Chance Meeting.

It was hot, and the sun shown high in the cloudless, bright blue sky. Kestra walked silently across the new grass, her feet squishing down on its lush green blades. As she looked around herself, she found her mind wandering, getting lost in the beauty around her. It was peaceful, serene, she liked it. The suddenly, there he was. She could just make out his figure across the park, that strut of his that she knew so well. This was her chance. This was the moment she could turn and walk away. He hadn't seen her yet, so it wouldn't be difficult to just turn around, walk away, and blend in to the distant scenery. But she hesistated. Was this really what she wanted to do? Avoid his gaze, avoid the conflict? Or does she just continue forward as if she hadn't seen him, and leave the rest up to him. She played over the different scenarios in her head, imagining all the possible outcomes....
She continued forward confidently, avoiding his gaze at all costs. She stared intently at the horizon, memorizing every detail of the path in front of her, noticing the bush of beautiful pink roses that lingered on the edge of the path right before it turned out of sight. She had almost successfully made it past, when she heard his footsteps stop. Shoot, she thought, that can't be good. She quickened her pace, hoping that she was imagining things, and that he hadn't seen her, but soon she was not alone.
"Hey," he said breathlessly, trying to keep up with her speed-walking. He was significantly taller than she was, so it wasn't all that difficult to match her pace with his long legs. She kept her eyes straight head.
"I don't want to talk to you," she responded coldly.
"I know," he said quietly, "but I just thought-"
"I don't care what you thought, Matt," she cut him off, "I don't want to talk to you." She quickened her pace. He did the same.
"But why?" he questioned.
She couldn't contain herself anymore. "Because I can't!" she yelled, holding her eyes steady on the horizon. She stopped walking. He stopped as well, waiting for her to continue, until finally she turned to look at him. When there eyes met.....

She snapped out of her daydream. Well that's not going to work, she thought to herself. She knew that the second she looked into those eyes, all thoughts of anger would fly straight out of her head. She couldn't let that happen. Time for a different scenario. If I simply turn and walk away right now...
"Kestra?"
She jumped as she heard his voice. In all her daydreaming, she hadn't realized how close he'd gotten.
"Hey," she tried to fake a smile.
"It's been forever," he laughed as he gave her a big Matt-hug. She hated those, they only made her love him more.
There was silence for a moment. Just a moment ago there had been a million things running circles in her head, all the words that she wanted to say to him. Now, there was nothing. She looked into those hazel eyes, and there was nothing.
"Look..." she started.
Woah, we're halfway there, woah-oh, living on a prayer. It was her cell phone. She sighed heavily, reaching in her pocket to check out the caller id.
"It's alright," he said, "I gotta go anyways. It was nice seeing you, Kes." He gave her another hug, then continued on towards the parking lot.
Crap. She hit the silence button on the side of her cell phone to stop the annoying ringtone. Saved by the Bon Jovi. Now that's a new one, she thought. Eventually she was gonna have to tell him, but she was kind of relieved that it didn't have to be right then. Kestra had been preparing for this day for quite awhile, going over and over in her head what she was going to say to him, but there was always something stopping her. Something always seemed to get in the way. But eventually it was going to happen. It had to happen. He has to know what he did to me.