Travelling Alone
Craning her neck, turning this way and that, she kept staring until he was no longer in sight.
Rachel leant back in the chair, barely aware of what was happening around her. The commotion, the excited chanting of the students, seemed like nothing. Each sound failing to reach her.
Like a void; a black hole of her own making.
She sat in silence, not realising that Jasmine was speaking to her. All she could manage was a continual stare out of the window. Buildings passed her by, flickering into nothing but obscurity. Appropriate, considering how she felt.
Her fingers brushed against the watch on her wrist. The groove of the chain and the raised surface of its face. It hardly registered to her. She thought only of the man who gave it to her.
Eddie.
Kind, caring, foolish Eddie.
Make too many mistakes and it was bound to have repercussions. They should have known better.
Rachel had kissed him and felt the finality. Felt that unsaid goodbye. She wished she could hate her sister, hate him. But she knew she couldn't.
Surrounded by people, knowing he would wait for her return, she had never felt more alone. Perhaps not true. But when one finally discovered happiness, it was hard to let that go.
The clock was ticking. Rachel had to say goodbye at some point.