[aphrodite]

Chapter 2

Exiting the empty halls I gaze upon the dark night sky seeing few stars glancing back at me. The streets tho it was late still had many people walking down. With a deep breath I walked down the sidewalk the air itself as I walked was very humid it felt as if with each breath it was a slap across my face. Just by what the humidity felt like one could tell it was gonna ran soon.

The clank of my heels seemed to start to be the only noise around me. I glanced behind me and noticed that there wasn't anyone by me I was alone by myself. Tho one might be scared to be alone at night walking by themselves I felt almost at home. Once ones life goes down the toilet one gets used to being alone.

With a startle I walked passed a bar a moment later a group of noisy men walked out not being at their right senses. I continued to walk trying not to look back at them hoping they weren't following me as I walked a few blocks I looked back and saw the emptiness was back. Just the thought of them following me sent shivers down my spine making my knees unstable and unable to stand with what little stability I had left I found myself next to a wall of a building and leaned up against it.

The shivers were not of that one would say was cold but as if haunted by the dead. One of a few things the wicked women once told me was that she would always be watching me. She said she would watch me until the day I died. With the relapse of thinking of her pain rushed to my stomach gripping it with my one hand tears flowing down my cheeks. What stability I had left once left me as I fell to my knees.

The pain only brought back worse memories.

-Flashback-

5.5 years ago.

The wind blew with great strength, as if the wished to guide us to are paradise. As I looked up I could see that this wind was filling the mast with what it needed to go. I didn't know much about boats back then. But I knew that I didn't care it was just made me happy I was with him. The man I knew I loved and to this day I secretly admit I do.

We had sailed upon the ship for what felt like a month but in fact was truthfully was only three days. I guess that what young love is it makes your mind over reacted to the simplest things. One thing I don't mind.

A month later.

It was morning it was a day in which we need to practice at the concert hall for a upcoming event. This day hadn't been a whole important day to me it felt just like any other day in passage days in life that just seemed to blend into one another. But something changed as I was practicing I kept wanting a break to come sooner and sooner so that I could go to the bathroom.

I felt something deep down in my throat but wasn't sure what it was. Until break came I jumped up from my seat letting my cello drop to the ground with my hand covering my mouth I ran to the bathroom and ended up still my head in a toilet and vomited and kept vomiting for the whole time during the break.