True Love

Mourning

Beep, Beep, Beep!!!

My alarm clock rings and alerts me that I need to wake up. Groaning I push myself out of bed, I really dont want to wake up. I jump up and grab my phone checking for a message that Ive been wanting to show up for weeks now. And just like every day Im disappointed. I drop my phone as a tear rolls down my cheek.

Why is this happening to me?

As the tears continue flowing I grab a pair of jeans and throw them on, along with a T-Shirt. I grab any pair of shoes I see, which are my black combat boots. I look myself over in the mirror as I brush my hair.

I look like a mourner in a way I am.

Bile rises in my throat, constricting me. I rush into the bathroom and fall down on my knees, throwing up my last meal, which was breakfast yesterday. I sit there for a few minutes, panting and resting my head against the wall. This has been a part of my routine for a few weeks. Finally getting up I reach for my toothbrush and toothpaste. I brush the vile taste out of my mouth and then go downstairs. Fortunately, no one is home, I like to be alone now a day. My phones vibrates in my pocket and I look to see who texted me. My best friend Hope sent the text.

Hey Rose, want me to pick you up?

Yes, how long do I have?

I ask then pick up and apple and chow down. Ive been really hungry lately but I cant bring myself to eat.

Five minutes. I have Julia with me. We got Dunkin, and your favorite coffee during the winter.

Pumpkin spice flavored?

Yup, with almond milk and sugar.

Alright, Ill see you soon!

I hear a honk from a car horn two minutes later and rush out to Hopes black Jeep. I jump into the back and am immediately handed my large coffee. I take a sip and savor the pumpkin flavor on my tongue.

How are you feeling Rose? Julia asks me.

Not too good, still super nauseous. And getting sick. I reply.

Maybe you should take a test? Hope suggests.

A test a pregnancy test. What if it were to come out positive? How was I supposed to handle that? In all truth I dont think that I could.

Maybe. I mutter, a bitter taste forming in my mouth.

Just in case. Julia says as she hands me a bag with a small but long box in it. I take the box out and look at it. Two pregnancy tests sit inside. I look up at Julia and I see her smile at me.

I will afterschool in the bathroom, if you guys want to stay with me. I mumble under my breath as my hands begin to shake.

Of course! They both say at the same time. I nod in response, not knowing if they see me.

We reach the High School and we all pile out. I hide the tests in my bag and march towards the school with my best friends by my side. Surprisingly all of my classes flew by with an inconsistent speed that Im not used to. By the end of school all my homework is done and Im on my way to the bathroom. My phone vibrates as a walk into the bathroom stall.

Which bathroom are you in Rose?

Julia texted me. I bite my lip in the attempts to calm my fluttering stomach and take a deep breath.

On the first floor, near the gym.

Ok, Hope and I are on the way down.

I dont bother replying, I take the box in shaking hands and slowly opening it. I pull the first test out and pee on the stick. I then repeat the procedure on the second test. I sit there and wait for the result. The time ticks by slowly but after three minutes is up I check the tests. The tears start streaming down my cheeks as the result registered. The test showed a positive, both tests did. With shaking hands, I cap the tests and try to get rid of the persisting tears falling, but its hopeless. As I walk out of the stall, Hope and Julia walk into the bathroom. They see the tears falling and rush to hug me.

Whats wrong Rose? Hope asks me, squeezing me tight as I start to sob.

I hand the pregnancy tests over, and watch as it to registers on their faces. Their eyes drop to my belly which I find myself instinctively holding. I look at myself in the mirror and I can see the small bump in my belly. And the tears start to flow even more. Both Hope and Julia place their hands on my belly and look up at me. In this moment I know they wont leave my side and that were all going to get through this together. And the tears flow faster.

Unknown point of view

I miss her, I miss the love of my life. My mind flashes back to the night I made love with her, told her how much I love her and held her in my arms as she fell asleep.

My sweet, sweet girl, oh how I miss you. I whisper under my breath. A tear slides down my cheek as I remember her smile and laugh. And her soft lips.

If only you knew how much I need you right now. Or why I had to leave. I just hope you dont hate me.