- A story prequel to Unmarried Widow
Last 10 mins are a complete blur like I was sleepwalking and suddenly jolted to awareness to this moment.
She was laying on the floor in silence and motionless. My focus shifted to the crimson blood drenched my hand, and dripping on my shoes. Soon I realized the pool of blood forming around her. Her red spaghetti-strapped dress conceded her wound but not for long. She was bleeding, and her inanimate form was laying cold. Did I do this? Were we fighting? Why don't I remember anything?
My body crumpled on the floor weightless, how can I do this, she is the love of my life. I was planning my future with her, hiding my grandmother's ring and contemplating the moment to surprise her. The last thing I remember is how stressed I was all week to find that perfect moment until tonight I realized there is no perfect moment for us. because every moment with her is perfect, even when we fight we can't stay mad at each other, the distance between us is so heartbreaking but I can feel her every time I close my eyes. Tonight as I was planning to ask the big question, I knew she would see this coming. She has her way to get into my mind and figure out. Even though she kinda had a feeling of what's coming, I could notice her hiding her giggles and playing along.
Her blissful ignorance to allow me to surprise her is adorable. It's like a sweet dance we play, its always been a thing between us. We both know how we feel and the spark between us, but we quietly watch each other and wait who makes the next move. It can get so frustrating sometimes but I can't deny the supernova of emotions, of love when we collide.
I kept smiling at the memories like an insane person, while still covered in her blood as she was right in front of me. "It's weird for someone like you to be quiet for so long, enough with your prank. Its time to get up," I yelled in a quivering voice while wiping off my tears.
I moved closer to touch her, wishing its all a dream. Her body was so cold, as I wrapped her in my arms and sobbed.
"What?" She said, "what happened," she shook me back to reality. It was a dream, there she was in my arms in her lacey white nightgown and we are in our bed.
I held her in my arms tight, I wanted to breathe her in, I wanted to feel her soft skin, I wanted to remember this moment and never let it go. But as I closed my eyes, I could feel my love fading like a smoke. Instead of her lavender scent, I smelled metallic blood. And I was back in that moment, where she was laying on the floor lifeless. I wanted to reach her, hold her in my arms, but this time my feet were bolted to the floor, as stream of memories ran through my brain like mercury poisoning my veins.
It was the night before the Valentines day, her favorite holiday. She was smiling, decorating like she did every year, her naïve sense of St. Valentine's miracle was glorious. She believed its one day people are at their best and only goodwill brings glory. I was amused by her innocence, when my phone rang, there was an emergency at work. I was disappointed because I was about to ask her to marry me, just before midnight. I had to play along with her cheesy epic drama, but maybe I was getting used to the cheesiness.
Reluctantly, I went to work and after spending a few hours in the cubical by myself, I decided it was enough. The clock was striking almost midnight, "If I start now, I can make it," I said it to myself. I was excited, and kept checking on the ring, polished and shining like a bright north star. Jus' like her who showed me direction when I was lost, she's the one I called my home. I was smiling like an idiot in love as I reminded myself to start my motorcycle. I can't remember how complete I felt imagining her saying yes, and as she puts her arms around me. I could play each and every moment in my head again and again.
Until a bright light and a sudden impact threw me into a slow-motion crash, I could see myself flying off my vehicle in the air. My motorcycle hitting the pavement and breaking into crumbled pieces, I could see the concrete wall of divider coming close to me, my head landed on it rupturing the wall, helpless I lay there, as all I could think about was her face fading away like smoke in the air.
Everything went dark, and then the metallic smell of blood.
Last 10 mins are a complete blur like I was sleepwalking and suddenly jolted to awareness to this moment. She was laying on the floor in silence and motionless.
