James and Ali (closed)
Apr 12, 2010 20:53:44 GMT -5
Post by meggosassy24 on Apr 12, 2010 20:53:44 GMT -5
James-
"Oh okay," We sit up and we both wtch the purple and yellow hues of the sun sinking down on the horizon. "Well, I better get you home." As I sa those words a shiver goes down my spine of last nights incident with her father. "Lets kiss goodnight now." We push ourselves together and the fire erupts all over rigt down to my toes, it burns all of my senses leaving me alert and energised. I don't want it to end but I hear the bells informing the citizens that in a half hour everybody must be inside. This is a strict rule in D.11. "C'mon, lets go." I lead her to the door and we give each other a peck and I send her in theh door. I hear laughter from what must be her little sisters and then her fathers booming laugh, which must mean she is being teased for having a boyfriend. I don't care I go home, when I wlk in the door I hear a womans labour pains and realize that my mother has a client tonight. My mother is a mid-wife, who runs a profitable busoiness.
"Son I need towels" My mother asks, so I go into the laundry room and grab them all. I walk upstairs and I hear baby cries, thank god I think, no screamig all night.
"Congratulations!" I say to the new mother, her face covered in sweat and tears, her scared husband sitting in the chair beside her holding a screaming purple baby. It is customary in D.11 that the father hold the baby first. The mothers hate this but it ggives the baby and it's fathe good bonding time before the mother takes it for the rest of its' life.
I walk up the stairs to bed, the energy from teh kis wearing off, and I sink into bed. I wonder what Ali is doing now I can't help but think. When will she go to school tomorrow? Will she? When does she work? Whencan I see her? Meet her friends? So many questions run throug my mind, never to be answered, but in time.
The last thing I think of before I drift off into dreams is Ali's face, sweaty and filled with tears as she watches our baby being passed to me for the first time, a pleastant thought.
"Oh okay," We sit up and we both wtch the purple and yellow hues of the sun sinking down on the horizon. "Well, I better get you home." As I sa those words a shiver goes down my spine of last nights incident with her father. "Lets kiss goodnight now." We push ourselves together and the fire erupts all over rigt down to my toes, it burns all of my senses leaving me alert and energised. I don't want it to end but I hear the bells informing the citizens that in a half hour everybody must be inside. This is a strict rule in D.11. "C'mon, lets go." I lead her to the door and we give each other a peck and I send her in theh door. I hear laughter from what must be her little sisters and then her fathers booming laugh, which must mean she is being teased for having a boyfriend. I don't care I go home, when I wlk in the door I hear a womans labour pains and realize that my mother has a client tonight. My mother is a mid-wife, who runs a profitable busoiness.
"Son I need towels" My mother asks, so I go into the laundry room and grab them all. I walk upstairs and I hear baby cries, thank god I think, no screamig all night.
"Congratulations!" I say to the new mother, her face covered in sweat and tears, her scared husband sitting in the chair beside her holding a screaming purple baby. It is customary in D.11 that the father hold the baby first. The mothers hate this but it ggives the baby and it's fathe good bonding time before the mother takes it for the rest of its' life.
I walk up the stairs to bed, the energy from teh kis wearing off, and I sink into bed. I wonder what Ali is doing now I can't help but think. When will she go to school tomorrow? Will she? When does she work? Whencan I see her? Meet her friends? So many questions run throug my mind, never to be answered, but in time.
The last thing I think of before I drift off into dreams is Ali's face, sweaty and filled with tears as she watches our baby being passed to me for the first time, a pleastant thought.
