I jump out of bed "I can't believe I allowed myself to sleep this long. Jake needs me and I'm here wasting time catching up on my beauty sleep. What the hell is wrong with me?" I grab my phone and look at the time only to notice that two hours had passed by. It felt like I had been sleeping for ten hours now. The nightmare must have woken me up.
Even when I was sleeping he was constantly on my mind. I get out of bed and make my way downstairs when I hear a loud knock on my door. "Who is here this early in the morning, it's not even breakfast time." I don't even know if I should open the door or pretend to just not be home. The knocks continue as they seem to just get louder with each time. I was so sure it was the same people that arrested Jake coming to get me too, I couldn't even move out of the spot.
I just stood there not knowing what to do, and I felt the vibration of my phone across the room. I run to get it before they hang up and see that it's Richy calling me. I'm thinking "not right now Richy, this is really not a good time." My phone stops vibrating and I get a new voicemail notification running across the screen. I press and listen to it and hear it's Richys voice saying;
"Hey, It's me, Richy. I know you're home so can you open the door?"
What the hell??? Richy was in the front door this whole time? I ran to the door and burst it wide open and I see him standing leaning against the doorway wall. He looks at me and I could have sworn that he's just seen a ghost instead, he was looking at me as if I had been dead for years and suddenly came back.
"Hellllooooo... Earth to Richy, are you there?"
"Oh sorry, you just look like you crawled out of the grave. When was the last time you ate something? You look really pale!"
"Just get in the house!!! And oh hi, how are you? Would you have been much nicer, just fyi."
"By the way what in the right mind brings you here?"
"I had to come and make sure you were doing okay, and I'm glad I did because you look like hell."
"Do you ever have anything nice to say? First you tell me Jake is locked up and now you're insulting my looks... What is wrong with you today?"
"Listen, I'm here just in case we get any more news. But I really need you to go get some sleep right now."
"No, I'm fine really. I don't need anymore sleep. But a nice hot bath would really come in handy. Do you mind? I'll leave my phone here and in case anybody calls please let me know."
"Hey I got you, don't you worry about a thing!"
I can't even begin to tell you how nice a hot bath was right now. It was exactly what I needed. As much as I hate to admit it, I was exhausted. Not only physically, but emotionally and mentally. How could I not be? Would anyone even blame me? For months I have been going through things I would never wish on anyone. Finally when I think it's all over and I can be happy, Jake is gone. Who knows if I will ever get to see him again. "Again"... that's an ironic word to use since I have never seen him to begin with. Now, I might never have the chance to. This day couldn't possibly get any worse!!!
As I lay in the bath I begin to imagine what he looks like. Jake, I mean. What kind of smile would he have the first time he saw me? Would his eyes sparkle from joy after seeing me or would he stare at me with a look that might just knock me off my feet? I can't help but imagine him and wonder if he would be anything like I had been dreaming of all these months. I just wanted to see him, to hug him, to feel his hands on mine. Mostly, to know that he is real.
That he wasn't just this amazing person I had made up in my mind. Was that too much to ask for? As I was laying there imagining him I completely forgot to turn the water off, and only realized it was still running when the water had not only filled up the whole bathtub, but was now leaking all over the bathroom floor. As I panic and get out of the tub as fast as I can, my foot slips on the water and I fall so hard that I promise that it felt like I broke every single bone in my body. Wow, I must have gained weight because that HURT!!!

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In The Blink Of An Eye
Bí ẩn / Giật gânMadisyn Connelly, or MC as people called her, considered staring at the wall for the next hour a viable entertainment option. Her life was, to put it mildly, predictable. Wake, work, maybe catch a movie, sleep, repeat. The thrill was gone, replaced...