Touching the Heart of Ace

What was he doing?

Wherever I went I could figuratively see him and only him.

The tea and cake I bought from the bakery other day was surprisingly payed beforehand.

The grocery shopping bag had a teddy bear with his insignia, which sure as hell I did not pick up or pay at the counter.

Then there were flowers, lots and lots of flowers and chocolates.

I did not know what I was feeling. At least there was no incidents at the college, so far. Or he had not tried to come in front of me; I am grateful for that.

Well, there was a baby succulent on my desk top in a smiley-face-pot. It was adorable even with his logo.

I could not just throw it away.

Jason was wondering why he was hiding, but so was I. This kind of cat and mouse play was not his style.

Stop assuming that you know this guy, Ace!

I was just, just... what? I did not know anymore. It was good he had not come to meet me.

I had no idea how to handle him in front of me.

He would be angry. And that was putting it mild.

I thought I had time to take care of my unhealthy feelings towards him, but he was early. Of course he was.

I was not ready. 5 months, 19 days and 19 hours was not enough time to get over him.

I was merely existing at this point. Time was so slow, I felt like everything was frozen around me.

At least the dance class was keeping me grounded. I was considering in participating in one of the street dances of our company. It was an awareness programme dealing with feminism, domestic abuse, child abuse and hate crimes. I would be honoured to be a part of it.

Was my dorm always this quiet? It was borderline creepy. I sighed. I missed Liz a lot. She would barge in my room, wear my shorts and shirt and prance around like she owned my place.

I put on some music to take away the heavy silence in the room. It was one of the dance pieces I was going to do in the programme. I swirled my body around remembering the real moves but making no effort to do them. Hell was trying to dislocate all my joints, I was sure.

I hummed around but I was feeling so restless.

There was something.

Was that the open window?

No, something else. I... could not figure what it was!

A brush of perfume passed through my nose but I could not catch it again. Did I imagine it?

I bit my lips.

I was going crazy, wasn??t I? I threaded my fingers into my hair.

Probably nothing.

I got used to the feeling of being followed, so now even when I was at my safe haven, I felt the same.

Stupid Ace!

I frowned as the music stopped.

Get a grip, Ace!

I froze when another music started to play.

Alan Kuznetzov!

I gulped. How?

It was that music.

??Our?? music.

The Pain was playing and reminding me everything I was trying very hard to

pushed the stop button with vigour but it did not stop

hated it!

player and dumped it

bit easier. Where

shower at the company, I

No.

handle it. I was

changed to my kimono nightwear, but I

leaving me gifts and

??Hello, my beautiful Angel.??

heard that voice in my head,

no way he was here, with me, in my bedroom. Of course I

me? I missed you. I missed you so

No. NO. NOO.

Please no.

me.

he was

were quite comfy with that guy you like. Heard that he is your

visibly shook at

was my voice

am I doing here? Do you have any idea why I

collected. Casually walking to

close I could clearly smell his perfume. So, what I felt at the kitchen was real. Of course

to leave.

be back soon? I won??t mind to

people watching

and collected but then it would come back with so much force that it would

now he was calm but I could clearly hear the commotions

afraid

??Please, leave Robert.??

joke he heard in eons. ??Robert!

on my body standing straight, as

kissing the shell of my

was at lose to what to do. I had never been in the receiving side of this

truly

playing with your mind and soul? Was he waiting for me to shed my own resolve

you

Remember!

was no way, I could look at his face, I could not meet his eyes. I was staring at his chest crossed by his hands. His thick veined tanned gorgeous hands. My heart was beating like the

I tightened my voice to

had a lot to catch

front and

Another one.

Another.

Another.

jumped around him until my back hit the wall beside the desk. He leaned in and in and in and I felt his breath on my

way back to where he was standing before. I took several breaths and the oxygen cooled my

in his hands? A box?

the day Tristian broke up with me. I thought I had put in... no under the couch. I had kicked

was scared. Really

asking him about Tristian. What if he did not know about Tristian? He left with Dante. Asking Robbie

forefinger. He was toying with it. He

I am