It was Sunday.
Sunday bloody Sunday. This week was my last week of Highschool. In
4 days I'd be out and getting ready for College. And just 3 more
months and I'd be heading for WKU. Western Kentucky University was
just a few miles up the rode from my on Campus apartment I got last
summer in preperation. But for now I would continue to live like
this every Sunday: sitting there with a cup of hot tea, in my
fluffy, warm, cozy Lazyboy chair watching the countless mindless TV
shows or playing Halo. Always the same, and always just as nice.
Ignorence is bliss. Just then I heard a vibration sound to my
right. My love Jackie was giving me a ring. I reached for my phone
and picked it up, hitting the Talk button in the proccess. "Hello
babe." I said in my best sweetie voice. "Hey Maxy." she replaied in
singsong. "What's up Love?" I asked. "Not much, come by my place
tonight?" she replied again. "Deffinately! See you at seven." and
she hung up. It was always seven, just as well. Little did I know
what would transpire that night. That at the tender age of eighteen
I would be asking my long time sweetheart to take the big dive and
to marry me. Little did I know that 5 years later, on our wedding
night, I would conceive a child who would grow to be a pain in the
ass, but still my child, and that I would still love him as my son.
Tonight would be it, I was going to throw myself into 5 years of
torture waiting for the wedding and at the time, at 4:30 in the
afternoon in my cozy dimly lit apartment, I had no idea of my
future, my destiny. But I loved her didn't I? I'd loved her since
middle school for Christ's sake! I knew what I wanted to ask her,
but the question was how to ask.
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