Venessa

Chapter 40

...20th October.

Trying not to make any sound. I sneakily walked from, the kitchen. Upstairs. Trying my best to see, in the minimal golden light. Balancing the weight, in my hands, as I climbed.

Finally, I reached upstairs.

Tip toeing towards the room, very lightly, I pushed the door open. I found her sleeping soundly. Her back facing me.

Perfect.

I slowly kept the things down, on the night stand. And, hovered over her, slowly lean in. Very gently, I pecked her cheek and whispered in her ear...

"Happy birthday, love."

She just stirred lightly, in her sleep and I giggled to myself. I gently stroked her cheek. Moving away the hairs, that covered her face. She looked, so deep in her slumber. She looked, beautiful.

I shook her again, a bit harder this time. She stirred again and groaned in sleep.

She's so cute.

"Wake up, babe." I said, again. Trying my best to wake her up and not dying, at the same time. Finally, she slightly opened one of her eyes and looked at me. Not speaking at all. I just smiled to her and turned to bring the cake tray, from the nightstand. I held it in my hands and slowly turning back to face her.

Singing..."happy birthday".

She looked confused for a while and then, blinked a few times. Adorably.

I giggled and then, brought the cake in from the nightstand, towars her. She looked at the clock and then, turned her head at me, smiling. She slowly, blew the candles and looked at me, happily.

"Happy birthday love."

I chirped. She smiled and quickly picked the knife to cut, her cake. She took out a piece and brought her hand ahead to, feed it to me. But, I took the piece from her hand and gave it to her. As she took the bite, I brought my hand, under her chin and kissed her.

Tasting the cake, from her lips. Through her mouth. I pulled away and found her giggling. And I blushed at my own act.

This time she laughed.

I saw her actually laughing, after so many days. The past few days, we grew apart. I don't know, what exactly was my fault but, she just distanced herself from me. The last time, we made physical contact was, when she choked me. Since then, despite of living under one room and sharing the same bed. We were far away. We talked very rarely after that fight and it only made me scared.

What if we end up?

This was nothing less than a nightmare for me. I needed her. At any cost. In all situations. I saw my future with her. And the thought of going apart from her. Leaving her. It scared me to no extent. I can't afford to loose her. I have no one with me, except her. And I don't want to loose her too. I'm way too attached, to her, to that.

I love her way too much.

The last week, I saw myself growing anxiety again. I cried myself to sleep again. I hated myself again. Because I did something, going against her and it drew us apart. I just couldn't bear to stay away from her.

So, I planned today.

I planned her whole birthday. Starting from the cake at midnight to wishing her once again, before stroke of next midnight.

I just wanted us, to get back together, properly. I wanted her to give me the same kinds of hugs, she gave every morning. The way she, laughed with me at dinner table. The way she, kissed me senseless, when she got needy. And the way, she forced our bodies, to mold together. I missed everything and I missed her. So, I couldn't control myself anymore from not, talking to her and today was the best opportunity.