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She Left
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The second I stepped off the plane at the airport in Paris, I saw Henri waiting for me. I was more than happy to see him already, because after that 18 hour flight I was in no mood to wait.
He still looked the same; Tall, tan, long-ish blonde hair, plaid shirt and cigarette behind his ear.
He smiled and pulled me in for a hug.
"Bienvenue à Paris!" he joked. I laughed, holding tighter onto him. ( Welcome to Paris!)
" Je vous ai manqué" I whispered. ( I missed you)
He pulled away," Donc, je vous entends fuient?" ( So, I hear you are running away?)
" Julia vous dit!" I gasped, eyes widening. (Julia told you?)How dare she tell him about my personal life?!
" Elle est votre amie et elle se soucie de tu. Elle cherche seulement à aider. " (she is your friend and she cares about you. She's only trying to do the right thing. )
I rolled my eyes, grabbing my bag off the conveyor as it passed, which Henri took from my hands to carry himself.
" Ce n'est pas de son entreprise." ( it's none of her business)
" Qui est-il?" He asked curiously, giving me a stern, protective-older-brother- look.(Who is he?)
I glared, walking beside him towards the Airport exit.
" Qu'est-ce qui vous fait penser cela est d'un homme?"
( What makes you this this is about a man?)
Henri chuckled, wrapping an arm around me," Aurélie, je te connais. Alors dites-moi .... qui est-il?"( Aurelie, I know you. Now tell me....who is he?)
I sighed, surrendering as we reached the parking lot, walking towards his small yellow car."Kris Letang. Il joue au hockey avec l'équipe à Pittsburgh, la Penguins."
He nodded, throwing my bags into the back seat and waiting for me before climbing in the front.
" Et vous vous êtes senti quelque chose avec lui si vous avez exécuté?"( and you actually felt something with him so you decided to run?)
"Ce n'est pas aussi simple que cela. " ( its not quite that simple) I responded, biting my lip and relaxing into the seat.
Henri scoffed, starting the car,"Je pense qu'il est. Allons, allons chercher de la nourriture, oui?" ( I think it is. Come on, let's go get some food, yes?)
I smiled a bit," Oui."
Henri pulled out of the lot and toward the centre-ville, where his restaurant was.
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Meanwhile in Pittsburgh
Kris Letang banged on door B14, muttering to himself.
When no one answered, he knocked again, pacing.
"What?!?" a voice yelled as the door swung open.
Kris looked up and sighed.
It was Julia, who looked as if he just woke up. her hair was messy and her make up smeared, and she wore over sized sweatpants, rolled up at the top.
He hadn't seen Aury's spitfire friend in over two weeks ( he hadn't had the nerve to call Aury for three weeks either), but this was exactly how he pictured she'd be; a mess.
He checked his watch; 11:34.
She's just waking up?
" Sorry, Julia, is Aury here?"
Her harsh glare fell, and she frowned, grabbing his arm.
" Come in, we need to talk."
The tiny girl pulled the large defenseman in, slamming the door behind her.
" She's not here," Julia said, walking to the kitchen and digging through the fridge.
" What do you mean? She's working? I can go to the rink, sorr-"
" Kris" she said softly, cutting him off," She left"
The words set in.
In silence he watched her pull out a carton of Chinese food from the fridge, and a fork.
Julia sat up on the counter and started to eat.
" Back to France?" he asked slowly, dreading the answer that would come.
Aury's friend nodded sadly. " She left late last night, her flight left at midnight. She's going to stay with her brother for a while"
Kris felt his heart plummet to the pit of his stomach, clenching and tightening as it fell.
" For how long?"
Julia shrugged," I dunno" she said with a mouth full of food," Couple weeks? A month? Who knows. "
Kris leaned back in his chair where he say at the kitchen table.
" Look, Julia, I really need to see her, I need to set things strait. Maybe I should go see her? Where do they live?"
She rolled her eyes," Not a good idea, buddy boy. Not only would Aurelie hate you for interrupting her time with Henri, but Henri would probably throw you out on the street before you said hello. He's very protective"
Kris frowned," Why?"
Julia stopped eating, looking up at him through her rats nest hair.
" You really dont know her do you? Like did she tell you anything? At all?"
Kris cleared his throat, struggling," Well, uh, no."
Julia nodded, setting down the carton and wiping her hands on a napkin.
" Ok, here's the 411, Aurelie's parents were a bunch of over achieving, bigoted bastards. They always pushed the kids too hard. That's why Aurelie turned to skating at a young age to get away from them.
When LeeLee was...ten? I dunno- Henri ran away to live with an uncle in the center of Paris, which was a big distance because they lived in Marseille down on the coast. Anyway, Aury pushed herself really hard to prove herself. When she was , eh, fifteenish, Her parents started fighting, really bad. So she rebelled. Lots of parties, drinking, drugs- lots of drugs- boys, all that jazz.
The parents didn't like it so they cut her off. But Aury is resourceful and survived just fine from competition winnings.
So then...there was Worlds when she was eighteen, and her parents had rekindled their relationship with her, she cleaned up, but they died in that crash the day of Worlds. She found out right before she was supposed to compete. But pushed herself again. She went on the ice, shocking everyone! How Aurelie of her!" Julia laughed sadly," But she messed up. Big time. Took one bad fall, and her career was over. I don't think she's excepted it yet."
Kris was silent, shocked.
" I-uhm, will you let me known when she comes back? S'il vous plait?" he stuttered.
Julia nodded sadly and watched him walk out of the apartment In a daze.
The second I stepped off the plane at the airport in Paris, I saw Henri waiting for me. I was more than happy to see him already, because after that 18 hour flight I was in no mood to wait.
He still looked the same; Tall, tan, long-ish blonde hair, plaid shirt and cigarette behind his ear.
He smiled and pulled me in for a hug.
"Bienvenue à Paris!" he joked. I laughed, holding tighter onto him. ( Welcome to Paris!)
" Je vous ai manqué" I whispered. ( I missed you)
He pulled away," Donc, je vous entends fuient?" ( So, I hear you are running away?)
" Julia vous dit!" I gasped, eyes widening. (Julia told you?)How dare she tell him about my personal life?!
" Elle est votre amie et elle se soucie de tu. Elle cherche seulement à aider. " (she is your friend and she cares about you. She's only trying to do the right thing. )
I rolled my eyes, grabbing my bag off the conveyor as it passed, which Henri took from my hands to carry himself.
" Ce n'est pas de son entreprise." ( it's none of her business)
" Qui est-il?" He asked curiously, giving me a stern, protective-older-brother- look.(Who is he?)
I glared, walking beside him towards the Airport exit.
" Qu'est-ce qui vous fait penser cela est d'un homme?"
( What makes you this this is about a man?)
Henri chuckled, wrapping an arm around me," Aurélie, je te connais. Alors dites-moi .... qui est-il?"( Aurelie, I know you. Now tell me....who is he?)
I sighed, surrendering as we reached the parking lot, walking towards his small yellow car."Kris Letang. Il joue au hockey avec l'équipe à Pittsburgh, la Penguins."
He nodded, throwing my bags into the back seat and waiting for me before climbing in the front.
" Et vous vous êtes senti quelque chose avec lui si vous avez exécuté?"( and you actually felt something with him so you decided to run?)
"Ce n'est pas aussi simple que cela. " ( its not quite that simple) I responded, biting my lip and relaxing into the seat.
Henri scoffed, starting the car,"Je pense qu'il est. Allons, allons chercher de la nourriture, oui?" ( I think it is. Come on, let's go get some food, yes?)
I smiled a bit," Oui."
Henri pulled out of the lot and toward the centre-ville, where his restaurant was.
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Meanwhile in Pittsburgh
Kris Letang banged on door B14, muttering to himself.
When no one answered, he knocked again, pacing.
"What?!?" a voice yelled as the door swung open.
Kris looked up and sighed.
It was Julia, who looked as if he just woke up. her hair was messy and her make up smeared, and she wore over sized sweatpants, rolled up at the top.
He hadn't seen Aury's spitfire friend in over two weeks ( he hadn't had the nerve to call Aury for three weeks either), but this was exactly how he pictured she'd be; a mess.
He checked his watch; 11:34.
She's just waking up?
" Sorry, Julia, is Aury here?"
Her harsh glare fell, and she frowned, grabbing his arm.
" Come in, we need to talk."
The tiny girl pulled the large defenseman in, slamming the door behind her.
" She's not here," Julia said, walking to the kitchen and digging through the fridge.
" What do you mean? She's working? I can go to the rink, sorr-"
" Kris" she said softly, cutting him off," She left"
The words set in.
In silence he watched her pull out a carton of Chinese food from the fridge, and a fork.
Julia sat up on the counter and started to eat.
" Back to France?" he asked slowly, dreading the answer that would come.
Aury's friend nodded sadly. " She left late last night, her flight left at midnight. She's going to stay with her brother for a while"
Kris felt his heart plummet to the pit of his stomach, clenching and tightening as it fell.
" For how long?"
Julia shrugged," I dunno" she said with a mouth full of food," Couple weeks? A month? Who knows. "
Kris leaned back in his chair where he say at the kitchen table.
" Look, Julia, I really need to see her, I need to set things strait. Maybe I should go see her? Where do they live?"
She rolled her eyes," Not a good idea, buddy boy. Not only would Aurelie hate you for interrupting her time with Henri, but Henri would probably throw you out on the street before you said hello. He's very protective"
Kris frowned," Why?"
Julia stopped eating, looking up at him through her rats nest hair.
" You really dont know her do you? Like did she tell you anything? At all?"
Kris cleared his throat, struggling," Well, uh, no."
Julia nodded, setting down the carton and wiping her hands on a napkin.
" Ok, here's the 411, Aurelie's parents were a bunch of over achieving, bigoted bastards. They always pushed the kids too hard. That's why Aurelie turned to skating at a young age to get away from them.
When LeeLee was...ten? I dunno- Henri ran away to live with an uncle in the center of Paris, which was a big distance because they lived in Marseille down on the coast. Anyway, Aury pushed herself really hard to prove herself. When she was , eh, fifteenish, Her parents started fighting, really bad. So she rebelled. Lots of parties, drinking, drugs- lots of drugs- boys, all that jazz.
The parents didn't like it so they cut her off. But Aury is resourceful and survived just fine from competition winnings.
So then...there was Worlds when she was eighteen, and her parents had rekindled their relationship with her, she cleaned up, but they died in that crash the day of Worlds. She found out right before she was supposed to compete. But pushed herself again. She went on the ice, shocking everyone! How Aurelie of her!" Julia laughed sadly," But she messed up. Big time. Took one bad fall, and her career was over. I don't think she's excepted it yet."
Kris was silent, shocked.
" I-uhm, will you let me known when she comes back? S'il vous plait?" he stuttered.
Julia nodded sadly and watched him walk out of the apartment In a daze.