Two broken souls reuinte

Green tanktop, blue army leggings, green and orange shoes.

Aisha stood under one of the many small tunnels. She was warming up by twisting and turning her body and jumping on the spot. She was going for a run to keep some of the voices down. Damn big cities always had so much noise that she wanted to cancel out. She had even put on some headphones that covered her whole ears and soundproofed everything, so it was just her own music and some of the voices that could pull her. She had gotten a manager and things seemed to go in the right direction with her music, and she was going to release her first album in a couple of weeks. It gave her shivers that she was getting closer to one of her many goals in life, though she knew that she needed a grand number of goals if they had to last throughout her lifetime. Damned immortality.

One, two, three!

And there she went, sprinting away, pushing her own thoughts and the spirits away. Running away from every problem, leaving only the music in the headphones to accompany her, besides from how she sometimes could hear how she breathed. She had been running for almost an hour and was close to be finished when she turned a corner, running out of a tunnel and in a direction of a well-known face. She slowed downed and eventually she started walking. Her heart was beating in her throat, she had a metallic taste in her mouth and her lungs were fighting for air. “H-hi,” she greeted him still trying to catch her breath she pushed her headphones off, so they rested against her neck.

He seemed flabbergasted by her appearance, was it better if she just left? Was it too soon to even have a conversation? She had no idea, but she knew that she was cautious of how well he was doing, after all they hadn’t been speaking for months. Now, Aisha wasn’t sure, but she had an idea that the extra free time had been what had caused her to get a manager and get on with her goals. He stepped closer and it immediately made her eyes seek to his, trying to read him and his actions, hoping she wouldn’t get too surprised.

He apologized. She wanted to thank him for the apology, but as he asked if they could start from the beginning, she felt like she was thrown off the hook. Just like that, he wanted to start from the beginning. “What’s the beginning for you?” she asked, still out of breath, being a little cautious about how he almost tripped. Was he feeling alright?
She licked her lips and put her hands on her hips, “I-I’m doing alright. I’m releasing an album in a couple of weeks,” she informed him nodding a little, pulling on a smile, a little wider than she might wish, but just to calm him down. He seemed out of it, and it worried her.

Aisha nodded a little as he finally replied. He wanted to star completely over, from when they had first met. A completely fresh start, with no ties to what hey had once been. She nodded slowly. “We can try that,” she replied, letting them start on a fresh, even though she knew that she would never be able to forget what they had. It would always have something to say in the back of her head, nagging her.

She nodded approvingly. “Yeah, contract and all. Everything is going in the right direction,” she assured him, to let him know, that she was doing great, even though he wasn’t by her side. She was strong enough to stand alone and she didn’t want to rely on someone else to aim for her goals.

Her brows raised interested as he spoke about archery and food. She looked towards the different paths that she usually ran on to finish up, before she could reply, he said something that didn’t truly make sense to her, but somehow it sounded like a pick-up line, but she chose to l let it pass her. “It sounds like a good idea, but,” she gestured to how sweaty she was. She even twirled around so he could see how sweat had glided down her back, and how her hair had stuck itself to her neck, and how, even her pants, were sweatily soaked. “I’m not really the one to take out for lunch,” she said and looked back up at him with a light chuckle. “And I don’t know if dogs are allowed in,” she mentioned and pointed towards the dog discreetly, so he knew that she wasn’t trying to be mean and say he was a dog.

Aisha pulled on a small smile as he assured her that she wouldn’t regret it. She hoped not. Her brows raised as he moved towards her almost as if he wanted to hug her, but he stopped himself. She surely wasn’t ready for that kind of friendship where you hugged yet. Things had gotten a little odd ever since they had broken up. She surely didn’t feel just as physical as she had once been. Aisha took a greater breath in as he explained that the dog and he didn’t mind that she was sweaty. Now, she knew that, but it was more for everyone else that she didn’t walk around like a sweaty Asian.
She smiled a little greater as he found another way that they could do things much easier. “We can just get something to go, yeah,” she agreed. “Anything you’d like?” she wondered, ready to walk towards the nearest street so they could find some kind of café or sandwich bar where they could buy something to go, or maybe just some kind of shake. There were plenty of options. As he moved towards her, clearly showing that he wanted a hug, she took a step aside, giving him a grimace, “Sorry,” she said with a slightly sad smile.

Aisha nodded as he recommended a simple sandwich and something to drink. That sounded fair. A small smile spread on his lips as he asked about her archery skills. “Yeah, I’m quite good. What about you?” She looked towards him as he offered splitting the prices, “We can just pay for our own food and drinks,” she offered instead. It was easier.

Aisha could feel how it almost ran her cold down the back as he called her beautiful. There was just something about it that didn’t sound correct anymore. “I uh, I’ve been getting quite a lot done. I’m releasing an album soon,” she replied. “What have you been up to?”

Aisha shook her head, “You really don’t have to do that,” she told him with a gentle smile, “I can pay for myself,” she assured him. When he suddenly stopped, she did too, simply to turn a little and look at him. When he explained everything, she could feel how she felt bad for him. This had taken a bigger toll on him than it had done on her, or at least he had made some decisions and gotten away from things that he didn’t find healthy anymore, on the other hand, she imagined that quitting the pack he had been a part of might have been a bad idea. It was good to have the pack to pick one up. Almost like another family. He had cut off contact with Logan and Delilah. She could almost feel how her shoulders sank, that friendship had also seemed like a ticking bomb. She nodded a little while he spoke, showing him that she listened. “It seems like you had a lot to do,” she said with a kind smile, letting her hands find each other to warm them a little. “Yeah, I can tell you when it’s out,” she assured him with a soft smile, wrapping her arms around herself, almost in a hug. She nodded towards where they had just agreed to get something to eat. “Shall we continue?”

She agreed for them to continue, and so she did. She did see how his hand was out for her to take, but she didn’t act upon it, but simply interlocked her fingers with each other, leaving her hands innocently in front of herself. She thanked him with a soft smile as he held the door for him. Sweet, but nothing necessary.
While they were in queue, he looked towards him, with a wondering expression, trying to find a reply for his question. She was about to open her mouth when he added a bit more. Didn’t he already know this? “I don’t- I don’t really have a favorite. I don’t wat movies enough to have a favorite,” she explained with a soft smile. “Do you have a favorite movie?” she returned the question.

She smiled a little, thinking this was an odd conversation to have. Favorite movies and genres. The almost had a ‘relationship’ for a year, and this was what they talked about? She folded her lips shortly before she looked back up at him with a wider smile.
They arrived and got some food for themselves. She picked a little at her food  before she looked up as he spoke about her family. A short chuckle left him. She was a family person after all, even though one might believe it since she had moved to the other side of the globe, simply to live out her dream. “My grandmother is getting old. Even though banshees live forever, she believes it might be her time,” she said and nodded a little sad. “But I think my brother is going to visit soon enough,” she said and raised her brows a little, “That is… Going to be very interesting,” she finished and licked her lips. She wasn’t even sure what to think about her brother. “And your mom?” she wondered, having no clue about what had happened.