Elysium

Chapter Five

"I left my father and everything behind me after I graduated high school in California. Prior to moving out I had been saving money up to move to New York."

I looked up to come face to face with this young man sitting ahead of me listening intently to me and my ridiculous story who would have no interest to others. I had always been alone and quiet when it came to myself, I wasn't sure if it was because I was only child or because I learned from an early age to only share my stories to a piece of paper. I was over thinking and making him wait , and it took a while for me to build the courage to continue.

"College was never a plan if I'm honest. I just felt like escaping and living in a small apartment with myself. I didn't care if the apartment was infested with cockroaches and rats or if the mattress contained bed bugs, I was focused on myself and my happiness."

My eyes started to sting from the pain of never finding that happiness in New York. Everything was ruined because of my idiotic choice of devoting my time to a man who never felt what I felt for him. It wasn't him I was disgusted with, it was myself.

"I attended The City University of New York, and made a couple of friends; friends older than me, but nevertheless friends in a different state which is what I needed."

I took a deep breath as the worst was yet to be explained but I would spare him the important details.

" My friend Sadie invited me to a bar one night, it was just a small pub were most undergraduates spent their weekends at to drain out all the worry that filled their heads and spend time with friends, and that's where I met him."

His attention seemed to drift away almost as if he was disgusted I ever encountered this particular person which he knew nothing about.

"What was his name?"

"Al, he attended NYU to study engineering and earn some sort of degree in music but his uncle didn't approve of him wasting his money on a degree that involved music."

His eyebrows rose as I explained what kind of person Alex's uncle was. I only met the man once during our relationship, he was very fond of me but never supported the relationship because of how outspoken I was; my use of language came across as a threat to him. I don't blame him. You should always be weary of those who can work well with words.

"The relationship just didn't work out for both of us, so we ended it." I can't help but think back as to what happened before the relationship ended, Al was a nice human being and I know his intentions were never to hurt me, but everyone and everything comes with a cost, and that motivated him to do what he did. As I mentally drifted back into my dark clouded thought I felt a gentle touch on my left hand. I looked up to come face with a worried, speechless Liam. His eyebrows furrowed together and a small crease was created in between them. It hurt me more to think that my story had an a effected him in a negative way. I gave him a comforting smile and withdrew my hand away from his touch.

"Sorry I didn-"

"It's fine, why don't we jus-" I interrupted but couldn't complete what I was about to say. I slowly got up and headed to the restroom without excusing myself, as quickened my pace towards the back of the restaurant I asked a worker where the restrooms were located.

The door quickly opened as a young girl around my age exited, her platinum hair popped out with the black shirt she wore. She gave me a sympathetic smile as I hurriedly made my way inside. The bathrooms were dark, the dim light was not helpful when I wanted to see my reflection in the mirror. Taking a few deep breathes I decided to make my way back to the table only to apologize to Liam for my unexplained actions.

As I made my way back I noticed he was speaking with the girl I had encountered on my way to the restroom. She stood up as he smiled hesitantly and looked around the restaurant. Maybe looking for me? He got up as well as she led the way outside the restaurant, his hand instinctively laying on her lower back. Was he actually going to leave me here?