Numb.

That's how I feel.

The professor is talking but everything he says seems to enter one ear and leave through the other.
Events from last night keeps on playing in my head like it's been placed on repeat.

Scott broke up with me? I mean I did want to call quits first, but still...
Scott broke up with me??

The most torturous part of it all is that while I'm sad, confused and heartbroken over Scott, a little part of me is relieved...

Breaking the news to the girls was something. When I told them he called things off instead of vice versa as planned, their marvelled expressions only made the reality of the situation sink in deeper.
They tried to console me by bad mouthing Scott, but guess what? Turns out there really isn't anything negative to say about him.

Why can't things go right in my life for once?

Too deep in thought to notice that the lecture hall is now empty till my message tone goes off, grabbing my attention.

How long did I space out?

I quickly reach for my phone but see it's a text message from Sean. A sigh escapes my lips, I thought it'd be Scott or maybe any other of my friends, just not Sean! Ignoring his text, I grab my bag and make my way out of the hall and towards the parking lot, but the person I see leaning on the body of my car takes me by surprise.

He has on a white shirt and black suit pants, and looks like he rushed out from work. I can't lie and say he doesn't look good one bit, cause he did. His head soon turns my direction and his eyes locks with mine. We stand for a while staring at each other, he has an eyebrow quirked up as if questioning why I'm staring at him like I just saw a ghost.

"Sean?" My head turns side ways, scanning the area. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you." He removes his back from the body of my car.

"Well I don't want to see you.”

I walk past him to unlock the car, but he places a hand on the door to stop me.

"I heard." His voice huskier than usual.

"Heard what?” I huff.

"About Scott.”

Silence.

"I came to give my support.” He says afterwards.

I chuckle and push back a strand of my hair.

His support? He's the cause of everything.

"Please go.” I plead, my head to the ground.

"I can't.”

My head slowly comes to face him.

"Please just go.”

"I won't.”

"Plea—”

He shocks me by enveloping me in a tight hug. My nostrils breathe in his heavenly scent, and suddenly the weight on my shoulders seem lighter.

"I was going to break up with him cause I thought he was cheating on me.” I mumble into his chest.

He stills but says nothing.

"Turns out his side chick is his mom. I feel so stupid! I left a perfectly good guy who just happens to care about me for the unknown.”

No further words are shared. We remain in our position,holding each tightly before he leans out and says,
"Come with me."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Karaoke?” I question.

My eyes wander round the room, taking in its dim lightning, the bar at the back, the front stage with two microphones and speakers by the side and the different men,women,families and youngsters seated in the large white coloured room.

"Music does wonders to the mind." Sean replies.

"I'm really not in the moo-"

"Sean Jones? And Katrina Darren?" The man on the microphone announces.

Sean turns to face me with a broad smile on his face that I want to smack off so bad.

"When did you find the time to—”

"Sean and Katrina? The stage is all yours." The man repeats, cutting me off from completing my statement.

"Well." Sean gets up and stretches out a hand to help me to my feet. "After you darling."

Muttering cusses under my breath, I get up and follow him to the stage. As soon as we get there, the stage light comes on, making it hard for me to see the crowd.

Well if I can't see their disapproving looks, the better for me.

The beat of Bruno Mar's; Locked out of Heaven, starts playing and I begin to sing along to it.
My voice is terrible,I know, but it doesn't stop me from singing and laughing at how terrible I sound. The chorus soon comes and Sean joins in, his voice way better than mine.

For a moment I forget. I forget everything; my problems, my insane relationship with my mother, the fact that I'm showing off my terrible singing skills to a bunch of strangers in the room.

I forget Scott.

And at that moment, the insane voice in my head comes back, but it doesn't tell me the mere ugly truth about my life. No, it tells me something way uglier.

You didn't leave Scott for the unknown, you left him for him.

I stare at Sean who's singing his heart out into the microphone and a small smile forms on my lips, but it goes as soon as it comes.

I can't go down the same road twice.

Happy New Year. 😊

This is kind of unedited😁 , but I would edit it soon.