It's 2 in morning, the rain is still coming down as hard as it was earlier, if not, worse. The thundering got louder, and the lightening got brighter.
The door opens, and I see drunk Matthew tumbling through the hall. His shaggy brown hair & clothes are soaked, leaving me speechless.
He slams the door behind him and goes upstairs, as I sit still on the couch in the living room. I hear the bathroom door from our bedroom slam shut while the thundering got louder than before.
I walk up to the bedroom, stilly, I sit down onto the bed and wait for him to come out.
I've always been a patient person, I never liked to fight nor to yell. I simply waited for an answer, even if the answer took a while.
The shower was running for a good 10 minutes. Almost naked Matthew comes back out. He turns the light off from behind him, and he kept his head down. He's bothered & in distress.
He sits quietly next to me, and put his elbows onto his knees. He buries his face into his hands, as I heard muffed soft sobs coming from him.
The thundering finally calmed down, but the rain was still falling from the sky. I place my hand onto his shoulder, and I watch him sob.
"Heaven," He sighs, folding his hands together. "I miss you so much, everyday it's so hard. I wish you were here with me so I can hold you one last time."
The room is full of silence, but the rain slightly disturbs. He shakes his head and gets back up.
I get up as well and walk into the hallway, reviewing our memories that hung up on the walls. A single tear falls down from my cold pale cheek.
He needs to know I'm still here, and I'll show him.
YOU ARE READING
The Origin of Heaven
Short Story"Without you, life seems so empty. My joy, my pride, my love. Where did you go? I need you." Heaven notices a bit of a change in her & her husband's routine. She also notices his melancholy and his distance. Is he happy anymore?
