Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Drama

Chapter 15


   “Mik? Hello?” Alex called out. I heard her, it just took me a minute to escape from the horrible memories of my past. “Yes, I’m sorry, I'm here,” “Where did you go?” she asked. “ well, after telling you about my childhood I guess it brought back some ugly memories,” I explained. Alex could tell by my face that it was an uncomfortable memory for me. “I am so sorry I encouraged you to bring up old memories,” she pulled me in closer and held me for a bit. “Don't be sorry, I did the same to you, maybe one day I'll tell you more.” I said.

   I suggested that we get up and shower then I reminded Alex that she agreed to call Josh’s office. She sighed, “I know, and I will after we have breakfast. I didn’t protest being as though I was famished. Alex insisted that I sit and drink my coffee while she made us each an omelet. I agreed, only after I cut up the fruit so we can have with breakfast. 

Before long I was standing in the shower letting the water pound on my shoulders in hopes it would relax some of this tension. I thought about Alex calling Josh’s office, it was so strange that his secretary never called back. What if she is in on it? Of course that’s crazy, I knew that. But why hasn’t she called for Josh? Has he been in touch with her? I miss my boys so much, my heart was literally broken. 

  Bang, bang, bang!  I jumped at the sound, “Alex, is that you?” I yelled from the shower. “Yes, may I come in?” Her voice sounded different, something was wrong. “Yes, come in,” I hollered back. The door swung open faster than I expected. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around me and stepped out of the shower. “I called,” She said very matter of fact. 

  “You called? Without me?” I cried. “I thought we were going to do it together?”  “I know, I was going to wait for you but then I knew I may mess up if you were next to me so I decided to call on my own, but that’s not the point. You’ll never guess what she said.” She explained. 

 My eyes widened, and I took a step closer, “What did she say? Is Josh back at work? Where are my boys?” I pleaded.

  “Mikayla, sweetheart, I don't know where they are, I'm so sorry to get your hopes up. However, Josh called her. He told her some story about a family emergency and he was going to be out a while. But that's all she could say.” Alex finished then pulled me in close to comfort me. 

  My mind was going in a million different directions. Where is he and how long did he plan on being gone? So many unanswered questions. The phone call only sent my emotions spinning out of control. My lip quivered as I tried to speak. I could feel the back of my mouth begin to water, my peripheral vision went black then my knees gave out. Alex, as always, was there to catch me. Sipping on some ginger ale, we sat together on the bathroom floor. 

  “We will find them, I promise. I will bring your boys back if it’s the last thing I do. Can you think of anywhere he could be? A friend? A family member? Anything?” She questioned. “Believe me, Alex I have tried to think of anything that could lead me to my babies. I have come up with nothing. He hasn’t touched our bank accounts or credit cards, I feared he was dead, which means…” “Don’t even go there, Mik, They’re fine, we know he’s alive,” Alex stated as she leaned down to kiss my forehead that was laying on her chest. “Why is he doing this?” I pleaded. “This is a control tactic, that’s all it is. He knows he fucked up. My guess is he wants to show you that he’s still in charge. He won’t be for long if I have anything to do about it,” she said in a way that I believed her. Drew and David were going to love her, and she would love them as well. 


   Alex shifted herself so she could stand up, still on the floor leaning against the side of the bathtub I looked up at her in question. She slipped off the T shirt and the boxers she had been sleeping in and stepped into the shower. Every inch of her was beautiful. As she stood under the warm water, I lifted myself up and dropped my towel. Before I knew it I had snuck in behind her wrapping my arms around her wet body, my head resting on her back. She welcomed me by turning around and lifting me up, she shoved me against the shower walls and kissed me hard. I melted into her, feeling the warmth travel through my body down to my toes. She kissed my neck through the water that was now pouring down on me. Her hand reached down between my legs and she sent me to a place I have never been, my entire body shook in orgasmic relief then I returned the favor, still, with my lips on hers and tasting her tongue she let out a moan. We stood under the water until it turned cold.


  Sitting next to Alex on the bed, I am in my robe and she’s fully dressed, putting on her shoes. “How long will you be gone?” I asked sounding a little whinier than I wanted. “A week tops, I am sorry to spring this on you so last minute, but I am needed right now. I promise to call you everyday,” she said then kissed me one last time. Wiping a tear from my eye, I said my goodbye. I laid on the bed, curled up in a ball, my heart aching and feeling more alone than ever. I heard the door close, and just like that, I was all alone and I cried myself to sleep.

   It was dark and I was confused, sitting up in bed I felt a wave of nausea. I struggled a bit to get up out of bed, but thankfully I made it to the bathroom. My head in the toilet, down on my knees, my body writhing in pain as I threw up the ginger ale I had earlier. I need to eat something, I thought to myself as I wiped my face with a damp towel. I slipped out f my robe and let it fall to the floor. I grabbed the sweats that were hanging over the tub, where I last left them and put them on along with the T shirt that Alex was wearing earlier that morning. It still smelled like her. 

  Feeling weak, I made my way to the kitchen to scarf down some toast. Staring out the back window, the sun was getting ready to call it a night as it slipped down below the trees in the backyard. Glancing over at the clock I realized that I slept the entire day away. No wonder I was famished and feeling nauseous. Although I am sure my stress played a role in that as well.

  Washing my toast down with a glass of orange juice I ran back to my room to find my phone. I must have slept through Alex’s call, she’s going to be worried, I thought as I rushed down the long hall. Tossing the blankets on my bed searching for it I heard it beep. I found it. I sat down on my bed anxiously checking my messages. My heart sank when the missed call was just a telemarketer. It had been hours since she left and she hasn’t called once. Self doubt filled my thoughts, feeling the ache in my heart so intensely my entire body ached. I can feel the familiar burn of the tears that effortlessly fell from my eyes. Tasting the salt on my lips sent me back into the bathroom losing the only thing I had in my stomach. 

  I should just call her, it would keep me from fearing the worst, but we were still new and I didn’t want to come across needy. Or what if she got what she wanted and left. I mean, who in their right would want to get involved with a hot mess like me? I put the phone down. I wasn’t ready to hear the truth. I washed my face and brushed the foul taste from my mouth,  then headed back into the kitchen to eat a little more. My emotions got the best me, but I need my strength if I am going to find my boys. 


  With a full tummy I felt a little better. I was able to put those negative thoughts aside, Alex was helping a friend, that’s all. She will call me when she can, I need to stop worrying and thinking the worst. I turned on some music and got busy. The house hadn’t had a good cleaning in a while and it was time. I needed to get my mind off of things. I started some laundry then I hit the bathrooms. One by one they were sparkling clean and smelling fresh. I vacuumed, swept, mopped, put away the dishes from breakfast and I headed to the boys room. I walked in singing along to the song that was playing on the radio, I reached down to pull off the pillow case on Drew’s bed when I got a little whiff, it smelled like him. I put it to my face and inhaled every bit of his scent. I fell down onto his bed and curled up like a small child and cried into his pillow. I was all alone and I felt every bit of it, like a knife in the heart. The pain seared through my entire being, I was sobbing so loudly I missed her call. It wasn’t until a few hours later when I woke up and saw the missed calls. I must have cried myself to sleep again and my eyes were swollen and blurry. 

 The room was dark and the light on my phone screen made my eyes water making it difficult to see the time. I wiped them then got up and went into the kitchen where the lights were still on, once my eyes adjusted I played the message Alex left. 

   “You have one new message, to hear this message press one, beep...Mik, baby, where are you? Call me back when you get this,” her voice sounded either excited or panicked, I wasn’t too sure. My hands were shaking as I tried to dial her number, thoughts swirling in my head, is she hurt or in trouble? What if I was too late? Did she find more information on Josh? I dialed her number and put the phone to my ear. Silence, then I heard her voice…”Hi it’s Alex, leave me a message, I may or may not get back to you, beep.” I hung up. I didn’t know what to say, her phone never even rang, was it off? I dialed again, and again it didn’t ring. I don’t even know how to find her, she never told me where she was going, just that she had to help a friend. This cannot be happening, I thought to myself as I sat down on the kitchen floor feeling helpless.