Chapter TWENTY SEVEN
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Aliyah
Today was supposed to be a very special occasion for me. I had supposed to been laying in a hotel far away from Atlanta from a night of being with the man that I love. We were supposed to be spending time together and just enjoying each other's company. Today we were supposed to leave for our Anniversary retreat that I'd booked back in July. Today was the day we'd made this thing official, and that was exactly 6 years ago. It's been 6 years since we've been tied to each other simply by a title. Within those 6 years I realized I wouldn't and couldn't be with another man. This very one took my virginity, gave me the wonderful daughter, and just makes me feel loved and appreciated. It hasn't been all peaches and cream, but through all of the bumps we still stayed together and now I have this ring on my finger. The ring that ties me to this man for life, and I can't complain one bit. I love this man more than anything, this same man that is sitting beside me in a hospital bed, dead to the world. The same man that has been asleep for the past 2 weeks. The same man that is due to be cut off today. The same man that is breaking my heart and causing these tears to fall. Andre Holmes.
Today is the day that we'd gotten together, and also the day that we would never be together again.
That thought simply clouded my eyes with tears as it scattered and sunk into my brain. I was in a hard spot once again, just like the last time, but this one is more severe. Back then that was my boyfriend on that bed, but now this is my fiance and my child's father laying there. After this point, life was bound to be harder on me. Pulling the plug on Andre had to be the worst and scariest thing I've ever been through. I've been almost shot at in my mother's wedding, but this had to take the cake. It felt like I was mourning already and he isn't even dead yet.
I stood up from my chair and walked closer to his bed. I just stood there for a second, taking in how handsome he looked. I'd come yesterday and did my clean-up routine on his body. He looked nice with his hair trimmed, lips full and vibrant, and his skin not so pale. I closed my eyes and grabbed his hand into mine. I wrapped my fingers with his and kissed his knuckles. I looked at the ring on my finger and smiled weakly. Only if I could live out my dream and marry the man of my dreams.
"Andre, Andre, Andre. I don't even know what to say to you on this day. I don't know what to do, to say, how to act or any of that because I'm stuck. I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place and I have no clue of what to do. I guess I'll just let the words flow and hope that you can hear them. I love you baby, that's first and something you should already know. I love you more than anything and you know that. You are my everything, you gave me the life that I dreamed of and the daughter that I love so much. My life has been wonderful just having you in it. We've shared so many things together and I don't regret any of it. You're my rock and you'll always be. I'm forever yours and you're forever mine. Today is one of the hardest days of my life, and I'm trying to stay up and cheerful, but it's hard on me. Your daughter asks about you and I can never answer. All of my tears are cried out because that's all I've been doing lately. I said I wasn't going to give you a speech, but I just wish you'd wake up. Show me a sign that you love me and Amani. I just need something from you, but you won't respond. You're breaking my heart like you said you would never do, and I know it's not intentional. I love you Andre." I finished and I felt my hand squeeze.
My eyes shot open quickly as I looked down at his hand. I was in shock as I dropped it onto the bed. I didn't know if I was tripping, if I should go get the nurse, or if I was just being crazy, so I stood there. I poked around at his hand again and again trying for a sign, but nothing came. I was left with the conclusion that I was just crazy. I sighed and sat back down in the chair with my hopes falling to my feet and the tears falling from my eyes.
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