I'm sweating, constantly moving from side to side, I feel the urge to pee every five seconds and the walk to the bathroom feels like an eternity. I walk back to the bed, hoping this time I'm finally falling asleep.
5 minutes at least and I can't. Frustration runs through my body, and I'm angry at my daughter's restlessness—I talked to her when I was in the bathroom asking her to let me sleep, but she's more active than ever.
I look to the side, Christopher is sound asleep looking like an anger and that pisses me off. How come I'm up all night and he's sleeping like a newborn child? For a brief moment, I felt the need to wake him up, but I erased the idea off my mind, there was no reason but the fact that I'm envying his sleep. I grab my phone and start scrolling through Instagram, but there's nothing good to see.
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There were birds chirping, waking me up. Why the fuck there are birds in fucking Boston chirping outside the window? I open my eyes, frustrated and realise I'm alone in bed. I try to go back to sleep but my bladder didn't allowed me to, so I just stand up and walk to the bathroom, then brushed my teeth, washed my face and put my hair up in a ponytail.
I walk to the kitchen and they're having breakfast, all of them looking fresh and happy whilst I'm the opposite.
—Morning -I say without any energy, Chris is cooking some scrambled eggs, he looks at me and smiles-
—Morning -all of them answer happily-
—Morning, babe -Chris says-
I don't walk to him to kiss him. I just sit on a chair and rest my face on my hands.
—What is it, mi amor? -my mother asks-
—Ay, ma. I couldn't fall asleep last night, it was a living nightmare. Now I'm tired but I can't go back to sleep -I say-
—Maybe because you're so close to giving birth -Lisa says- I also had a hard time when the due date was close
—Why you didn't woke me up? -Chris asks me, I look at him not amused-
—Waking you up wouldn't put me to sleep -I say-
—That's right, but you could've had a little bit of company -he tries to cheer me up and that irritates me-
—No, thanks -I harshly say, looking away through the window-
I hear Robert's giggle and Lisa hits his arm. I ignore the whole situation. Chris remains quiet and my mom gasps looking at me as she shakes her head.
—No seas así* -she scolds me-
*Don't be like that
I look at her, annoyed. I let out a long sigh and then, look back at Chris, who went back to fix his plate.
—Christopher, I'm sorry -I say- It's not your fault I couldn't sleep. I'm just, not in a good mood today, but it ain't your fault anyways -I breathe in-
—No, I get it -he says without looking back at me- don't worry -he finishes whatever he's doing and then, grabs two plates, placing one in front of me- hope you're hungry -he winks and I give him a warm smile-
I wasn't really hungry but once I see the food, my mouth starts drooling and my daughter starts moving.
—Hormones are the worst -Robert jokes- I am a father of four which means my wife was pregnant not one or two, but four times. Therefore, I can only advise you to always keep food close to your wife -he playfully hits his son's arm-
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Destiny & Distance
FanfictionDestiny always pull its strings and it did the same with Chris and Gabriela. But there's always something bad out of the good, and while the destiny was pulling its strings together, the distance became a scissor, wanting to cut every single string...