Chapter 3
After the Weekend
The scent of hazelnut fills my mind as I sit in the small office with my computer slowly placing an order to avoid returning to my employees to deal with the morning rush. I know I don't have to help, but I am here. I sigh sitting with my head in my hands. A soft knock on my office door jolts me from my daze. I look up to see a bouquet full of flowers being held by my manager, Jessica. She smiles big, "Guess there was more to Bludhaven than you let on."
"Yes, but I don't feel like discussing it right now." I sigh taking the flowers and putting them on my desk with the beautiful crystal vase. I smile at the lilies with baby breath. My favorite. "Jessica, I need you to close today."
"Is everything alright?"
"Yes, just not in the mood to be around people today." I sit down in the seat to the computer to finish the order to keep the café open. Jessica leaves as my attention directs at the screen. My head is pounding with the feelings flooding me from everyone. Although Richard is hours away, Im picking up everyones feelings. No I cant feel his, but it makes my emotions raw how we left everything. With closing the computer I read the note attached to the card.
Rachel,
Thinking of your beautiful face every day.
Forever yours,
Richard Grayson
The smile fills my face before I can think. What the hell am I doing? I cant think of him. Why did he even send these? We agreed on a weekend, and then he proposes to me. sighing I throw the flowers in the trash grabbing my purse, I lock my office. With a wave I walk out onto the busy streets. He should have proposed when we before the team went our own ways. He should have asked me to go with, or to stay. I needed him, but he didn't want me. Richard needed to break free of Robin, and he did. Now as Nightwing, he returns to me. I plug my earbuds in as I walk down the busy side walk of Seattle. Sappy songs is all I've been listening to lately. They sooth me. Closer by the Chainsmokers and Halsey just sends shivers down my spine.
Walking up my steps im almost in tears. I wasn't prepared for this. I wandered for months not knowing where to go after he left. Finally finding Seattle I called it home. Ive loved him since I was 16, here I am 10 years later still in love with him. Sliding to my floor I sit in my dark and quiet apartment with tears sliding down my face. My couch floats in the air as my emotions grow. Im weeping as the glass coffee table bursts. Slumping into a ball I cry myself to sleep.
Love Sucks.