Back To Your Heart

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Brian stood up to let Nick sit down again. Nick looked particularly sad. Nick just closed his eyes and turned towards the window. Brian shrugged and got up to go to the bathroom.

"WHY DOESN'T THIS GODDAMN DOOR EVER LOCK?" I shouted as to my surprise Brian entered.

"EMILY!" he cried.

"Just about to leave," I said pushing past him. Brian pulled my arm back in. Not again…

"Emily…please…" Brian started.

I tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge. "God dammit…" I whispered. Kicking it lightly.

"Emily…I know you aren't willing to forgive me just yet but please…hear me out," Brian started, his body was next to mine as well. The bathroom was so SMALL!!!! I could smell his cologne, the same one he wore everyday. Ralph Lauren. I breathed it in. I remember how much I used to love that smell. I didn't say anything and I just listened. He continued.

"I miss you… You still don't really understand why we broke up. I just wanted to tell you. It's all for the best," Brian said. Like I haven't heard that one before.

"I suppose that the blonde girl you were making out with is better than me, did you break up with me because it was for the best? Or because we didn't make out enough behind the Pizza Bowl?" I asked him sarcastically.

"Kelly?" Brian asked.

"I couldn't care less what her goddamn name is," I cried out.

"Well here's a name you'd know, how about Nick?" Brian asked me raising an eyebrow.

"What about Nick?" I asked.

"Don't tell me that you weren't kissing him at the airport earlier," Brian cried.

"Leave Nick out of this! At least he has the decency to call once in awhile. And gosh…you know what? He actually cares about me!" I shouted. Desperately trying to open the bathroom door.

"Ladies and gentlemen…please return to your seats. This is an urgent emergency, we are having trouble with our pilots and would like you to please review the safety manual in front of you," a female voice said over the microphones.

I leaned against the door and cried. Brian desperately tried kicking it.

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