it smelled like death, the walls were white, the floors were cold. lady to her right, sat with her head buried in her hands, sobbing. this must be her first time too. lady to her left, sat quiet and untouched by the awkwardness of the room. footsteps. next patient. shes the next patient.
"Are you allergic to anything?", the man in the white lab coat asked.
"No", she was only able to mutter under her voice. her throat was dry, she was afraid, nervous, distraught.
"Okay follow me, we're going to put you to sleep using anesthesia, lay back and count back from 10." another nurse spoke this time.
"10..............." she was out.
they were in their mid twenties, they shared a special connection from day one. being able to talk to one another about any and everything, it was only right that they became exclusive. from the time they met, he knew he wanted her to be the mother of his children, he'd even asked her a few times and she replied with love. the love she had for him, she would go to infinity and beyond, climb the highest mountain and cross the driest desert for this man. he was what no other man was to her, he loved her with no limits, he never judged her or even brought up the bad things she had done.
they never practiced safe sex, eventhough they should've just because no matter how much a person loves you, they might slip up and end up in or on someone else. precaution. they didt take any precautions, they never thought they needed to. she was going to be his wife and he would be her husband and they would have a family.
thinking she knew the way he felt about her no matter what, she was estatic to find out that she was pregnant that cloudy cold morning.she couldn't believe that after so long, her dream had finally come true. she was going to be able to experience pregnancy and have a baby with the love of her life.
"are you serious?" those were the words that came out of his mouth after she called him with the happy news. she could tell from his tone that it wasn't the excited kind of "are you serious" it was like more of a regular question.
"am I serious? yes im serious! you're going to be a daddy baby!!" she beamed into the phone.
"ohhhh... well okay. ill talk to you when I get home", he hung up without saying bye.
she tried to replay the conversation over and over again in her head to try to understand what went wrong. he knew that a baby was completely possible, they had a very active sex life and they didn't use protection. she just couldn't understand why he was so cold towards her when she expected him to be the total opposite.
he walked in the house and straight to the bedroom , he seen the light from the tv on so he knew she was in bed. he sat in the chair they had in their room and put his head in his hands. she crawled to the edge of the bed where she was sitting directly in front of him.
"you cant have my baby, its not a good time at all. so much is going on and we don't need this right now" his words hit her full force, she couldn't swallow, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't believe what she had just heard. she raised up off the bed and walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. she looked in the mirror, trying to come to. she couldn't understand what had just took place and why.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"come out of the bathroom man, please. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, its jus... its just that its not the right time baby, we not stable or anything, please come out the bathroom and talk to me." he said into the door, on the other side, she slid down to the floor, curled into fetal position and the tears started. she laid there and thought back to every doctor appointment she had gone to, all the ultrasounds and CTS she had sat through so that one day this day could be possible and now he wanted her to end it, end it before it even had a chance to start. she ended up falling asleep on the bathroom floor.
when she opened her eyes, she was staring at the toilet, as if on key, she felt nausea and put the toilet to use. she stood up and looked herself in the mirror again, yes this was really happening, no dream. she turned the door knob and pushed, but she had to push something out the way that was blocking her exit. it was him , he had fallen asleep in front of the bathroom door. she pushed it harder, hard enough to hit him and wake him up. He opened his eyes and looked at her, their eyes were both blood shot, as if he was crying all night as well. she stepped over him, headed towards the closet. she pulled out her suitcase that she had only used once. she slowly began throwing clothes from the closet into the suitcase, he just stood there looking , trying to figure out what she was doing, he hope what he thought wasn't really happening.
she looked at him as he sat against the wall looking stupid, "im leaving, ill be back to get the rest of my things some other time, do not call me , don't text me, don't try to contact anyone on my behalf. you have broken every piece of my heart, I've done nothing but be good to you, ive given you everything you asked for and you cant give me one thing, well you gave it to me but you cant let me enjoy it so for you, im going to get rid of it. I don't want to have a child by a coward, a man who talked a good one until shit got real then decided to come at me with some bullshit ass excuse as to why this isn't right. I had a long talk with God last night, I begged him for forgiveness for what im going to do for YOU." he tried to talk. "NO! let me finish, I am doing this for YOU. so when its all said and done, remember you had everything and YOU are the reason why you don't have shit now." with that said, she put on her sweats and hoodie, grabbed her hat and slides and walked out of the apartment they once shared some of the happiest times in.
"hello hunny, you're up, you made it through. im going to massage your stomach to get any excess blood out of you okay" she just looked at the nurse, no reply. the nurse left her bedside and as the next patient was being rolled into recovery, she could no longer hold her tears in.
just bad timing.
Welcome to the official website of the author, K.Tanae.
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Him, Her & HER.
“A lioness doesn’t lose sleep over the opinion of sheep”
He lay with her at night, kissed her as she slept. His arm under her
head, she put her body into his, just to make sure he was there. It
was real, he was there. Sleeping with her like old times, nothing
disturbing them except their own dreams and probably her sleep talk.
She lay awake during those times, wondering why he stopped replying.
Maybe he was asleep; he’d had a long week. Her pillow was the only
comfort she had, oh and let’s not forget her phone. She fell into a
slumber, still wondering what he might be doing.
2am, he kissed her neck. She shivered at the slightest touch, she was
a light sleeper, and any slight movement would wake her up. He pressed
himself against her, giving her a hint that she already knew was
coming. He didn’t sleep through the night and when he woke up, she
knew what he needed to go back to sleep. It was their addiction, the
one drug that kept them together no matter what. It was a spark every
single time it occurred, nothing would change that. He turned her over
from her side to her back, found what he was looking for... the
entrance.
3:30am, she lay in bed awake, checking her phone every so often just
to see if he would text or call. NOTHING, she hadn’t heard from him
since about 6pm the night before. Thinking thoughts that no female
wants to think, where on earth could her man be. She finally gave in
and sent a text, of course no response because he was asleep. Asleep
with her.
He stroked her with long deep strokes, the way she loved it. He kissed
her neck and bit her arm, digging himself deeper inside of her with
every stroke. She lifted her legs to give him more entrance, he
grabbed her breast and squeezed while he let out a moan. He loved this
woman, this was where he belongs. She turned him over and gave him
what he loved in returned. The way she stroked his dick with her hand
before letting him go inside her mouth, drove him crazy. The way she
stroked in a circular motion made his breathing change. She flicked
her tongue on the tip of his swollen manhood and took it a step
further by taking him in her mouth completely. His legs tensed up. His
phone lit up. The room lit up, she kept going. Sucking harder and
stronger every time. He couldn’t control himself, he attempted to roll
over and look at his phone but she wasn’t having it, she took him as
deep as she could, he froze. She kept going, stroking, sucking,
spitting. His entire pelvic area was damp from her. He grabbed her
head, he was almost there.
She couldn’t understand why her calls and text were going unanswered,
this was becoming too familiar. Friday nights he would vanish until
Saturday mornings. She tossed and turned all night, hoping that the
sky would open soon and the sun would shine, letting her know it was
officially a new day.
His nutt shot down her throat and she gracefully took every drip of
it. He looked relieved; she kissed him on the cheek and rolled over on
to her side.She knew the light on the phone was his girl, his
girlfriend in reality.
He’d been married for almost a year now.
She knew her place as his wife, he was hers and she was his and death
couldn’t even part them. She played her position, everyone knew who
she was, and she got the respect that all the wives got. He came home
to her, slept with her, fed her, ate with her and now he was starting
a new chapter with her. Feeling the movements in her abdomen reassured
her that no matter what, she would always have a piece of him.
“A lioness doesn’t lose sleep over the opinion of sheep”
He lay with her at night, kissed her as she slept. His arm under her
head, she put her body into his, just to make sure he was there. It
was real, he was there. Sleeping with her like old times, nothing
disturbing them except their own dreams and probably her sleep talk.
She lay awake during those times, wondering why he stopped replying.
Maybe he was asleep; he’d had a long week. Her pillow was the only
comfort she had, oh and let’s not forget her phone. She fell into a
slumber, still wondering what he might be doing.
2am, he kissed her neck. She shivered at the slightest touch, she was
a light sleeper, and any slight movement would wake her up. He pressed
himself against her, giving her a hint that she already knew was
coming. He didn’t sleep through the night and when he woke up, she
knew what he needed to go back to sleep. It was their addiction, the
one drug that kept them together no matter what. It was a spark every
single time it occurred, nothing would change that. He turned her over
from her side to her back, found what he was looking for... the
entrance.
3:30am, she lay in bed awake, checking her phone every so often just
to see if he would text or call. NOTHING, she hadn’t heard from him
since about 6pm the night before. Thinking thoughts that no female
wants to think, where on earth could her man be. She finally gave in
and sent a text, of course no response because he was asleep. Asleep
with her.
He stroked her with long deep strokes, the way she loved it. He kissed
her neck and bit her arm, digging himself deeper inside of her with
every stroke. She lifted her legs to give him more entrance, he
grabbed her breast and squeezed while he let out a moan. He loved this
woman, this was where he belongs. She turned him over and gave him
what he loved in returned. The way she stroked his dick with her hand
before letting him go inside her mouth, drove him crazy. The way she
stroked in a circular motion made his breathing change. She flicked
her tongue on the tip of his swollen manhood and took it a step
further by taking him in her mouth completely. His legs tensed up. His
phone lit up. The room lit up, she kept going. Sucking harder and
stronger every time. He couldn’t control himself, he attempted to roll
over and look at his phone but she wasn’t having it, she took him as
deep as she could, he froze. She kept going, stroking, sucking,
spitting. His entire pelvic area was damp from her. He grabbed her
head, he was almost there.
She couldn’t understand why her calls and text were going unanswered,
this was becoming too familiar. Friday nights he would vanish until
Saturday mornings. She tossed and turned all night, hoping that the
sky would open soon and the sun would shine, letting her know it was
officially a new day.
His nutt shot down her throat and she gracefully took every drip of
it. He looked relieved; she kissed him on the cheek and rolled over on
to her side.She knew the light on the phone was his girl, his
girlfriend in reality.
He’d been married for almost a year now.
She knew her place as his wife, he was hers and she was his and death
couldn’t even part them. She played her position, everyone knew who
she was, and she got the respect that all the wives got. He came home
to her, slept with her, fed her, ate with her and now he was starting
a new chapter with her. Feeling the movements in her abdomen reassured
her that no matter what, she would always have a piece of him.
the unknown.
every piece I write is either a personal experience or something my mind comes up with.
enjoy.
What She Will Never Know..
She’ll never know the significance of my name when you say it.
The way you pronounce it like none other, the way it rolls off your
tongue and the spark in your eye when you say it.
She will never know how we started and how we’re never going to end.
She will never know that we still talk every night, that to your life
I am the light,
she will never know.
November 27,2012
She will never know.
The day our worlds clashed and became one.
She will never know.
The way you looked into my eyes that night as you took your first stroke
She will never know.
The way you touched every inch of me precisely,
She will never know.
All of these things she wish she knew.
She will never know.
The break up came quick, but it never ended anything between us
She will never know.
Months into the break up, we still laid up.
Laid up telling eachother our dreams and fears
She will never know the real reason behind all my tears.
And now we’re here.
At the point where one person met another and left the other lonely.
Im never really lonely because you gave me your heart,
You gave me your word,
I gave you mine.
We’ll be with eachother no matter what until the end of time.
She will never know.
& though this chapter has come to a final end, it was a story worth living,experiencing,&writing. thank you VTW for the endless lessons and memories. til the casket close & we 6ft unda.
enjoy.
What She Will Never Know..
She’ll never know the significance of my name when you say it.
The way you pronounce it like none other, the way it rolls off your
tongue and the spark in your eye when you say it.
She will never know how we started and how we’re never going to end.
She will never know that we still talk every night, that to your life
I am the light,
she will never know.
November 27,2012
She will never know.
The day our worlds clashed and became one.
She will never know.
The way you looked into my eyes that night as you took your first stroke
She will never know.
The way you touched every inch of me precisely,
She will never know.
All of these things she wish she knew.
She will never know.
The break up came quick, but it never ended anything between us
She will never know.
Months into the break up, we still laid up.
Laid up telling eachother our dreams and fears
She will never know the real reason behind all my tears.
And now we’re here.
At the point where one person met another and left the other lonely.
Im never really lonely because you gave me your heart,
You gave me your word,
I gave you mine.
We’ll be with eachother no matter what until the end of time.
She will never know.
& though this chapter has come to a final end, it was a story worth living,experiencing,&writing. thank you VTW for the endless lessons and memories. til the casket close & we 6ft unda.
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