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Stepping into a waft of warmth that sets my chilled skin into a slight shock. This thresh hold a deep cherry wood, warmly lit in such a way it gives off comfy and sometimes seductive emotion. The emotion set for tonight though, is honest love. The heavy, sure sound of the door locking home finishes the feeling of being inside his home. The smell of food comes around the corner to smack my hunger around. Flustered and now hungry, I am here to have dinner with his family. As if his gift at prom last night was not enough. He gave it to me in front of every one. I look down at the ring. The lights set in the ceiling above making the diamonds sparkle in such a way it makes me glare at the ring. Irritatedly, I ask. "How much did you spend on it?" I turn my glare onto him, his grin giving no sign of telling.
"I'll never tell." Of course he would say that. His hand steals mine and he leads me around the corner, into the kitchen, and through to the dining room where his mother turns. She gives her genuine and rare smile, lifting her face from its always calm mask. Her arms open wide, drawing me into a hug. Her throat vibrating against my ear as she welcomes me. "My favorite girl". Her hearty hug lasting a while. "I made you all your favorites". Her arm swung over the table to introduce the foods. White sauced shrimp pasta, Paula Dean's mac n cheese, and Schnitzel all on beautiful dishes that sparkle almost as much as my ring. "oh, you didn't have to pull out the Red Bird crystal". I grimaced, picking up one of the ornate wine glasses. She just shrugs as I set it back down with overly careful two hands. His father picks me up from behind in a gentle bear hug, my frightened laughter joined by his mothers.
We enjoyed dinner with a conversation about our wedding plans. After dinner and a bubble war of dishes, we moved to the entertainment room. A room of comfy animal furs and colorful art that entices you to investigate. We watched a romantic comedy, our laughter filling the room like air into lungs. At the movies end, his mother brought out the desert. Chilled, marbled cheese cake bites. After a board game and finishing the desert into extinction, he took my hands and joined his forehead to mine.
"I love you. You know how crazy I am for you. Nothing in this world can tear us apart. So I need you to be strong while I'm gone.." his eyes dip into mine with a deep agonized apology. My eyes instantly sting, the threat of tears pinching my throat. All I can do is glare at him with wide, wet eyes and mouth the word, "gone".
His thumb brushes over my cheek, ready to remove my tears. His hoarse voice giving away his own throat abusing despair.
"I have to leave for three years.." He gulps down his agony as mine begins its assault. My tears leave my eyes as if no doors ever existed to hold them back. My throat gripped in horror so ravaging, I get a roaring head ache. His mother moves to hold me from behind as he cradles my hideous horror in his shoulder. His father kneels down before us, his gentle giants hand gripping my knee. His own voice hoarse as he explains.
"I'm so sorry.. I need him for a very important project. I wish I could tell you about it, but I am not allowed." and at that, I was completely lost in my pain. His parents leave and he picks up my retching body, carrying me to his room. On his bed, a person could find any part of themselves in its depth. I found my love for him, stronger than anything. This night, I find no part of myself that does not want to cling to him. A night in his bed, for the first time, spent crying and clinging. Our blurred eyes trying to keep clear so that we may burn each others likeness into our skulls. Sleep coming on a cloud of fuzzy darkness.
Within the morning, my eyes open to thick snow outside his window. Completely alone in his bed.. empty.. hallow..
 Zinth Vien · Wed Sep 21, 2011 @ 08:12am · 0 Comments |
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