"We never know how much is too much, until it becomes too much."- AuthorKimiko's PoV
The light here is radiant, you can't feel the rays but its just peaceful. There is no wind here either I just know I ma having no trouble breathing. It's like you are under water but not wet, I have nothing on my mind it's blank this is too good to be true.
I walk a foggy white path going no where it seems but somehow I was okay with that. The cry of a baby grabbed my attention and I subconsciously touched my stomach. I think I am suppose to be pregnant, is that my baby that's crying?
But I had not given birth as yet, all the thoughts came rushing in and then it hit me.There was an altercation with a woman I came remember who it was but I was pregnant and I had a husband or boyfriend I'm not certain who the man was. He was there though and I remember being okay at one point then I was falling the next, before you know it the place got dark and now I'm here.
Where the hell am I?
Where is here ?
Am I dead?
Oh God I'm dead aren't I!
My mind went into panic mode but I'm not able to feel it, it's like it's happening but my body doesn't react. I'm trapped in my subconscious, with all these different images of people and places but the only thing I remember is that I am suppose to be pregnant.
If so then where is my baby!?
I scream out for help but no one in these video-like images aren't reacting.
"There's no sense in screaming Miko, this is all in your mind no one can hear you," a voice said. It sounded familiar but I couldn't pinpoint who it was, it's like I lost all my memories too.
"Hey mama bear, I am your subconscious. The voice that is always in your head, you know the truth about your current state but you refuse to acknowledge it out of fear it is actually real.
How I know you may ask? I am your sub." She said with a light chuckle.
"And before you say it, no Miko you aren't going crazy." She answered the very thought I was thinking.
This is definitely a new level of freaky weirdness I have every experienced and I have had my fair share of well let's just use drugs for now.
"Let me help you Miko, the first step is acknowledging it. You have been in a terrible accident well your baby daddy's ex-wife tried to kill you and him leaving you in a terrible coma."
The memories of that day came rushing in like a tsunami, immediately my heart breaks and I want to see Alex and touch my belly. I sat down in the void and cried harder with each thought that I may never wake to see them.
"Sub, what will happen to my baby if I don't wake up?" I asked desperately.
"The baby will continue to grow inside you until they remove you from oxygen but I know the doctors and your family are working hard to get you back. I recommend you just rest up so you can keep your body healthy floor the baby to grow in, we'll be okay Miko."
The fact that I am talking to myself is crazy but the reassurance makes me feel good, I smiled subconsciously.
While I laid flat staring into the blue skies, I couldn't help but noticed one of the clouds looked like Alex. I got lost looking at it as I remembered all the good times we had and the life that we were bringing into this world.
"Miko? Miko?"
This coma stuff is crazy I know that I am hearing his voice but the mouth on the cloud is moving too. This is more trippy than being high on weed or molly or even meth. And yes I have done them all.
Being an escort and all your clients tend to do wild stuff and to get the big bucks you have to indulge. I decided to answer the calling to see where else the trip takes me.
"Alex, I am here baby. I ma right here, are you able to hear me?' I got no response.
"Alex!?"
"I don't think he can hear us Miko," my sub said. She pops in and out when she is ready, its not predictable.
I sighed sadly and just listened to his voice as he called me.
"Miko my love, I am so sorry this is happening, this is all my fault and I don't know how to forgive myself if you never wake up. But I know you are strong and you can do this just come back to us baby. Our little one is doing good she is hanging on just as strong as her mom, and yes it's a girl how I know? Because well, I can see the future." He chuckled.
He always finds the silliest things to say in the midst of any chaotic moment.
I missed him and I must find a way out of this coma to get back to them by any means.
"Hey Alex, I can stay with her while you go and get something to eat and shower, I won't ever leave her side." Another familiar voice spoke.
It was Mesha, my best friend, the one I had hurt and I was really sorry for doing that. She is the absolute best for forgiving me and being there for me and the baby. I definitely don't deserve a friend like her but I am grateful to have her.
"Hey Miko, I know you can't say anything back to me so just listen because I know in some cases the coma patients are able to hear when persons talk to them. I want you to know that I am and will forever be by your side. The baby is doing great, she is fighting so you have to fight too and how I know it's a girl well because I just know." she laughed.
Apparently they all think I am having a bouncing baby girl, it's good to have dreams and hopes for the future. This is giving me the drive I needed to push through this ordeal.
"Hey Mesha, how is she doing? Any changes?" The mot familiar of all the voices spoke. It was Myles or my favorite name for him Troy.
I missed him so much, all my life it was just us most importantly when my parents would go on their regular 'business trips' outside the country leaving me alone in the big ass house. It would get so lonely that I created imaginary friends and would get teased everyday at school just talking bout my friends.
Troy would often come to my rescue by cussing the bullies and even fighting them too, I was known as the 'duppy girl' in Jamaican which means the 'Ghost girl' in English. I would cry everyday even triggering my bad asthma at the time sending me to the hospital.
This would cause my parents to cut their trips short and subsequently blame me for causing them to lose business. I was heartbroken to know they always chose work over me and my well-being.
Troy made me feel flawless and less crazy as he would bring me over his house and introduced me to some real friends but he never once called me crazy or judge me and I will forever love him because of that. He is my guiding light throughout my miserable up bringing.
My family was out in the real world waiting for me and I will get back to them no matter what, that's a promise.
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