Bette Davis once said that Pleasure of love lasts but a moment. The pain of love lasts a lifetime. So I beg you, my babe, let us not cause pain to each other and stay together forever.
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QUILLON'S POV
"You must think I'm selfish and ungrateful" she whispers against my chest, no doubt referring to the tale she just told me.
"No" I disagreed, "I simply think you're human. Well since this is a night of sharing tales, how about I share one of my own as well?"
"Okay" she says softly, still cocooned in my arms
"I may be the reason why Austina cheated on me" I divulged
"Wh-at?" I hear the shock in her voice as she raised her head from my chest, to stare into my black irises
"In our last one year of marriage, the tenth year, before she cheated, to say I was a workaholic, would be putting it lightly. I was more than just a workaholic. I was obsessed with work. I wanted to give my woman everything she wanted. I wanted to be able to afford everything she needed. So I buried myself in piles of work. Even when I was at home, instead of spending time with her, I'd occupy myself with work. The truth is, the marriage was already over, long before she took the damning step, to cheat. Now that I can think about it objectively, maybe I did want her to cheat. So that all the blame could go to her, and not me. I was already unhappy, but had no real reason to quit the marriage. So I made her feel small, useless, emancipated, unwanted, I made her feel like a trophy wife, a prize that I'd won, used up, and was now tired of, instead of treating her like the woman she deserves. Funny thing is, I'm still not quite sure why I was unhappy. Or why I got bored, in that final tenth year. The sex was amazing. More than amazing. So it couldn't have been our love life..."
"Never, ever you say that Quillon. You are not responsible, for someone else's cheating on you. In life there are choices. And Austina made hers. No matter how much you think you pushed her, if she didn't want to cheat, she wouldn't have." Niccole summons up enough strength to reprimand me, and I break into a smile, lowering my head to land a kiss on her forehead
"Quillon, I finally know what to name our new dog. I'm going name him Narl."
"in memory of your sister?"
"Yes. In memory of my sister". She replies.
"I guess I should leave now, so you can get some sleep?" I suggested, half hoping she'd say otherwise
"Sleep with me this night"
My chest instantly beats faster...
"No sorry, I don't mean like, make love to me. I mean, lay with me. I don't wanna sleep alone"
"Sure" I reply calmly, smiling at her, as adjusted myself to lie down, with Niccole still in my arms.
A man could get used to this... I thought. But what actually happens now? Will she want to continue seeing me? Does Niccole automatically become Bonnie's new mother? Would I allowed into their lives? It seemed to him, that all the decision rested with Nicole. But tomorrow was another day to worry about that. So I close my eyes in slumber
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The next morning, I slowly wake up to the gentle, yet persistent hitting of something against my leg.
I look to see who it was, and to my surprise, a young little girl, is squatting over me, using her two hands to nudge me. For how long
has she been trying to get me to wake up? I wonder guiltilyI look down to the woman in my arms. Niccole's still sleeping
"Shh, don't wake her" Bonnie cautions me. She's really smart for a three year old I thought
"Mister, are you the man my aunty Colette likes?"
"Yes I am" I acknowledge softly
"Oh, so that means you're family then. I'm happy to meet you, I'm Bonnie" she smiles, showing me her gaptooth, as she stretches out a tiny hand, while I grasp the hand in mine, in the form of a shake
"And I you princess. I'm Quill"
"Quill? Hmm, it sounds like a little bird. Mr Quill, are you going to explain to me how my mommy died? I was guarding her for so long..." Her baby eyes get teary, and my heart drops
With nothing else to do, I pull her into my arms as well, so that she and Niccole are both resting in my embrace. And I began talking softly, explaining to her, what had happened in the last twenty four hours, from a theatre movie gone wrong at the beginning, to the last sentences of a dying mother closer to the end.
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