amazing singer in fact.  Pity she's wasting her time singing here.  Take My Breath Away by Berlin.