(10) Loss

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Several months later

"Marmae, they're born! They're born Marmae!" Overwhelmingly stated Max. "... I am full of tears, I was the first to hold them both, my gosh Marmae I'm a father now," he said as if he was relieved. Well he should be.

"Good for you bud, I am so exuberant for you," my voice was involuntarily blunt.

"Marmae..? What's wrong with you, you've been awaiting for this day like I have.." He said with much concern.

"Nothing is wrong, and I'm really proud of you, trust," I tried to change the tone of my voice, so I'd sound more convincing.

"Hmm..anyways come round my penthouse tomorrow to meet the twins. Don't bring your new boyfriend with you, remember what happened last time," he chuckled at the end.

"Oh shut up will you, and ok see you at twelve, mwah," I unwillingly sniffled. I couldn't help the tears that kept on falling down my face.

"I hear sniffles, are you crying?" His voice was serious and worried, but he tried to cover it up was sanity.

"Tears of joy," I partly lied.

"Ok good, you had me worried for a second.. And no you're not coming at twelve, you're coming at ten we need a Jamaican breakfast," he said with a cheeky tone.

"Fine, but that means you've got to do Russian as well," I smiled and wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Of course. Baby I've gotta go, the nurse said it's time to feed the twins, remember I'm with you regardless," he stated happily.

"Ok bye, congratulations Maxie and tell Elisabeth congrats for me," I smiled, before I immediately hung up.

Why today out of all days? I am truly happy for Elizabeth and Max, but the day I need him the most. Aha I'm funny... not! I'm selfish.. I don't need him right now, I need to get myself together.

I wish I had a genuine bond with Joseph accept from sex. Ever since he moved in a month ago -into my new apartment- it's like we've lost everything. The companionship has gone, and to get us talking it's gonna have to require sex. He was a really nice bloke when we were just dating, until he began to get hotheaded. Before or after Max visited my yard he just lost the plot, like the first time I introduced the two..

Throw back..
"Max, my boyfriend Joseph. Joseph, my best friend Max," I smiled. I had cooked a lovely dinner for the three of us, and set out a board game, Monopoly. It's Max's favourite game, and it's Joseph's too.
"Alright, you two can socialise whilst I go and make a quick call," I smiled before walking into my bedroom. I wasn't really making a call, I wanted to hear how they'd get along.

"So Max, how long have you and Marmae been friends for?" I heard Joesph.

"Fifteen years," Max answered simply.

"So you're heterosexual right?" Joseph asked, and I knew if I had a drink I would've choked on it already.

"Whether I am or not I shouldn't concern you, but to answer your question yes I am," Max spoke simply. I then tip toed into the hallway, spying on them. Max went in my fridge to grab a can of beer.
"You want one?" He looked back to Joesph.

"Nah I'm good thanks," Joesph sat on the sofa.

"How affectionate are your feelings for Marmae?" Asked Max.

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