Sean's pov
After yesterday with Effie yelling at me I decided it was best for me to give her some space. I know she would never stop working but I felt I was more concerned than she was about her health. She's 30 years old for fucks sake. Too young to have a stroke. Too young to be as stressed as she was.
Effie might not think so or even believe it, but she was still my one and only woman. I loved her. Grumbling to myself as I drive to a cafe grabbing a plain coffee and a bagel with strawberry cream cheese for Effie and a milk tea with a club sandwhich for myself. Leaving the cafe I go back to the clinic.
I hum as I drive my car tapping on the steering wheel as I arrive back at the clinic. Walking to Effie's room, I enter inside frowning when I see Effie not in bed. Hearing a small thud in the bathroom, I sigh set everything on the night table. "Effie are you alright in there?" I asked as I went to the bathroom door.
It was silent a while before I hear a muffled "no". Opening the door, I see Effie on the ground of the bathroom floor. Picking her up bridal style, I look at her. "What were you trying to do Tiger?" I ask her.
"Go to the bathroom but apparently I'm pathetic." Effie grumbled and I frown. "Hey don't say that. Its okay to ask for help." I say as I carry her to the toilet helping her pull her sweatpants down. "I brought coffee and food." I say to her as I turn around from her.
Finally Effie was done using the toilet and I turned around helping her stand and wash her hands. "So helpless." Effie mumbled. "Hey don't talk like that. You aren't pathetic and you definetly aren't useless Tiger." I say in her ear and I notice the slight shiver in her spine.
"C'mon lets go eat." I say as I carry her to the bed setting her down I had her the coffe and bagel. "Can I sit with you?" I asked her and she looked beside her. "You're going to do it anyway." Effie sighed moving closer to the wall. Getting in the bed beside her I grab my milk tea and sandwhich.
"Hey how come you got the sandwhich?" Effie said as she looked at my sandwhich. Chuckling I hand her half the sandwhich which she greedily eat as she hands me half her bagel.
Putting the hole to my eye, I nudge Effie. "Hey look." I say and she looks at me annoyed. "What kind of bagel does a smartass eat?" I ask. "What?" Effie said.
"A know everything bagel." I said and she straight faced me. "That was corny." Effie said as she finished off her coffee. "Okay I get it it was a little stale." I smirk softly. "Shut up." Effie laughed lightly.
Smiling a little, I settle down in the bed as I turn to watch what was on TV. A awkward silence fell around us and I frowned internally. Hoping it wouldn't always be thid way with us. "So how is Wylder Stocks?" Effie asks as the silence falls. "Its okay. Business is booming, stocks being sold everyday so okay." I say awkwardly. "That's good I guess." Effie sighs.
"Do you ever think you'll be able to forgive me? For what I did to us." I asked wanting a straight forward answer. "I don't know." She said and she didn't say anything else to me. I understood it as I sighed.
I was wrong in assuming that after five years of being seperated that it would be easy getting Effie back. I was wrong to assume that she didn't harbour any resentment towards me. I hurt her and I knew that back then but I was so betrayed when those picture where given the me.
After everything had finally settled with the divorced I had blamed Peach's. She was so clingy she ruined my marriage. And for what? I didn't go to her afterwards. I haven't touched anybody since Effie.
She did try to come and hook up but I wanted my Effie. Making love with her, how her body just melts into mine, the errotic sounds she made, how she called out my name. What made me fall in love with Effie is how independent and strong she is. I admired her for how independent she was. But Effie still supported me even when she had worked a full day selling houses. She stayed up helping me with business plans.
But like the fucking idiot I am I believed a picture, that was actually forged, versus my best friend of a life time. Not only did I lose my wife that day, I lost a friend that was also there for me
Glancing down at Effie she was knocked out sleep and it was a beautiful sight. She was on her side turned to me a soft pout on her lips. Laying down beside her I wrap my arms around her hips pulling her close.
"I promise to you Effie. I'll fix this. I'll get us back together even if I'm 70." I say softly kissing her forehead. I sighed.
I missed this. Just holding her in my arms while she slept was and still is my favorite activity.
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"You should let me love you. Let me be the one to. Give you everything you want and need. Oh, good love and protection. Make me your selection." I sung to Effie, quoting Let Me Love You hy Mario, she sat on her bed laughing. I spun around my hand on my head as I thrusted my hips in the air.We were only 18.
"Oh God, I can't with you boy." Effie laughed as she tried to cover her laugh hiding those pearly white teeth. "Don't hide from me Effie. You know I love that smile." I say as I move over to her pulling away her hand kissing her.
She looked away briefly befire she turned to me "You know you can't sing right." She said. "Says who?" I ask quirking a eyebrow. "Says me." Effie says with a proud smirk.
"You do better then. I wanna here you sing then." I said sitting on the bed as she stood up. "Challenge accepted." Effie smirked as she smiled nervously.
"I'm seraching for the words to make you realize that I really, really want you to stay oh. Tears of frustration I hold inside but it you walk away. You'll make this grown man cry." She sung and it had a rustic feel to it. It made me feel warm inside.
"What song was that?" I asked. "Don't Leave Me Girl by Blackstreet. What you know about that huh?" Effie laughed. "Well its official your going to be a singer." I laughed as I layed down on Effie's bed as she crawled in.
"Move over Sean." She said nudging me. "No, I want to hold my Tiger. C'mon." I say opening my arms. "No funny business Sean." She said. "On my mama." I say holding my arms up. She hesitated before she rolled her eyes at me before laying in my arms. Her head resting on my chest, her arm hugging my waist as I held her. I felt whole, complete even. I knew right then I didn't want to let go.
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