Mon Amour
Chapter 1 – Found
I miss my family…my friends….my love. I miss them all. I miss him. I miss Francis. Francis Bonnefoy. Yeah, that's right. The former womanizer. He settled down when we got together. So many women tried to beat me. Only for one reason. They were jealous, jealous that I had Francis…all to myself and not any other. Yeah. I wish I with him now….in his arms.
Ever since I left to go on this trip I've missed him. I got stranded. I haven't seen him since. I haven't been able to contact him any way at all. I've been gone for five months. That's three months longer than I was supposed to be gone. I'll bet he is worried….or moved on thinking I left him. Probably, the first one. He isn't the kind of man to give up; especially on the woman he loves.
Again…I'm crying. These salty tears escaping my eyes and then rolling down my face. Then dropping onto the ground I'm knelt over on my knees. My eyes sting from crying so much. My head hurts. My heart is broken.
How did I even get lost in this jungle? Oh, wait that's right! I was ditched by the other tourists when they heard a tiger roar. They trampled me. By the time I had come to, they were gone! Damn them all!
"Crying….isn't going to help…"
The smells of Madagascar are a little calming. The different flower scents. The smell of tropical fruits, like coconuts and bananas. Still….it doesn't fix anything.
I get up and start to walk. I stop at a palm tree and look up to see if it has any fruit. I'm in luck. There is a bunch of bananas up there. Now, how I am supposed to get them? I start to look around for something to knock them down. No luck around me, so I look behind a tree. Then, I feel a tap on my shoulder and then a very familiar and much missed French accented voice speaks.
"Angel? Is that you?" Francis voice said full concern and hope.
"Francis?!" I turned around instantly and tackled hugged him to the ground.
"It is you!" He said and caressed my cheek with his hand.
I kissed him and he kissed back. I hoped this wasn't one of my agonizing dreams again. This one seemed too real though. I pulled away.
"Francis, is this real? Or am I dreaming again?" Tears filled my eyes.
"Non, this is real. Angel, I'm right here. Please don't cry…" He said softly hugging me close and stroking my hair. I slowly stopped crying. I looked up and right then I got lost in his beautiful blue eyes. He smiled.
"Angel? You there?"Francis asked playfully and purposely moved his head.
"Hey!" I protested.
He snickered at me and then picked me up.
"We got to back to the plane and back home. On the way, tell me what happened…" His voice was full of concern but still excited. I nodded and told him everything. About the dreams. The nightmares. The starving. The thirst. Everything.
Before we got into the plane, he set me down and kissed me. I kiss him back happily wrapping my arms around his neck and his arms wrapping around my waist.