Forever Her's

little girl

"Hey love, what's up" his rasp voice warmed me enough to lift my spirit.
"I'm having a coffee break, thought I can hear your voice" I said as I was talking a seat on the open coffee shop near the place whrere my new project is happening.
"That's good. Everything okay" a touch of concern clear in his voice.
"Yeah fine. This new project is small. It's a library. It's obsolete from what we usually do but I love experimenting and it's a great window to put in use for off-side elements." My enthusiasm kicked off. You know like when you find someone who listens to your thoughts it's impossible to resist.

"I can hear it in your voice. But Don't stress yourself too much"
A dry scoff escaped my mouth " Too late,I had to yell on so many people today. I feel bad but I can't help it. I can't tolerate when they don't pay attention to the details it'll ruin the entire work flow. The details matters the most" I ended wryly.
"Wish I could join you but I have a meeting in about fifteen minutes" crestfallen in his tone.
"I wish too"melancholy wrapped mine too.
I can only imagine how stressing he must be compared to me. If I could burst out working with a small team I can't even estimate the pressure he could be in.

" Oh okay I won't take your time. All the best, I know you don't need it but I just thought it'll boost your energy" I heard him chuckle over the line.
"Thank you my love, I appreciate it"
"I love you"
"Love you too".

It's been few weeks since I moved in with him. We are spending so much time together, going to parties, meeting his friends, Mel.
Having sex, lots and lots of sex. A blushing smile lit up my cheeks on thought of him being on top of me. A familiar reaction ignited from my core when the memory of him inside me flashed in front of eyes.

I ordered my coffee with extra cream. While waiting for my order to arrive I scrolled through my phone uninterested since I cannot find anything interesting I put my phone aside and observed the landscape. I noticed a little girl playing with her doll in table in front of me. She must be just about two or two and half years old. Her parents having a talk sitting beside her.

I enjoyed watching her being herself. Happy,innocent and playing and talking with her doll like it's a real person. Blathering rubbish with the doll. The innocence and purity they hold is what the truest form of being a human. Not knowing the cruelty, jealously and all the negetivity that's filled the world. She's living in her own world. I would give anything to have a daughter of my own. I think I'm ready for one too.

she looked at me and waved her doll I smiled wide and waved back.
Her parents were so lost in talk I assume it's important.

"Your coffee with extra cream" I lifted my head to see the waiter have brought my coffee with a pleasant smile.
I thanked her and turned to see the little girl. She wasn't in her chair. She got out of her seat and threw the doll on the road, I think they had a disagreement on something. But immediately ran towards it to pick up  the doll thats laying in the middle of the road. A car was approaching when she was picking up the doll unaware of the consequences. I quickly got up and ran to her. I don't have a plan but all I was thinking was to NOT let anything happen to the girl. All this happened in a matter of seconds. I heard the tires screech and turn right.

My conscious went blank for how long I have no idea but the next thing I experience is a sharp pain in my right hand. It hurts so bad, the flesh under my skin scorching with pain. Its unbearable. 'The girl' my conscious reminded me of the situation I was  before I went blank. I opened my eyes to see if the girl is okay. She's in my hold I don't know what I did but I held her tight in my arms shielding her from the potential danger. She was crying badly. I cradled her in my other arm shushing her while searching for any injuries she might have succumbed.

I noticed people surrounded us her mom rushed to us and pick her up from me with panicked sobs. "Ahh" I cry out when I felt a sharp pain in my arm at the tug of her hand. Someone helped me to get up and took me to the nearest chair to sit.

A few minutes into it and an ambulance arrived. They checked my arm and when I complained about the burning pain they did a thorough check up and took me to the hospital. It looks like I've broken my arm. I couldn't pay much attention to it because the little girl was still crying. I enquired if she's okay. They told me she's fine no physical injuries but she got scared bad at the sudden turn of events.
She'll be fine now that she's with her mom. I think She'll be more better if someone could fetch her a doll.

Now that I'm assured the little girl is safe the pain in my arm seems to escalate deriving attention it needs.
'If you're done with taking care of others wellfare can you concentrate on me? I'm broke'
Yeah yeah yeah I know. Oh my God it hurts even worse now. What happened in the span of few minutes?
"Anthony" my eyes widened upto their maximum potential. My pupils dilated on the realisation for the consequences I have to face. a muffled squeak escaped unknowingly. Fear erupted wildly at the thought of Anthony getting to know about my arm and what I have done. It's going to be clumsy.