The day I see you again

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It's a month now since I haven't seen him, a week since I got out of the hospital I haven't seen my home either and I feel homesick. I've been staying with John still my parents insisted upon me staying  with him since he would be close to check up on me I don't know why but I feel like something is wrong and their not telling me anything. I can't remember anything, how did I end up in the hospital? what happened to me? "Hey Stuart, can you hear me?, earth to Stuuu." I blinked slowly looking up it was John. "Having your usual blackouts?." He chuckled. "How are you feeling?" I looked down slowly as I propped my legs up on the couch crossing them. "Okay." He nodded. "Mind if I check?" I nodded slowly as he began to check up on me. I get a checkup at least five times a day within four hours. I went back to thinking again my mind drifted for a while but I made sure to pay attention this time so I don't get lost in thought again. "We're all set your heartbeat is normal and everything else is okay." John hasn't been going to work for a week now because he was so busy babysitting me it honestly annoyed me a little but not at him but at my parents for telling him to do this in the first place. "When will I be able to go home, Richard?" I asked hoping I would at least get a good answer. "Well, to be honest with you you're not stabled yet so not very soon but I promise you will eventually." I felt like crying I just wanted to go home I wanted to see Murdoc soo bad and I don't know where he is John also wouldn't give me my phone I couldn't call anyone and I wasn't allowed to leave the house either, I was a prisoner.

A week went by soo quickly in a blink of an eye really, a week led to two weeks and then three and then another month passed by. I spent a lot of my time sitting by the window like I do at home the only difference is that I now do it at John's home. I didn't know what I was writing about but It seemed to be what I was feeling how Murdoc's absence affected me so bad how for two months I haven't seen him or heard of him. I put my pencil and notebook down when I heard a small cry coming from the bedroom I rushed over immediately towards it. "what's wrong Murdoc? you just wakey, huh?" I spoke softly as I picked him up he was soo small he looked like me but then he looked more like his father I rubbed the soft blue baby hair on the top of his head swaying side to side to get him back to sleep. He didn't cry often and when he did it wasn't for long because he wasn't fussy. He was warm and soft as I embraced him he smelled nice he had this baby smell that intoxicated me whenever I smelled him. I hummed lightly to a soft melody a lullaby Murdoc and I made up when We first found out I was pregnant. I didn't want to remember how happy I was then, how happy we were. I didn't want to remember his touch, the way he kissed me, the way he held me, the way he talked about starting our family and now... It's just me here with our baby. He was asleep now i kissed his head softly then his cheeks and put him back in his crib. I watched him sleep a little more before heading out the door and closing it gently behind myself. I went right back to where I was sitting placing the notebook back on my lap. I missed him terribly I wanted him to meet his son for the first time but I felt like it would never happen. I rubbed my stomach lightly as I felt the baby kick a couple times I smiled to myself looking down I could see her little kicks I couldn't wait till she was born too John said I should be ready to give birth this month so I'm hoping everything runs smoothly I want to give birth naturally this time and I also want Murdoc to be there too. I stared lightly out the window gazing at a couple passing by holding hands and talking they looked happy it reminded me of how Murdoc and I used to be where did we go wrong or did we? I don't even know but wherever he was I hoped he was okay. I shifted my eyes towards the house phone I never dared to call Murdoc until now and it made me feel strange how I really wanted to this time i held my stomach carefully and walked over towards the living room picking up the house phone I looked at the band on my finger it meant so much to me and I never took it off but if he didn't answer what would that mean? I began to question myself debating whether or not I should call him. During my stay here I never thought of it But why now all of a sudden if you didn't answer what does that mean? Theirs soo much I want ask. Please answer me... I dialed the number that I memorized  by heart I wanted to hang up when I heard the tone dialing. No answer.

"Ello, this is Murdoc leave your bloody message after the tone."

I tried again and again until I felt like giving up I tried one last time and I begged for him to pick up as if he'd hear it I shut my eyes just praying he did.

"Hello..." he answered.

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