Well, this is it, the Last story of the collection for the season, and it's a short New Year's Story. I want to thank everyone who read and suggested ideas. I had fun. I wish everyone a Happy New Year , may it go great ! See you with Future stories! So, Today's story is a younger Rita and Lynn and their first married New Year's eve. Like I said it's short.
Story 21: Sick of this year
Prompt/ Premise: Pre-parenthood Rita and Lynn bring in the new year
It was New Year's Eve morning, one of those days where everyone is waiting for the night because the night is when the year changes. In their small apartment in Royal Woods, Rita awake from the bed to greet the new day. She looked out the window to see the last sun rise of the year. She and her husband of 7 months were going out for a New Year's party, at least that was the plan. Fate had a cruel way of stepping in.
A couple hours later, Lynn had woken up he cleared his throat it was feeling scratchy. He couldn't smell through his nose and he still felt tired. He let out a cough. At first, he just thought he needed some water, coffee, and to just wake up. In the kitchen when Rita saw him, she was shocked.
"Lynn, you look awful," she said.
"Gee, thanks Honey, you don't look that good when you wake up either," he sniped.
"No, I mean you don't look well," she said.
"I guess, I didn't get a good…a… choo," he said, with a sneeze.
Rita placed her hand on her husband's forehead.
"You're hot, I think you're sick," she replied.
"I can't be sick, we have this banging' New Year's party to go to," he complained.
"Maybe, you get back to bed, and fight this off," she said.
He didn't feel like arguing mostly because standing felt like a chore.
Through the day, Rita tended to her husband. She got him soup, tea, made sure he was comfortable. He kept repeating that he was going to be well by the evening to go out and party. "Don't worry about that, just rest," she said. After a long nap, he woke up and looked at the clock it was 6:15 PM. He tried to get out of bed and get dressed for the party.
"What do you think you're doing?" Rita asked.
Lynn, who had barely moved out of the bed, because he felt woozy, said, "I'm getting ready for the party," he said.
She touched his forehead again, and replied, "You aren't going anywhere but staying in that bed."
"You're right, I can barely even stand," he said in defeat.
"I brought you some congestion medicine," she said.
"Honey, you should still go; I don't want to be the reason you can't go," he replied.
"Oh, I don't care about that party; I want to be with you."
She sat next to him on the bed and rubbed her hands in his hair with a smile on her face.
"I'd rather us spend our first New Year as Mr. and Mrs. Loud here, then be out by myself," she replied.
"I don't know how I ended up with such a sweet woman like you," he said.
She kissed on his forehead, "I'm glad I ended up with such a hot man."
They watched a couple old movies on TV as they waited for the year to change. Rita had ordered Chinese food and gave Lynn a spicy soup to help him get better.
"One day, we'll be eating from my restaurant," he said.
"I know we will," she replied.
"We've had a great year," he said.
"Well you better get better, because I want many great years with you," she said.
They turned on the New Year's show to watch the ball drop in New York, and since the time zones were the same that'd mean New Year for them as well. 10...9…8…7…6…5….4…3….2…1 Happy New Year!
"Happy New Year, Lynn!" Rita exclaimed.
The man had since fallen asleep and she had just noticed. So, she covered him up the comforter and kissed him on the forehead.
"Happy New Year, I love you," she said.
Then she turned off the light and went to bed, they had made it to a new year together.