Into His Love

Twenty-five

"Sorry again for you having to sleep on the floor," Kimberly apologizes again. She grabs a blanket from her bed and tosses it to me.

"Could've been a bed but my mom thought it was a good idea to turn the guest bedroom into her office."

"It's all good. Nothing like making a good pallet every now and then," I tell her layering the blankets that she's given me. She smiles and nods.

"I guess you're right." She cuts the light out before climbing into the bed and I try to get as comfortable as I can on the pile of blanklets.

"Good night," Kimberly tells me from her bed.

"Good night, Kimberly."

Kimberly

The rain is getting heavier and lightening frequently lights the room followed by loud thunder that causes vibrations to move through the glass windows. I've been tossing and turning for about forty minutes now unable to fall asleep. I lay on my back and stare at the dark ceiling watching my feeling fan go around and around.

"You up?" He asks me.

"Yeah I can't sleep. The rain is too loud." I turn towards him.

"Weird," he chuckles. "You consider this loud. I don't know the last time I got to fall asleep to it being the peaceful. Even with the storm outside." His words create another realization between us. I can see why this would be peaceful to him having a two year old in the house, but for someone who basically lives alone, the weather outside is nothing more than a boisterous reminder of my emptiness.

"I guess you kind of get used to falling asleep to dead silence, plus I've never slept in the same room with anyone. Ever."

"You're living the life."

"I guess so." I sit and listen to the rain fall and wind outside. Thunder roads loudly giving the house a little shake and I tighten my grip on my comforter bringing it to my face.

"Why don't you adopt a dog if you hate having all this space to yourself?"

"I just would have to run it by my mom and all and I just don't think with everythig going on that I'll want to talk to her about getting a dog."

"That's understandable." Minutes of listening to the rain against the window pass and I still haven't bee able to fall asleep.

"Pediatrician," Isaiah says.

"Hmm?"

"If I had to choose, I'd be a pediatrician," his voice is low and raspier than ever. "I love kids."

I sit up on my elbow and look down at him. He's laying on his stomach with his head rested on his hands.
"'If you get to choose'? Isaiah," I start.
"Kimberly," He sighs, clearly not wanting to go in dept about it. I ignore his plea and continue.

"You do get to choose. You get to choose your future," my voice way more firm than I'd expected.

"I know. I do get to choose. Not my mom, not my family, not ...you. It's my choice."

"That's not what I meant smart ass," I plop back down. "And if you don't want to talk about it why even bring it-"

"Which is why I've been applying to a few colleges."

"What?!" I can't contain my excitement for him. "You made it seem like you still weren't gonna apply. Your mom must be so happy."

"I haven't told her yet."

"Why not?"

"Well you were the one who like got to me and everything so I figured you should be the first to know. So thanks for that."

"I didn't do anything. I just helped you see the potential in yourself that I see when I look at you."

"You see potential in me?" The faint light of the moon peaking through the window lies on his face met with a smile.

"Potential isn't the only thing I see when I look at you," I assure him. I turn the opposite way of him embarrassed at my sudden urge to just say everything I'm thinking. A small chcukle escapes me and, luckily, he doen't continue the conversation.

Times passes and sleep finally takes me to a place full of family, friends, and, most of all, pups.

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