Chapter 2

Five minutes after they left the meeting room, Jaime Lannister was trying to compose himshelf from what had just happened.

I must follow her, he thought , maybe she hasn't left yet,maybe she was here. I must see her,talk to her,hold her.

He ran down the stairs and rushed out of the company's main exit. He looked around and saw the band getting to the car and saying goodye to Brienne who was obviously not going with them.

That's my chance,he though. The tall girl walked througjh the street dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt in her androgyno style, her steps different from amy other girl he had ever seen. He was lucky that she was too tall and he could easily locate jer cause his eyes where full of tears. For twenty minutes he was following from a distance not finding the courage to talk to her.

Then suddenly she turned right the street and he lost her from his sight. He went to the same way when he was sudďenly pushed upon the wall by a strong body.

"What do you want? Why are you following me?", asked threateningly the familiar voice of Brienne while her eyes where piercing on him.

These blue eyes,he though . i could be be lost in this ocean i want to die drowing in this ocean. Her scent,her smooth flesh, her breath upon my face.

" Brienne ", he found the courage to say, and his mind was trying to process that she was there in front of him." My Brienne",he whispered again.

She pulled abruptly her body and put a distance between them, like he was dirty or painful to her.

"I'm not your Brienne", she told him, her voice cold like she was holding the anger and the hate of the whole world. This voice that warmed him throught the longest winter night, that was whispering declatations of love during their lovemaking and called his name when she reached her peak,on that other long lost lifetime. When they were one for that life, the present life and the lifes that would come.

*But you remember me Brienne,i know it, you have memories of me , feelings from another lifetime" ,his voice low and pleading.

She looked him for a moment thinking. Then her voice gravely said:

"I once knew a Jaime Lannister who could have loved an ugly and naive female knight who loved and trusted him. But he couldn't love her because his life, existence and heart belonged to his sister Cercei, his other half. But these people are long gone. There is any connection between us , we never met."

And with indeference she left him there as he watched her go one more time.

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Back home Jaime put a glass of whiskey though it was still 6 p.m. , he hadn't gone to work after that. He took his car and drove away. He wasn't goimg somewhere, he justkt driving for hours around the city till he was tired and returned home.

Hos phone rang and he answered to his best friend David who askex him if he would go with him tonight at the new club that opened one of their friends. Maybe it's a good idea he though He would go crazy if he stayed a little bit alone with hos memoriez. Maybe if i drink too much i wiil faint and forget everything .

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The new club "Estella" was not far away from his home. He met David around eleven o clock waiting outside of it with three young girls around 25 years old dressed in impressive sexy dresses. One of them couldn't take her hands of Jaime from the moment she saw him.

"You can never really go out without female company",he whispered annoyed to David

" Come on now mate, she is sexy as hell and she hasn't take her eyes from you.",answered David.

Then the world just stopped and his eyes fell upon a girl he just saw. In the low lights of the club he recognized Broenne's face and het tall figure. She was dressed in black pants and t shirt , standing next to Podrick who was dancing and enjoying the music while she was standing, feeling insecure and looking around her with her innocent blue eyes. His heart had stopped. For all the bad things he had done and the damaged person he was. He had once been loved from the most beautiful woman in the world.

The beat of the music changed to a slow romantic. There was no one else for him only her and he begun to push the people who were dancing to reach her. In the middle of hos way the girl that was with him the whole night, named Violet, approached him.

"Where are you going? I was looking for you", she told him.

He didn't answer, his whole world was Brienne. The girl turned to see where he was looking.

"Oh my god ! ", she said mockingly" look at that tall girl with the awful clothes, she is so ugly, she is not even wearing some make up to hide her ugliness. I would be very ashamed to go out if i was like her"

Jaime felt his anger rising, he turned to look at Violet, her perfext make up, red lips, the short black dress that didn't hide anything at all. She looked like a whore, he thought and showed his disgust with a stare.

He reached Brienne from behind. She didn't see him so he just took her hand and turned her around, putting his hand around her waist.

She was shocked when she saw him. They began dancing in a slow passionate dance. For a while none of them talked. They just looked each other.

"What are you doing?", she asked not believing Jaime Lannister was dancing wirh her. He didn't answer immediately. He let himself to enjoy the way they were holding each other. How much he had longed for it. An eternity! He took a deep breath taking her scent, that he couldn't forget and let the song guide their steps.

"The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

I'd never dreamed that i'd meet somebody like you

And i'd never dreamed that i'd lose somebpody like you.

No i don't wanna fall in love. With you."

"I once had left a dance with a woman in the middle,"he told her, " it was a dance on a bridge with a wonderful, unique woman. We were alone with the trees and the birds . There was no music, only the sound of our swords kissing, as we were dancing around each other."

He saw a tear running from her eyes . he cupped her face and pulled her to a deep passionate kiss. He didn't know how much time they were kissing only that he was thirsty for her lips. When they stopped to take a breath, he was feeling dizzy like he was drunk. But she was crying.

He wanted to confort her to ask what he could do for her to feel good. He had so many to tell her, so many things to apologise for. But he hadn't the time.

"I must go", she told him wiping her tears. And before he could say something, she had left leaving him dizzy feeling like he had a fever.