Memories of the Loved (A Prodigy Story)

Array of emotions

I felt warm arms wrap around my waist. "Babe it's okay. We'll get through this." His tone of voice slowly calmed me down. "B-but she's gone Craig!" "Don't say that!" He said sternly. His soothing voice calmed me down but it was still on mind.

It had been a couple of days and it was getting the best of me. I couldn't sleep and didn't want to wake up, when I had memories. It was a struggle to wake up and for me to prepare for another day. I was taking days off from work and Craig will come at home at night to comfort me as we will speak to each other about how we felt about the current situation.

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At times like this, this is when I need him. I was sitting on the sofa staring blankly at the tv screen. I had no  intentions of watching it anyway. I clutched my teddy when the pain swept over my anger and sadness. I stared at the tv once again and then lost my glance with it when my eyes laid on a bottle of rosé. I shook the thought away I am not going to do that. Though it will keep my mind off it.

My thoughts were abruptly stopped when my phone rang. I couldn't look at the screen knowing it was Craig. "Hi. How was it?" "Oh. Well never ending attempts of your mum to annoy me." "Ay! Don't go hating on my mum." I wanted to say but held my breath. I didn't know how to say it.

"Haha. Trust me I'm not hating but Craig I found out today that your mum. Well your mum. She-she made Zia go away." My eyes started to become layered with stinging tears but I stopped myself. There was a pause and a sigh from Craig.

"How did she make her go away?" "She paid Zia's mum!" "Crap." I heard him whisper. I was about to ask why he said that. "I think I helped." My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. He-he probably knew and didn't say. I didn't even realise I was shouting down the phone.

"So you knew...What kind of husband!...Relationships are about trust..I can't believe you...Argh!-." He tried to get a word in but I would refuse to let him.

"Just listen you stupid bitch!" Craig has never said that. Let me inform you now. I'm sensitive and when I'm emotional. I'm emotional! He carried on. "I didn't say that I had anything to do with this. My mum asked me for money before but I didn't ask why. So don't accuse me for no reason!" with his voice increasing.

"Oh you stupid idiot! Why the Hell wont you ask?!" "I didn't think of that at the time. At least I'm making damn money. You are saying your emotions not how you think!" "Well, that's smart for not asking isn't it? So I don't make money? I'm starting to get sick of you! Your unnecessary comments! Your mum irritates me to the extent I wish she didn't exist!"

"You put words in my mouth! Well if she wasn't there. I won't be either!" He yelled. "Well that really does help my life anyway. It's for the best. Go stay in wherever you damn are. I don't need you!" I screamed back and hung up. I stared at the bottle of wine. I had no time to get a glass. I opened the bottle and glugged the soothing alcohol down my throat.

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Trust me guys its going to get better! I see my reads went up. Blow them up! Well erm.. I have homework to do :¦(. I had no idea on what to write and when I did, I didnt know how to write it. I belong with you. You belong with me. You're my sweetheart! That song Is on my mind, every time I see the advert I scream like a clown? That works..

+_+ Tobi