Remember that part in the movie where Tom Hanks was playing Forrest Gump? He was sitting on a bench and talking to a woman. He said 'life is like a box of chocolate. You never know what you are going to get.'‘Well, he was right, with life you just never know what you are going to get.’"Ok, I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said to my store manager."One more thing before you go. Remember that the forty-year-old virgin has another dress fitting tomorrow.""I'll be here to assist with that." I told Franco.I looked at my watch, thinking that I was going to be late for my date with Nick."Bye.""Enjoy your date with Mr Fine." Franco called after me."I will." I called back.Nick and I did this thing once a month, going back to the cafe where we had our first date. Getting the same thing each time, it was our way of keeping our love alive.My phone buzzed with a message from Nick."Can't wait to see you."I sent him back a message, letting him know I was leaving now and would be there shor
I heard voices that caused me to swim in and out of consciousness.I opened my eyes to blinding bright lights, then immediately closed them. Only to have someone forcing both my eyelids open to shine lights in them.I tried to push the person away, but my hands and body overall felt heavy.I could hear intangible voices, then the feeling of being moved.I didn't feel like myself. It felt as if I was floating.I looked around the room to see where I was, then I remembered.Nick, oh God Nick.I tried to talk, to ask for him, only to find that a tube of some sort was in my mouth. One which wasn't there when I just came to the hospital.Tears burnt my eyes as I thought of the worst.'Like, why do I have a tube down my throat?''Was Nick ok?'I closed my eyes again, willing my tears to stop, telling myself that Nick was ok, he had to be ok.He can't just leave me like this. I can't lose him, not now.He's my sanity. I can't go through this again.Why does life have to be this cruel to me?
I picked at my burger and fries, not feeling in the mood to eat anything. Even though I was hungry, I just couldn’t bring myself to consume the food.The only thing I managed to get down was the blue coconut slush."Do you want me to sleep over?" Nessa offered."No, I just need a little time for myself. I'll call you in the morning." I told her."Ok.""Remember to take your pills." Nessa said, pointing at the brown paper bag that was on the counter."I will."Nessa kissed my cheek, "see you in the morning.""Hang in there punk." Rickie said, ruffling my hair.When they left, I dumped the rest of my slush, then took my pills with some water.After that, I took a shower, had a long cry before putting on one of Nick's shirt and curling up in bed.I stared at his picture on the bedside table, praying that he will wake up and be ok.For the first time in so long, I was laying in my loft and in my bed alone.There was no warmth to search for, no heavy breathing or soft snoozes.I closed my
"Good morning." I said to Nick, even though he couldn't hear me.I placed fresh flowers on the table beside his bed, then kissed his lips."Jackson and Rickie are almost done with the houses. They didn't want to do them without you, but I didn't want the opening of the community to stall any longer. It has been years in the making."I took Nick's hands in mine, watching his motionless body.For weeks, I visited Nick, sitting by his bedside, day and night, hoping and praying, but there was no change in him.And even though I thought talking to him would wake him up, it didn't."I'll see you tomorrow." I said, kissing his lips before leaving.I went home to shower and get something to eat, but in my state, I had a hard time cooking. And an even harder time getting much down. Everything was bland to me and tasted like cardboard.I was just surprised that I wasn't throwing up.My phone rang, causing me to jump as it dragged me out of my daydream.I answered the phone, bracing myself, afte
The next day when I visited Nick, he gave me a strange look."Hey, good morning." I smiled at him.He raised a brow at me."How are you feeling?" I asked, placing down a duffle bag on the chair."I don't know you." He replied slowly.He looked me up and down and I could see him trying to reach for the call button."You don't remember me at all?""No, who are you?"I pursed my lips. "I'm your wife."His eyes widen."My what?""Wife.""My wi- wife, but what about-?" He paused to raise his hand, then examined the ring there."I'm married?"I showed him my ring. “We're married.""How?""Well, when two people are in love, they get together, then other things happen, which may lead to marriage."He looked at me in confusion, "did you do this while I was in a coma? Like an arranged or forced marriage.""Do I seem like the type to do such a thing?""Kind of."I cracked a smile, seeing that he hadn't lost his witty side."No, we have been married for a while now, a long while." I informed him,
"Good morning." I greeted Nick brightly."Good morning." Nick greeted back, but it was filled with uncertainty.Even after visiting him for four days in a row, I wouldn't say we were making progress.He still stared at me with skepticism in his eyes and asked me questions about his life I didn't have the answers to.Like boating events, polo club and things only my father used to do.On the fifth day, I laid in the waiting room, trying to get a night's rest.After seeing that there was no way of convincing me to go home, the staff let me be, offering me a pillow and blanket.Just as I was about to doze off, someone poked my arm.I jumped up to see that it was Nick. Our eyes locked as he stared at me."What are you doing?" He asked.I stretched and yawned. “Well, I was just about to go swimming when you stopped me. Good thing too, because the water seemed cold."He cracked a smile, then laughed, something I hadn't heard in a long while."Of course. Hmm, I'm hungry and I don't want to s
The next day after an awkward introduction to Nick's parents, and a mountain of questions.I visited the hospital with the hopes for proving to Nick that we were in fact married. I had a photo album, as well as a video from our time in The Bahamas after our wedding.Even though I paced for minutes in the living room of my loft, contemplating if it was worth showing him the proof.Either way, I also had several other proof just in case the pictures and videos weren't enough.When I got to his room, his parents were there again. This time it seemed as if he was getting ready to leave with them."Nick?""Reign." He looked up at me from where he was putting his shoes on."I have proof," I waved my tablet in the air.His parents turned to acknowledge me at that."Good morning." I said to them, seeing that they forgot their manners."Of what exactly?" His mother folded his arm across his chest.I ignored her to pass him all that I have brought."It's all there. You asked for it." I told him
"Well, the place is yours. Sit down, look around, feel free to do whatever you want." I told him.As I busied myself with putting Nick's things away, I heard a crash coming from the livingroom. I rushed to see what it was, only to find him standing over a vase."Sorry. I was admiring the patterns when it slipped out of my fingers somehow."I gave a tight smile. “It's fine, not like it cost ten grand or anything. I'll clean it up."When I came back with the little broom and shovel, I saw that Nick was picking up the pieces.He looked up at me, his face had a look as if he realised something."Did you marry me for my money? You know, like a sugar baby or something, cause you look fairly young. Don't get my wrong, but like am I sponsoring you in some sort of way."I frowned while biting my bottom lip, then laughed."No, nothing like that, and I did say that this is my place. Plus, I'm only four years younger than you.""You look younger than twenty-seven. Yeah, ok, but I could have easil