Dawsey| Above the clouds

9

I hang my jacket on a nearby chair and place my handbag on the seat. Normally I'm not that sloppy but sometimes you have to be free and not just follow all the rules. And I mean, I'm normally the one who clean our house so I have the right to throw things around because I'll be the one picking it up later anyways.

I walk to the kitchen and place my phone on the counter, I'm not going to need that for now. My mother once gave me a huge book with recipes, some created by her and some from magazines. I always use that book when I'm cooking and baking because the result is always better, it's like the old recipes have some secret tricks within them.

What was supposed to be a chocolate mousse never turned to a mousse, in fact, I never made a mousse. Somehow a mousse felt too fancy for a midnight dessert. I made a milkshake instead, it's something you just put together, no recipe needed.

9.20pm. Matt should be home by now. I wait for the sound of a key in the doorlock or the sound of a door opening. But I hear nothing. 9.40pm, still nothing.

I grab one of the milkshakes and walk to the sofa, I sit down and start the TV. As usual it's just boring shit but among all the boring shows and documentaries, one has to be less boring. It ends up with me, sitting alone in the sofa with a milkshake, watching a documentary about baby penguins.

When I have emptied the glass I decide to pick up my phone to call Matt, it's 10pm after all so he should be home. That he hasn't come home yet makes my worried, something bad could have happen to him. I call him, and two minutes later I hang up, he didn't answer. Neither has he replied to any of the thousand messages I've sent to him the past hour.

I lean my head in my hands. Should I call Antonio? He can track Matt's phone and seen were he is, but still, if Matt isn't in danger it would be wrong to track him like this. Though, better safe than sorry, right?

I pick up my phone to call Antonio but right after the first tone I hear a key in the lock. When I see who comes in I hang up and leave the phone on the sofa, I get up and walk toward the door.

"Matt, you're late" I say.

Matt put his jacket on a hook behind the door and place his bag underneath "Sorry, I got caught up in a building project and lost the time" He say.

"Sorry?" I tell him, referring that a sorry isn't enough "I was worried Matt"

"It won't happen again" He say and give me a kiss.

I start to walk away, toward the guestroom, Matt and I are sleeping there now because It's annoying to walk up those stairs whilst being pregnant.

"There's a milkshake in the fridge" I say disappointed and walk into the bedroom.

I'm disappointed. He knows better than that. I really hope he does something about this because I'm tired of him being like a child all the time, coming home late, asking when the dinner is. It's like we're bored of eachother, we barely talk about things anymore. I guess I have to be better at that too.