The Art Of Love

Chapter 10

              The last time I saw Derrick was two days ago. It was rough; I wish things went better than they did. It's okay now. I guess; hopefully, we can smooth things over and have another chance. I just hope this time it doesn't end. I look down at my phone; the time was 2:37 am. I need to get some sleep... I rolled over on my right side. I'm faced with a photo of Derrick, and he was happy. I wish I could have that Derrick back. My eyes started to burn as the pressure behind my eyes builds up. I started to cry, and I don't know why but I need it.
               Why did this happen to us?... I guess I was most of the cause. If I just went to him and told him maybe things would be okay... I was interrupted with a small tap on my door. I slowly whipped the tears away. "mommy?" I heard lukes voice. "yes?" he looks at me with these big blue eyes, "can I sleep with you.." I motioned him to come over. Shooting across the bed to make room for him.                                                                                                                                                                                       

                   "come here." he snuggled into me. I started to rub the top of his head until he fell asleep. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps. I start to doze off, and as time flew by, it was morning. Thank God it was Saturday. I start to feel the bed start to move. Waking up to see Luke and William jumping on the bed. They look so cute... I didn't want to stop them, but I also didn't want them to get hurt. "stop jumping on the bed and give mommy a good morning hug." they both came into a huge "love you guys so much you know that?" "We love you too, mommy." I'm so blessed to have these two boys. They look so much like their father; it was uncanny.                                                            

                  Everything is different; I hope everything can just be perfect from here on out. My phone started to ring; it was so loud. I reach for it on my nightstand. It was Derrick... Why would he be calling this early? I raise the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I started to take deep breaths. I was so nervous; I hope he can't hear it in my voice. "Good morning." his voice seemed happier. "why are you calling this early?" I wasn't trying to be rude but, girls gotta know. "What? I can't call" I started to laugh "yes, you can call. It's just it's so early." now he's laughing "well sounds like someone needs to get up earlier, but anyways how are the boys doing?" I smile to myself. "why don't you ask them yourself?" "well, maybe I will. I'll see you guys at one." before I could speak, Derrick hung up the phone. Great, I'm not ready to see him yet, but maybe it will be good for us. Now I get to freak out about getting the boys washed and getting them ready. I look at the clock, and it was 11 a.m. let's get this started. "Hey, do you guys wanna see Daddy today?" they both started to smile, and they both screamed yes at the same time. Those boys get so loud sometimes.

          I look down at the clock; it was now 1. I heard the car door shut. My heart started to beat faster. I hope everything will be okay...