Mr. Officer (Urban literature)

Chapter 11: (Malik's chapter)

I hold the love of my life in my arms as she slept peacefully with her head on my chest and right arm around my exposed torso. Currently we was sleeping on the twin size blow up mattress in the living room, as my mother slept in our bed where she can be comfortable and peaceful, instead of sleeping on the cheap and uncomfortable couch my friend from the police academy gave me for a price of ten dollars and a six pack beer.

She stirred. Her steady breathing always put me to ease. It always let me know she's well, alive and have wonderful dreams instead of nightmares.

I always wanted to make Tasha happy. From our third date I knew she was the one. Tasha use to always find my corny jokes funny, she would actually laugh instead of faking it. But would always boom me out at the end of laughing.

Two months later I fell in love with her. I have not realized it until that night when we came back from our ninth or was it tenth date.

I kinda lost track after our forth date. But who remembers every single date?

Like I was saying. I fell head over heels for Tasha on the night we came back from our date at the football game. Truthfully the only reason why I remember where we went was only because I brought tickets to the playoffs. Ravens vs. Redskins.

Awesome game by the way.

That was the first night I admitted my true feelings. I remembered how she lit up quickly, and gave me a huge smile that always pull me in.

My weakness......

We didn't have sex that night, even when I wanted to. But the first time we had sex was basically out of love.

"Malik." My love called.

I have not realized I was looking down at her the whole time until her beautiful brown eyes meet mine.

"Yes?" I put my hand on her shoulder to give her some more warmth, since the blanket we are laying under is kinda thin and it's really cold in the living room.

"Do you think we will be good parents?"

I sighed. Not knowing what to say. We have good paying jobs to take care of a child, but we're young. We would definitely need help if this baby survives. Hopefully it does, I don't want to re-act the accident from when Tasha was pregnant with my first child

I tried to push the memory to the back of my head, but the terrible event always reply in my head.

Usually I'm not a person to remember every detail, but for some reason I know every single detail that morning.

It was a Monday. I was going to surprise Tasha with breakfast in bed; at the time I had a key to her apartment. When I walked in, I heard her cries and instantly ran to her aid.

That's when I saw my lover crying with blood in between her thighs. I immediately knew what happened. I felt pain in my chest.

But to hear a doctor say she couldn't bare children broke my heart. At the time I didn't think about a ring nor engagement. But I was thinking about my future and I could possibly spend it with the woman in my arms that is crying over the horrible news.

In current day, I look down at Tasha and said. "I don't know. We would have to see when we get there."

"But what if we don't get there. What if the baby won't make it? What if this is my last egg, it would be wasted for nothing?" I hear the doubt in her voice.