YOU WAITED

I sat crossed legged on the couch, my Kenny G CD playing soft and soothingly in the background.  Book in hand and my relaxing on the couch, I waited, like every other night for him, Keith, my husband. You see we've been married for 2 years now, and one would think I'd grow tired of waiting for him, doing the same thing, just for him to make little to no acknowledgement of my existence. But no, the hope of that One day, still lies within . Keith Salvatore is a 26 year old, successful CEO and owner of Salvatore Enterprises and other ventures, good looking , talented and who's presence is filled with authority and a bit of mystery.  He's the type of person who works well under pressure, never rash with his decisions and has a way of getting his word across with the simplest of words. Being as straight forward and blunt sometimes, I found myself hearing him the first time we met, without much f

I know I shouldn't have done it but at the moment, it was the only thing in mind, with those news, having to hear it from a live TV show then my own husband. Right now as I speak, I'm pacing up and down nervously  in a motel. Hoping that he doesn't show up or be in his ignore mood enough that he doesn't notice me, not that he really does. I just needed to be away from there and get a bit of fresh air, even if it's for the night. I was quite careful about this, though telling Joe I would check in a hotel, I watched him leave and right after, I called a cab and booked a room in a motel, under my mother's name, not wanting to expose Keith being married, as well as myself. Finally sitting down on the soft bed, I sigh out loud and look around the room for the first time since being here, because I was too in my head to see much. Now that I'm here, I really appreciate what I see, the room is clean( thank God), cream white

" Oh my God!" I gasp under my palm, which covers my mouth. I can't believe that I let this happen, let myself be in this situation. The last I remember is me laying on the floor and now I wake up, to the feel of a strong arm around me and the sight of Keith laying close to me. Not wanting Keith to find me on the bed with him, I place his arm on the bed before carefully leaving the softness of the bed, taking my toiletries and change of clothes to the bathroom.  Well more like tiptoeing to the bathroom. I almost slam the door shut before leaning against it and releasing a big sigh of relief. The feeling of water on my body is amazing, has me relaxing and almost forgetting about the whole sleeping arrangement.  The night might not have turned out the way I initially thought it'd be, but I won't lie and say butterflies didn't erupt in my tummy when Keith held me close.

Divorce. That word hasn't left me ever since Keith gave me the papers. After last nights events, I'm quite exhausted today and the numbness hasn't vanished. After our little chat, I cried while letting the milk and Oreo's comfort me, today though, I might be feeling all sorts of emotional but I refuse to let it consume me, and take me from the reality that stares me in the face. Making way down the stairs, I'm all set in mind about a couple of things. I walk on to the kitchen, expecting to find Sarah so we could have a chat, but all plans are put aside when I hear my name being called. Keith. Whipping around, I see Keith right behind me, coming down the stairs. " I have something to discuss with you." No good morning, nothing. " okay" the sound of the doorbell interrupts him from saying anything, whilst awaiting for whoever, I give him a once over and I can s

Before married life, simple was all me, not that it's changed now that I'm married.For me, the simplest moments hold importance, just like the times I used to come to the small cafe downtown, which wasn't far from my highschool. I used to hang out at the cafe after school, sometimes do my homework there or just be there to unwind.I loved the homey vibe I always received whenever I was here, now being back here brings back so many memories and most good then bad. Thus bringing a smile upon my face, like right now when I enter the cafe.Looking around I see that not much has changed which I love and appreciate." Kea?" I hear from behind me.Turning around, my jaw drops to the floor at seeing my old friend, who I'd lost contact of, 2 years ago  looking so handsome." James!" I almost scream in excitement but hold back , remembering that we aren't alone.