Become a Fan
By Melissa R Mendelson
Friday, June 05, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
You only live once, and your life does not belong to him.
Feet thundered against pavement. Breaths were jagged. Tears stung eyes, and lips trembled. And hands were clenched into fists and kept in front like a fighting stance.
It was late in the afternoon, and there was not a soul in sight. It was warm, maybe around seventy, and no breeze dared to chill the air. The jogging path was rocky, and feet stumbled across patches of broken ground. But still the run continued.
“What are you running from, Jessica?” She kept her eyes straight ahead. “Are you running from me?” His body was close to hers. “Are you?”
“What if I am?”
“If you were, I would say that it was pointless.” He ran beside her. “You can’t escape me, and you know that.”
“I made a mistake.” She glanced his way. “I should have known better.”
“Right. That same old song of letting the wrong ones in and shutting the right ones out.” He laughed. “I loved you.” She didn’t respond. “I still do.”
“I don’t care.” She continued to run down the jogging path, but he never left her side. “I hate you.”
“Come on. Why does it have to be like this?”
“Because you made it like this.”
“How did I possibly get us here like this?” Jessica finally stopped running. “I did nothing wrong.”
“Bullshit! Your lies, your manipulation, your bullshit! You destroyed everything I had going for me. Everything!”
“You were the one that let me into your life.”
“And I’m sorry for that.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I knew better, but did I listen to myself? No, and I paid for that mistake. And I still can’t get rid of you.”
“I love you.”
“You don’t know what love is.” She broke out in a jog. “You think you love me, but what you really love is controlling me, telling me what to do and how to live. And you’re pissed that I finally left you behind.”
“If you left me behind, what am I still doing here?” She did not reply. “Face it. You need me. You want me. You love me.”
“I don’t know what love is.” She could feel his breath on her neck. “I don’t, but what I do know is that you are not the man for me.”
“How do you know?”
“Because we have nothing in common. You hold me back, and without you, I have moved so far ahead.”
“But here I am still.”
“You tell me.”
“I have no answers.”
“Yes, you do, Jessica. You need me here with you.”
“Is that why I am running away from you, Mitch? Because I need you?” She stopped jogging. “I lost four years of my life to you. Two of which were after we broke up, and you kept coming around. You drove past my house, you emailed me, and you even followed me. I don’t love you, and I don’t need you. And I wish you would leave me alone.” He continued to stare at her. “What?”
“Do you love him?” She looked away. “Do you?”
“I don’t know. You did a lot of damage.” She shook her head. “It took me a long time to recover from you.” A sigh escaped her lips. “Do I love him? Maybe, but love to me is still something that I am trying to understand.”
“I won’t let you go.”
“I don’t care, if you do or don’t. I’m moving on. You don’t own my life.” She ran away from him. “You don’t own me.”
“You can go as far as you want, but I won’t leave you. I’ll never leave you.” He watched her drift further and further away from him. “I love you, and that will never change.”
“I don’t care.” She glanced over her shoulder, but he was already gone. “I’m done not living my life because of you.” Her eyes moved around the woods around her. “This is my life, and I am living it.” She ran further up the path toward her parked car.
By, Melissa R. Mendelson
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|Reviewed by Susan Smith
|This is quite powerful. I feel this will be a sequel. Susan|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A most intense encounter. Well-done, Melissa. Best wishes to you,