Chapter 3 ( Tough decisions/ Flashback )
" I don't want to be married to you. So let's get an divorce right now. "
I can't believe she would speak this way to me. My sweet, beautiful Marie the one I got to know again after months of being by her bedside. I had grown to have so much love for her. And now she wants to leave me.
I can't let this happen, I'll just have to show her that she means the world to me. She was my everything. It was hell from the moment we met but in a good way, I knew I felt something for her but didn't know how to put it into words back then.
Flashback
We were kids, when our parents introduced us. Her parents worked for mine. So when I met her, I treated her like all the rest. By being my usual bratty self.
I grabbed her hand and took her to the kitchens where all the different types of foods were being made for the party my parents were throwing. I pulled her along, I looked for the most exotic food that I knew she probably haven't in her life tasted before. And picked one piece off an platter, told her to try it.
She refused at first saying that we shouldn't do this because we could get in trouble. I told her it'll be fine but she tried to back out, I called her a chicken.
Not wanting to be called that, she snatched the food out of my hand. Then shoved it in her mouth, began to chew but she started to gag and went into a coughing fit. Holding her throat, she tried to form words.
" Whattt's in this....." she spoke in a raspy tone which kind of scared me because her face start breaking out in a rash or bumps as I knew at the time being so young.
" It's spicy shellfish I forgot what it's called, " I told her feeling nervous because I knew this was all my fault.
Then a chef spotted us, asked what were we two doing in here. I was so frightened at the time I could say a word. But he looked us over, noticed that something wasn't right.
............................
Checking over Marie, the chef grabbed her up rushing out to where others talking amongst themselves. And asked who's child is this because she's having an allergic reaction.
Hearing the commotion her mother ran over to take her from the chef, probably to the hospital. But not before asking what happened. Which made me all the more guilty because it was my fault.
So I stepped up, told them everything.
..............................
At the hospital, because I assisted on going to make sure she was okay. And after an hour or so of waiting to see if I could go back to see her.
When I got to her room, she was sitting up drinking water through a straw from a cup her mother was holding for her. I was glad to see she was alright. I slowly walked in, began to apologize again.
But what she said then and there lifted somewhat the weight off my shoulders....
" It's not your fault. I was one who ate it. Because I could've kept refusing it and walked away. "
I responded with a laugh, then we both laughed. And we've been friends ever since.
Now she's my wife, I'm not giving her up on her. Not ever.
............................................
Later on that night, as I helped my wife into the bathroom. Which she fought tooth and nail all the way there. Thank god the home that I brought was a one level. Because I knew wouldn't stand to be away from her when she announced that she wouldn't stay in a room with me. Because she wasn't used to this as she put it.
So I gave in just to make her happy, to not cause anymore damage to our already shaky marriage which we haven't even started yet. But I knew her for so many years, I knew when she was mad or upset. I just knew I wouldn't or couldn't win even if I wanted to.
My actions of that night was uncalled for. I knew I was guilty as hell, seeing her cry because one failed relationship after another. Plus I've been drinking because of my own problems. I didn't hold myself back, I did the unthinkable. But somewhere in my crime fueled haste, I loved and cared for her.
And to know all that I knew, I'd even turn myself in after I knew for sure that she was better. But I needed this time with her. I know this was selfish of me.
I needed to make it up to her. I'd do anything she asked of me besides divorce her.
Excuse my errors 😔
I hope it was okay.
I can't believe she would speak this way to me. My sweet, beautiful Marie the one I got to know again after months of being by her bedside. I had grown to have so much love for her. And now she wants to leave me.
I can't let this happen, I'll just have to show her that she means the world to me. She was my everything. It was hell from the moment we met but in a good way, I knew I felt something for her but didn't know how to put it into words back then.
Flashback
We were kids, when our parents introduced us. Her parents worked for mine. So when I met her, I treated her like all the rest. By being my usual bratty self.
I grabbed her hand and took her to the kitchens where all the different types of foods were being made for the party my parents were throwing. I pulled her along, I looked for the most exotic food that I knew she probably haven't in her life tasted before. And picked one piece off an platter, told her to try it.
She refused at first saying that we shouldn't do this because we could get in trouble. I told her it'll be fine but she tried to back out, I called her a chicken.
Not wanting to be called that, she snatched the food out of my hand. Then shoved it in her mouth, began to chew but she started to gag and went into a coughing fit. Holding her throat, she tried to form words.
" Whattt's in this....." she spoke in a raspy tone which kind of scared me because her face start breaking out in a rash or bumps as I knew at the time being so young.
" It's spicy shellfish I forgot what it's called, " I told her feeling nervous because I knew this was all my fault.
Then a chef spotted us, asked what were we two doing in here. I was so frightened at the time I could say a word. But he looked us over, noticed that something wasn't right.
............................
Checking over Marie, the chef grabbed her up rushing out to where others talking amongst themselves. And asked who's child is this because she's having an allergic reaction.
Hearing the commotion her mother ran over to take her from the chef, probably to the hospital. But not before asking what happened. Which made me all the more guilty because it was my fault.
So I stepped up, told them everything.
..............................
At the hospital, because I assisted on going to make sure she was okay. And after an hour or so of waiting to see if I could go back to see her.
When I got to her room, she was sitting up drinking water through a straw from a cup her mother was holding for her. I was glad to see she was alright. I slowly walked in, began to apologize again.
But what she said then and there lifted somewhat the weight off my shoulders....
" It's not your fault. I was one who ate it. Because I could've kept refusing it and walked away. "
I responded with a laugh, then we both laughed. And we've been friends ever since.
Now she's my wife, I'm not giving her up on her. Not ever.
............................................
Later on that night, as I helped my wife into the bathroom. Which she fought tooth and nail all the way there. Thank god the home that I brought was a one level. Because I knew wouldn't stand to be away from her when she announced that she wouldn't stay in a room with me. Because she wasn't used to this as she put it.
So I gave in just to make her happy, to not cause anymore damage to our already shaky marriage which we haven't even started yet. But I knew her for so many years, I knew when she was mad or upset. I just knew I wouldn't or couldn't win even if I wanted to.
My actions of that night was uncalled for. I knew I was guilty as hell, seeing her cry because one failed relationship after another. Plus I've been drinking because of my own problems. I didn't hold myself back, I did the unthinkable. But somewhere in my crime fueled haste, I loved and cared for her.
And to know all that I knew, I'd even turn myself in after I knew for sure that she was better. But I needed this time with her. I know this was selfish of me.
I needed to make it up to her. I'd do anything she asked of me besides divorce her.
Excuse my errors 😔
I hope it was okay.
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Chapter 3 ( Tough decisions/ Flashback )
This chapter is giving me feels. So he has loved her since they was kids
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2018-12-19 22:05:19
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Chapter 3 ( Tough decisions/ Flashback )
So he's goes, does this as a child and now its the whole thing with their situation. I think I probably said this already 😂
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2018-12-19 22:09:44
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