It's such a waste to grow up lonely

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Five years later

I woke up to the sound of children's laughter and crashing waves, I smiled while keeping my eyes closed and not long after I heard feminine giggling which I recognized immediately. I started reminiscing about my time before knowing Demi how I was and how I acted what I wanted in life, I never thought I would be married to a beautiful woman with two children of our own, doing what I love for a living and getting endless love and support form complete strangers.

I didn’t even want a family of my own, I thought being a lone ranger so to speak would be best for my lifestyle and for my personality I don’t like to be told what to do and I don’t like to be held back or tied down. Thinking back on my old self I feel like slapping him in the face for being such an idiot but at the same time I feel like patting him on the back for doing the right thing and fighting for the woman he loved, trusting his heart and his instinct and he went after her despite all the warning voices of his so called free spirit.

I rolled in bed and got onto Demi’s side of it, her pillow smelled of a mixture of Vanilla, lavender and Demi. Something that’s so uniquely hers and could set my heart on fire, making me remember her smile, her laugh her sighs of pleasure and frustration. Everything that she does, normally if one of us wakes up before the other we get to have our special morning routine of much needed making out, which elevates to other levels if we are not interrupted by a phone call, a cry from the nursery room or a stomach grumble form one of us (or both).

She probably saw how tired I was form yesterday’s concert and she let me sleep in, she’s good like that. I got out of bed and decided to join my beautiful loving family, I took a quick shower and changed into comfortable jeans and a V-neck white T-shirt.

walking around barefooted I made my way to the backyard after peering into the open kitchen and seeing that Demi had thoughtfully left enough breakfast for the two of us, we can’t eat any meal alone and if we have to, under no circumstance whatsoever do we miss eating breakfast together, even in the odd shows that I have to leave town and she can’t come with me we eat it on Skype. It became more of our thing, sort of like the morning dose of kissing, which unfortunately isn’t possible on Skype. So I just make sure not to leave town without them, I am a family man, Sue me!

Walking to the backyard and seeing my daughter Olivia and my son Tommy playing in the sand together while Demi’s is helping them with their sandcastle I just stood for a moment to marvel at the blessings God has given me. She notices me standing on the side of the patio and gives me one of her glowing soft smiles, she’s wearing a simple floral pale yellow summer dress and her hair is down in soft loose curls.

“Good morning, beautiful” I kissed her lips

“Morning, sleepy head”

“Daddy” Olivia exclaimed “you are awake” she giggled and ran into my arms and I lifted her up in the sky making her giggle even louder

“Good morning Olive” I greeted “what are you doing?” I asked

“We are building the biggest sandcastle ever” she said

I felt a tug on my pant leg and I picked up Tommy easily “hey buddy”

“Dada” he mumbled

With a child on each arm, Demi leaned in and kissed my lips softly as we started on building our biggest sand castle ever.

Just me and my family.

The End

 

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