There are no obvious differences about the club as I enter through the front doors, the heavy scent of cologne continues to pervade the air, the lights remain dim, even Clyde resumes his duties behind the bar. Yet the unsettling sense of something missing continues to gnaw at me. Of course, it's Angelo's absence, I didn't realise his presence gave so much influence to the club, such a strange sensation, like the heart of the club, has been removed, leaving it lifeless. I have to wonder if anyone else senses this, or only me?
I find myself drawn to the bar, to the seat I first found Angelo sitting. As I approach, my mind wanders back to that first memory. though in this version, Frankie doesn't block my view. As Angelo turns in his seat, our eyes lock, mesmerising me, hypnotising me, drawing me closer to him. My fingertips caress the back of the stool. As I inhale, his scent cuts through the thick cologne. His essence remains here, even though he does not, I find it comforting. I ease myself into his seat, allowing his essence to consume me.
“Hey, Eva,” Clyde breaks the trance.
My eyes spring open to find him leaning his elbows on the bar. “Hey, Clyde. How are you?” …show more content…
Yourself?”
“Can't complain.”
“How long are you staying tonight?”
“Only until the girls know what they're singing, then I'm off home again.”
“I'm off when Mary and Derrick arrive.” He stands tall, running a hand through his hair. “Would you like to go for a drink after?”
A slight curl caresses my lips. Clyde has shown his interests in me before, but until now, I never felt I could accept his advances. Though my heart continues to yearn for Angelo, it's time for me to set it free for another. “Sure. I'd like that.”
“There's a pub on the corner of this road. Being a weeknight, it shouldn't be too
I find myself drawn to the bar, to the seat I first found Angelo sitting. As I approach, my mind wanders back to that first memory. though in this version, Frankie doesn't block my view. As Angelo turns in his seat, our eyes lock, mesmerising me, hypnotising me, drawing me closer to him. My fingertips caress the back of the stool. As I inhale, his scent cuts through the thick cologne. His essence remains here, even though he does not, I find it comforting. I ease myself into his seat, allowing his essence to consume me.
“Hey, Eva,” Clyde breaks the trance.
My eyes spring open to find him leaning his elbows on the bar. “Hey, Clyde. How are you?” …show more content…
Yourself?”
“Can't complain.”
“How long are you staying tonight?”
“Only until the girls know what they're singing, then I'm off home again.”
“I'm off when Mary and Derrick arrive.” He stands tall, running a hand through his hair. “Would you like to go for a drink after?”
A slight curl caresses my lips. Clyde has shown his interests in me before, but until now, I never felt I could accept his advances. Though my heart continues to yearn for Angelo, it's time for me to set it free for another. “Sure. I'd like that.”
“There's a pub on the corner of this road. Being a weeknight, it shouldn't be too