Red String

chapter three.

Here I was, in New Orleans. Again.

Months were passing by, and I was finding myself in New Orleans everytime I got overwhelmed. And it was happening at least 2 times in a month.

So,it was just a stupid simple Saturday.

Till I saw him that day. The one I couldn't get over. The one I was feeling most close and also the most distant in the whole world.

"I am sorry for interrupting."

My eyes went up to see the guy who was talking to me.

Shit,shit,shit.

My heart started to pound up like crazy,I was sure that I was about to get a heart attack.

His voice.It was the first time I heard his voice.

"You went completely pale, you okay?" He continued.

"I am sorry,do I know you?" I said with fear.

"Can I sit?" He asked.

I didn't answer.

He sat in front of me.

"Coffee usually gives anxiety. Your heart is starting to pound more, due to this, it also messes up your pressure sometimes. However, I must confess that it helps a lot with keeping us awake."

"I know.No need to be a professor to know that." I said. A careful person could feel the anger in my voice in a moment.

And I knew he was.

He was a medical student afterall.

"Yeah,I have no doubt for that. I bet that you are incredibly smart."

"I am. Can I ask what do you want?" I asked.I was shaking inside while I was looking at him. 

He was more beautiful in reality. I felt his power over me, like a different kind of charm. His blonde hair,blue eyes and thin lips made him look like a greek god. He was the opposite of me by his look and also his character.

"Stop faking it, please.I accidentaly saw you and wanted to check out if you are okay. Even if you hate me and told me I was just a fucking pussy."

"I don't even know you.My name is Sarah Abbott and I live in Hattiesburg.I can even show you my student ID."

"Is this a new kind of flirting or something?" I continued.

"Your eyes expose you, love." he said.

"Also,no one can forget the color of your hair. You should dye it unless you don't wanna get known." he continued.

"I love the color of my hair, thanks for your unnecessary advice." I said.

He laughed. 

"See? You exposed yourself again. And besides, I saw your tattoo." he pointed out to my tattoo with his eyes. 

Through love, all is possible.

It was such a beautiful quote which I read in one of my favourite fantasy books. 

It was in my right arm and I used to have a red string bracelet in my right wrist. However, I cut that and tattoed this precious quote instead.

"Why the fuck are you doing this?I was not in a good state of mind and I misunderstood everything. It was just a stupid instagram flirt. We had thousands of kilometers between us. I did not chose to be here. I found the best option for scholarship and my survival. And I changed my identity.That is it. That is all. I didn't mean it. None of it." I said while my voice was trembling.

He stood silent for a minute. 

"I just wanted to say hi.Seeing you here made me excited." He said.

"That is all then?"I asked.

"If you need anything and if you wanna talk, I can give you my number.I closed my social media accounts. It was a while after when you and I went no contact." and he wrote his number to a sticky note. 

I know.I looked at your account everyday.Even though I blocked you.

"It is actually a sticky note, a flashcard. I can't memorize stuff otherwise." he said. 

I smiled. 

"You still study too much, don't you?" I said and got the sticky note.

"Not gonna lie,I need your belief in me sometimes." 

"Well, I did not mean that at all. Also, I don't think I will ever call." I said. 

"You will." he said. 

"I won't." I answered instantly. 

"We both know that you will." he said and stood up. 

"See you later." he continued and left the coffeeshop.