On with my life

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My eyes fluttered to the bright sunlight and the annoying sounds of my neighbors. (Who were morning people b.t.w) I rolled around trying to go back to sleep but then it dawned on me. All I can remember is that horrible dream I had last night of Thomas. How I miss his sweet little voice. How I miss his warm hugs that could yank me out of any bad day that fell upon me. He was my only son.

               I realized that lying in bed after I had just awoken,only made me feel worse about the situation.

'After all it was two years ago Carmen. Wait, what am I thinking! I will always mourn over my sons death.' 

                                                                                      'Always.' 


I sat up and scratched my head, it was dry and itchy. I slipped on my soft, silky, violet colored slippers and headed toward the bathroom with my rope already tightened around my waist. I tiredly got in and out the shower, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. I was thinking about making a small breakfast and.............. 

'Oh crap I almost forgot. Grandma's dress'

I had to go to this event my grandmother is holding and I have to wear this dress she gave to me. I promised her I would be there and that I wouldn't be late. I knew that if I kept thinking about it I would think of ways to get out of it. I willingly put the silk-like black dress on with a black crypt in the front. I put on a touch of blue and green eyeshadow and I added some black mascara, and black eyeliner. I didn't want to look too over-dressed so instead of black heels I slipped on my black All-Star Converse.  I took one last look in the mirror at the outcome of my own work. I chuckled at the way the dress hung off my chest. 

'Grandma did have some huge........


                                                                                BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM 

A loud knock came to my front door. 'Who could that be.' I thought now two steps away from the door. 'God himself telling me to...................

"Hunter, hey." I said in a surprising but confused tune.

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Wait, let's pause for a min. People might be asking who is Hunter. Well Hunter is a friend that I grew up with and we were.....we are best friends. He asked me out not to long ago but I told him that James and I were engaged. We had an argument about the whole thing and in the end I told him if he can't respect my decisions then he should just stay out of my life for good. He said and I quote 

"When you find out your husband is crazy don't come crawling back to me for protection. You deserve to die in your own sorrow and misery." 

Anyway this is the first time i've seen him since the incident, i'm just confused as to why he's here now. I don't know. Maybe I'm glad to see him again. But am I expecting an apology..... Yes.

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" Hey Carmen. How are you? " He said as he flashed a smile my way.

      'Oh god. There he goes with that smile again.' 

"Good....Im great I mean since James and Thomas died i've been trying to move on with my life." I said in a convincing tone. 

"Looks like you've been doing a great job." Hunter said using his hands to gesture my outfit. 

Seeing him look so surprised to see me made me chuckle. He did after all come to my house. I wonder why he's here. Maybe I should speed the dialogue up a little.

"Soooo....... What brings you here Hunter." 

"I... well your grandma invited me to her event and she.... I thought it would be nice if we went together. You know to make up for old times." 

With that last sentence his once bright and blinding smile went down a couple of notches and he looked down at his shoes. Was this his way of apologizing?  

"Hey Carmen?" he said now looking straight into my eyes sounding like a 5 year old. Having his devilish smile return

"Yes?" I said with a chuckle. He only sounded like that when he wanted something.

"Would you mind if I.... you know.." 

"Hunter you know I hate when you mumble." I said folding my arms. "Blurt it out."

"If I take a picture of you." My mouth formed an O shape. He knew I despised pictures. I was just about to tell him in your dreams but something urged me to say something I never thought I would say.


"......Fine" I said

With that one word his face lit up like a child on Christmas day.  He knew This moment wouldn't last long so he pulled his camera and quickly took the picture. He pressed a few buttons on his camera and he gasped.

"Is it that bad?" I said stepping out of my doorway and moving closer it him.

"Look for yourself," he said "and meet me in the car when your done." He gave me one more devilish smile before he tossed me his camera and walked to his car. 

I chuckled and looked at the picture he took of me. Only one word came to my mind.


                                                                                     'Wow.'


I sighed and ran into my house to get keys on the table. I grabbed them and found a note with a black rose. The note said: 


To: My Dearest Love

From: J _ _ _ s

I looked at it about to open it but I heard Hunter beep his car horn

'So impatient' I thought

I put the note back on the table and ran out the house closing the door behind me. 

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OMG guys thnx for all the reads. This chapter is a little longer than the first and I encourage all of you to keep reading, commenting and voting. I'm sorry it took so long for me to update. I had to figure out what the next chapter was going to be about and how it was going to work out. I just wanted to say thnx for the reads and comment on what is going to happen next. 

(B.T.W    The picture Hunter took of Carmen is at the top.)

Stay bright my stars.

Love,

                 Midnight

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