The Night I Forgot

Chapter 26

" I'm sorry." i say with tears running down my eyes. I just really don't want him to throw a tantrum again.

"No you're not!" He yells. The tone of his voice is a lot more than scary, It's a lot more than harsh.

He picks up the plate and throws it at me. He misses and the plate shatters against the wall. "Now look what you've done!" He screams. "Clean up this mess!" I slowly get out of my chair and begin making my way over to the shattered plate. I feel a hand on the back of my neck and the tears start to flow over. He shoves me to the ground. "I said CLEAN IT UP!" he screams. I can feel the little blades of glass poking through the skin on my knees, but  I try my best to just ignore them and hurry up and clean the mess that he made.

"I- I need a broom." I say, afraid to get up without permission.

"Then go get one you idiot!" he screams picking me up my hair and shoving me towards the closet with the broom and dustpan. He bangs me into the door and I start screaming. I can feel my head bleeding. The blood slowly dripping down my back.

"ALLIE!!" Blake says frantically, shaking me. I open my eyes and my eyes start to swell with tears.

"What in the world were you dreaming about Sugar? That sounded really intense." He asks and I can see the worry written clear as day in his eyes.

"You remember when I proposed to you?" I ask. I can feel the blush creeping onto my cheeks at the sound of that sentence. I proposed to him. HAHA.

"Of course." He smiles and I can see the love written in his eyes.

"That night.. I had told you about Trey. The umm not so good ex of mine..I was dreaming about him." I sqeuak the last part with tearing flowing from my eyes.

"Come here baby." He says calmly pulling me into him. "I swear the things he had done to you.. I wish I could do ten times worse to him. I love you baby." He says and kisses me very gently on the lips. I lean into the kiss more, needing him.

He pulls away and has a giant smile on his face.

"Are you forgetting where we are?" he asks, and the smile grows even wider.

"PARIS!!" I screech. I have the most wonderful husband the world could ever ask for!!

"Exactly. So let's stop with all the depressing talk and Rome Paris.......see what I did there?" We both start laughing at his lame attempt at a joke.

The night before we had managed to find a little hotel.. and here we are. I still can't believe what he did yesterday on the plane. He is one crazy man. I can't help but dread for when I get back home. School. Life... ugh.

We headed downstairs to the breakfast room and enjoyed ourselves a peaceful breakfast. Everytime there was a silence though, I found myself thinking about my dream. I hadn't had one of those nightmares in what felt like forever. I sat at the little two person table with my scrambled eggs and sausage. Blake was still up at the counter making himself some.. cereal?? He can get pretty much any kind of food his little heart desires, yet he makes himself some cereal. That's my husband for you. He comes and sits next to me, and I cannot help but smile.

"What?" he asks with a confused grin.

"Out of everything you could have gotten, you chose to get.." I lean over  and peek into his bowl. "You choose to get fruity pebbles?" I ask with an amazed look.

"Umm. Fruity Pebbles is my favorite cereal."

"Why cereal?"

"I don't really know. I just.. haha I really don't know why I chose this."

We both laugh, but when we stop my mind wanders to very frightening places. Why had I randomly started dreaming about this? The day I come to Paris. The day that will probably the second most memorable day of my entire life, (The first being my wonderful marriage. Hehe.)

We soon finished breakfast, and I just couldn't wait to get out of the hotel and explore. I still found myself wondering where he was going to take me, but I decided to not ask just yet.

We walk out the hotel, and I couldn't believe my eyes.