So This is life... Chapter 2 Pushing away memories (It's late, and I thought why not.)
It's been ten years since Utena has seen Anthy. New York is great. It's so strange to think of her. Utena is tired and tomorrow's shoot will be just as early. Ten years modeling for catalogues, and Utena is still very popular. The tall pretty girl has become a beautiful woman. Her work is constant and it keeps her busy. She never worries about her weight because she's always on the move. Stay busy, she thinks, so I won't think of her. A brisk walk home, the gym, and then walk the dog. What is it? She remembers, I'm meeting him today.
He is tall, handsome and kind. Alexander makes Utena smile. He always has the right words, the right swagger, it's captivating. He talks about himself, his work, his car, his apartment, and his money. Alexander is vain, but Utena can't take her eyes off of him. He's like that first cup of coffee in the morning you gotta have. Maybe it's his voice its intoxicating, melodic, dreamy like him. She likes his big hands when he grabs hers and insist this is the way to walk. She's always walking to some fake place at work. So she doesn't mind when she's dragged along. She wonders, is he right for her.
"I said shut up and give me what I want!" Yells the stranger.
'Listen, O.K'. whimpers Alexander. Here's my wallet only don't hurt us man.' Utena can feel the pistol digging into her ribs, and her blood continues to boil.
"Alright pinky, give me your purse, let's go". Pinky, she thinks, oh he means my hair.
'First take that gun off of me, and I'll give you what you need". Utena replies angrily.
Her attacker reluctantly, removes the pistol and it is all she needs. Utena quickly pushes the robber off balance and sweeps the back of his feet. He falls on his back, and fires off a round from his gun, no one is hit. His gun slides under a dumpster.
He looks like Akio to Utena. He is eye catching for a thief, lovely, Utena grabs a lid from the metal garbage can next to her and she slams it into the mans face. The first strike catches him off guard as he tries to raise his head from the ground. It is hard, and he see's sparkling flashes of light. His face makes Utena sick, and she hits him again in the face. The second hit draws blood, and Utena can't control herself. She finds pleasure in her strikes. All those Judo and Karate classes have paid off. Utena hits him again and again, and again with the metal lid. She can see the lid is buckling from her abuse. I hate him, he's caused me so much pain. I want to see him suffer. I want that smug look on his handsome face gone. I hate Akio.
"Utena, Utena", shrieks Alexander, "that's enough, he's not moving, baby it's alright". A police officer approaches with his gun drawn and demands that she drop the lid. Utena obliges.
Later, that evening Alexander stares at Utena standing in her apartment doorway. "Can I come in? You o.k.?" he asks.
'Umm, I'm o.k., but I'm tired, I'll see you tomorrow,' She replies.
"O.K., tomorrow, karate momma!" Laughs Alexander. Utena watches him leave. It is the last time she will see him, but she doesn't have the heart to tell him. How can she explain her rage today? What the hell is wrong with her? She thinks sleep may be her solution. Muffin, her golden retreiver licks her face when Utena climbs into bed. He's a good dog, affectionate and obedient. Utena turns off her lamp by her bed. She lays her head on her pillow and wonders, what's wrong with me? The very thought of Akio reminds her of who is missing in her life, Anthy.