Yes, I manage to spit these out ever so often. This one will be a series of one-shots. Well, if you like it of course…
Cherish
I knew something big was going to happen today. I knew it.
I knew it the moment I looked up into my husband's face and saw the drool coming down from the side of his lips. I knew it when I gripped his muscular arm and pulled myself up to kiss the other side. I knew it when his eyes fluttered open and he looked up at me in his still drowsy state of mind. I just… knew it.
Which is why I wore the expression that made him look at me the way he did…
"… Koi…? Wha… what's wrong?" his voice dripped with concern and lethargy.
But, I couldn't tell him. Not that I didn't want to, I just didn't know what to say. How do you tell someone who hangs on your every word that you feel something life-changing could happen at any moment?
"Nothing, sweetie," I replied, wiping the look of confusion that was noticeably edged into my face. "I just had a weird dream."
And, so the day went on. Inuyasha, my magnificent mate, pried himself from the bed to go get into the shower while I began to prepare his favorite breakfast: scrambled eggs and ramen.
I'm chuckling now… remembering this. I complained for so long before I relented in making that for him. After a while, I just loved to see how his face lit up when he walked into the kitchen.
Later, he kissed me goodbye as he headed out of the door to his office job at the advertising company. I never thought he would enjoy a job like that, but he loved going to work everyday. He was so full of ideas… creativity…
I gathered my things to get into the shower so I could prepare for my day off with my sister. We decided to make use of my husband's healthy promotion and go shopping.
Passing the sink I noticed a pink and white box sitting at the edge. As I picked it up, I realized that it was a pregnancy test, one I bought weeks ago when I noticed I was late.
He was probably looking for something and noticed it was in there… I thought to myself.
It was then that I realized I was late… again… extremely late…
Caution radiated through my body and I immediately thought it was necessary that I take the test. It was the only way I could know for sure.
Twenty minutes later, I was on the phone with my sister speaking in heightened levels of excitement and ecstasy. I was having Inuyasha's baby. Finally. It had been four long years since we'd tied the knot, and for the past year we had been trying to get pregnant.
The next person I called was my husband, thinking it not fair that my sibling know before the baby's father.
"You… you're kidding… we… no! We're having a…"
He could barely get his words out. But, I knew he was happy. He told me he would get off of work to come home and 'take care of me.' I laughed and told him that him coming home and 'taking care of me' never sounding like what the words meant.
Nevertheless, he came home at three instead of four and the first thing he did when he entered the door was kiss me. He grabbed my cheeks and pressed him lips into mine with more force than ever before. I laughed into his kiss and pushed back with the same amount of feeling and joy.
We were having a baby.
After all the kissing and 'I love you's were said and the staring into each other's love-filled eyes was over, we retreated to the living room couch to talk about our future plans. We decided that it was time to move out of our tiny apartment and get a newer, bigger place for us and the baby. We talked about names and colors. We talked about great schools in the area and if we would use daycare.
And, in the middle of it all, I thought, Wow. So this was it. I knew something big was going to happen today. I just knew it!
My husband was called back into work.
He kissed me deeply at the door before he closed it behind him.
I watched from the open window as he approached the street.
He suddenly stopped and turned looked up at me, genuine grin on his face.
He hollered up to me.
"Get some sleep, babe! You're going to need it for tonight!"
I grinned back at him and called him a pervert.
"Yeah, but you love me. You always loved me. And I lo-"
How does a driver not see themselves before they cause two peoples' world to dissolve right in front of them?
Why does everything seem to stop moving when life as you know it comes to an end?
When does the sound come back when utter shock overwhelms you?
…
And… who is that deformed person laying on the ground staring up at me?
The love of my life could never look so ugly…
Never so… unfortunate…
Fatal…
Ethereal…
Red…
No. Not the man I love. It has to be someone else. Yes, it has to be another young passerby with hopes and dreams and a wife who is having his child.
But, the most important questions are…
Where in the road ahead does the heart-wrenching vision in your mind… the vision that keeps you up at night… the vision that makes you burst out in tears at the super-market… the vision that stabs you in the heart over and over…
Where in life does it go away?
And, why is it the one vision you cherish the most?
Did you cry, or was it too brief for you to? Review and tell me what you think.