Hendrix woke up and left with Blue. My husband did not trust me with my son anymore. I texted Ryan and asked him to check where Hendrix was. Ryan: He is here, get the party ready, I will make sure we come when it’s party time. Setting up for the party got me busy and helped to get my mind occupied with something else. My eyes burned as if acid had been poured on them and the dark under eyes were starting to show. I put eye drops and got on with my day. The decor team arrived and I helped them set up. The drinks arrived, I helped them too. I was just everywhere. Soon, the living and dining room were unrecognizable. It was gorgeous. The theme was black and gold, classic. Music was playing, Ryan had sent me a playlist of Hendrix’s favorite songs and they were on repeat. A few guests began arriving and I was still in my leggings. “Hi guys, sorry, I have been so busy, I lost track of time. Please make yourselves at home. I am going to make myself presentable.” I said and quickly ra
When everything is just happening all at once and you do not know what to do, what to say, or even think. I found myself picking up the same thing over and over as I cooked. I found myself asking what I had already put in and what I hadn’t. When I finally tasted the steaks, they were inedible. The thought to call Hendrix and ask him to bring dinner was quickly pushed off. Ryan’s words came back to haunt me. I knew Hendrix had sacrificed a lot but how much was a lot? I had a feeling it was more than I could even imagine. It was eating me alive, like acid on my heart. I knew I could never repay him, it wasn’t something I could repay. I picked up my phone and Blue, walked out to get some take out before Hendrix got home and found no dinner. I needed to be useful in something. I realized when I was standing in the street that I hadn’t called an uber. I went back to the house and walked out when the car had arrived. It was when I had to pay for my uber that I realized I had left my purse.
Ryan: You are not here to play house with my best friend, we have a party to planThe message from Ryan was the reason I found myself walking in a restaurant, Blue in my arms, pretending as if everything was fine. I was even able to slap a fake smile on my face when I saw Ryan. Ofcourse he had reserved the whole floor of the restaurant. The guards were in every corner. He probably owned the restaurant itself. In a table next to him were different pieces of cake displayed. It seemed excessive really but I was not going to rain on his parade. “Finally, look, I know it’s nice to have him all to yourself but we have a party to plan and I don't have all day.” Ryan said dramatically when he saw me, shutting his laptop. An assistant rushed to take the laptop away. “Jealous, are we?” It was the first words I had uttered since the previous day in the hospital. Things were intense in the apartment with Hendrix. I had pretended to be asleep when they came in for the night and pretended to be a
“Physically Blue is healthy and well. I can say for sure that he is not deaf or mute. On top of that he has shown signs of higher intelligence. Blue did exceptionally well in all his tests.” The doctor said after a long minute of intense and devastating silence. My chest tightened even more, relieved, but my emotions had a firm grip on me. “What I can see is that you have both gone through a lot. Babies recognize the people around them with emotions— how they feel around you, how hearing your voice makes them feel. That builds what state they are in when around you. Mothers usually nurture and provide a safe bubble for a baby. Once the mother is around they get comfort.” The doctor explained, staring at me and I could see the sadness as she uttered the words. “Blue is more free when you are not in the room. Your son escapes from you the first chance he gets.” The doctor opened the file and read “The patient shrinks at the sound of his mother.” The doctor closed the file and stared
I gave Blue a bath then cleaned the house. Hendrix had already made the bed, leaving a smile on my face. I jumped in the shower then got searching. I was looking for the best children’s hospital. I went through all their reviews and what departments they had then I called to set up an appointment. We got ready for our hospital trip. With Hendrix gone, Blue was fussy and making sure I knew he did not want to be there with me. It got to the point I couldn’t help but laugh and shake my head. I texted Hendrix to let him know which hospital we were going to and about our appointment before we left the house. The uber left us at the hospital and we walked in. It was queit, meeting a lady at the reception who helped us complete the necessary forms. A nurse then came to explain what we will be doing and where we will be starting. They drew blood for tests then proceeded to do tests either with or without me. We were given lunch before we went on with the tests. Hendrix checked-in on us now
I stirred the moment Hendrix tried to roll out of bed. I guess he realized his movement had caused much disturbance because my husband froze and stared back at us. His stormy eyes met mine and I could only smile, hoping I did not have any drool marks on my face.“I woke you?” “Thankfully.” I said back, “ Morning,” I added, pushing up to stretch. “Morning, you slept well?” “Yes, you?” He smiled and nodded his head. Together we went to the bathroom. While he brushed his teeth I peed and realized halfway through that this was probably weird. I held my pee and stared up to him but he did not even notice, just brushing his teeth, this being a normalcy to him. I let go of my anxiety and let the pee out. When done I washed my hands and we switched positions. Why was it so sexy to watch and hear him pee. He was only on his briefs, his body breathtaking even from the back. I could just climb him. I drowned my face in cold water to cleanse my brain from such impure thoughts. I pulled my ha
We arrived a few minutes to eight. Blue was dead asleep as I eased in the dim underground parking next to Hendrix’s car. Just seeing his car made it real. He was in the apartment? As I put the car in park, my phone rang and my heart skipped a beat. “Hi hubby,” “Wifey, where are you now?” “Getting worried hubby?”“Yeah, it’s getting dark.” I hadn’t thought he would actually say it. I grinned happily. “We just parked next to your car.” “I’m coming.” “Okay.” It felt surreal, my stomach tying itself to knots. I turned off the engine and sent a text to Ryan, letting him know that I had arrived in one piece. I unclipped my belt and turned back to stare at Blue. I hoped he was having sweet dreams. I picked my hand bag and turned around then froze because Hendrix was standing just a few feet from my door. That was fast. I opened the door, short from jumping out and into his arms. There was no way he couldn’t see my happiness, I was literally beaming. “Hubby,” I shyly said. “Wif
I was cautious with unknown numbers, so as the phone rang I just stared for the first few rings before deciding to answer and listen. “Bestie’s wife,”“Urgh, I should have followed my instincts and not picked up.” I retorted, rolling my eyes. “Go ahead, ruin my day Ryan.” Ryan chuckled, “Don’t be a twat, I am calling to make nice. Hendrix’s birthday is this weekend, I bet you didn’t even know.” My eyes went wide, yep, I hadn’t known but Ryan did not have to know that. “I know, I am his wife, sucker, now what do you want?” Such a drama queen. “Let’s throw a party for him. Maybe there with the closest people to him. I could invite the other guys.” “Perfect!” I said louder than needed, instantly regretting it. Ryan already had a big ego, he didn’t need it inflated even more. “Okay, we are doing this together. We discuss everything. This is not your time to shine. My idea.” I rolled my eyes and fell back on the bed. I was trying to think of an insult to haul back at him but faile
The exam kept me busy. I was barely even existing in the same world as everyone. I was in my caged world where nothing but the exam and my books existed. I rarely even ate, just floating through the days until the very last paper. I was exhausted, a shell, hollow, having put everything I had in the papers. I poured all I could and hoped it was enough. That friday, I came from writing and went straight to bed where I collapsed. I was so drained, brain abused to the core. For those three weeks Hendrix hadn’t come nor called. It seemed like a blur to me. I slept from one in the afternoon and only woke up to pee at three in the morning before taking off my clothes, pulling on pajamas and went deeper into sleep. “Morning,” A voice broke through my deep sleep. Slowly, the hold fatigue had on me slipped away. My eyes fluttered, the sun rays bright in the room, someone had opened the curtains and windows. A groan escaped me. I turned, my eyes coming face to face with a very large bouque