"Everyone knows that I'm not good with speeches, but I'll do my best on this.“ Jackson paused. "I am not one to believe in love, but I think I do now, thanks to Nicholas and Reign. Their type of love is the type that you have to admire, even though it makes you sick. But you can see how they look at each other. They gave me a new and perspective meaning to love." When Jackson finished, he raised a glass towards us then came off the small stage. After our reception and cheesy well wishes, Nicholas and I checked into the hotel we had booked weeks ago. "Looks better than the brochures." Nick said when our limo pulled up to the Marriott hotel. "Much better." I agreed. "Honeymoon suite." The receptionist smiled, handing us the keys. Nick carried me on his back the rest of the way to our room. With both of us still dressed in our wedding attire. "Oh, wow." I gazed around the room. All decorated in blue and white. With pink and red rose petals and chocolate in the shape of a heart o
Nick came rushing into the workroom the moment he got home."What's the emergency?""I'm freaking out!" I pulled at my hair, then began talking in French."Calm down, calm down. You know I don't fully understand English, much less another language."That got me to pause."Good, and you're smiling too. So what's the problem?""Rihanna asked me, personally, to make two dresses for a movie premiere for her. We shouldn't have gone on that extra honey moon, now all this work gave piled up."Nick placed a hand on his hip, obviously not understanding the dilemma or urgency."I don't even know how she got my number. That's not important though. What is, is that she called today and wants them by Sunday. This Sunday."Nick nod, then realisation dawned on his face. "Oh, that's so short notice, and you deserved that time off. You work so hard.""Exactly.""Don't worry, I'll help," he made a gesture with his hands.Together we pulled an all nighter, drinking maybe two gallons of coffee, taking no
Remember that part in the movie where Tom Hanks was playing Forrest Gump? He was sitting on a bench and talking to a woman. He said 'life is like a box of chocolate. You never know what you are going to get.'‘Well, he was right, with life you just never know what you are going to get.’"Ok, I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said to my store manager."One more thing before you go. Remember that the forty-year-old virgin has another dress fitting tomorrow.""I'll be here to assist with that." I told Franco.I looked at my watch, thinking that I was going to be late for my date with Nick."Bye.""Enjoy your date with Mr Fine." Franco called after me."I will." I called back.Nick and I did this thing once a month, going back to the cafe where we had our first date. Getting the same thing each time, it was our way of keeping our love alive.My phone buzzed with a message from Nick."Can't wait to see you."I sent him back a message, letting him know I was leaving now and would be there shor
I heard voices that caused me to swim in and out of consciousness.I opened my eyes to blinding bright lights, then immediately closed them. Only to have someone forcing both my eyelids open to shine lights in them.I tried to push the person away, but my hands and body overall felt heavy.I could hear intangible voices, then the feeling of being moved.I didn't feel like myself. It felt as if I was floating.I looked around the room to see where I was, then I remembered.Nick, oh God Nick.I tried to talk, to ask for him, only to find that a tube of some sort was in my mouth. One which wasn't there when I just came to the hospital.Tears burnt my eyes as I thought of the worst.'Like, why do I have a tube down my throat?''Was Nick ok?'I closed my eyes again, willing my tears to stop, telling myself that Nick was ok, he had to be ok.He can't just leave me like this. I can't lose him, not now.He's my sanity. I can't go through this again.Why does life have to be this cruel to me?
I picked at my burger and fries, not feeling in the mood to eat anything. Even though I was hungry, I just couldn’t bring myself to consume the food.The only thing I managed to get down was the blue coconut slush."Do you want me to sleep over?" Nessa offered."No, I just need a little time for myself. I'll call you in the morning." I told her."Ok.""Remember to take your pills." Nessa said, pointing at the brown paper bag that was on the counter."I will."Nessa kissed my cheek, "see you in the morning.""Hang in there punk." Rickie said, ruffling my hair.When they left, I dumped the rest of my slush, then took my pills with some water.After that, I took a shower, had a long cry before putting on one of Nick's shirt and curling up in bed.I stared at his picture on the bedside table, praying that he will wake up and be ok.For the first time in so long, I was laying in my loft and in my bed alone.There was no warmth to search for, no heavy breathing or soft snoozes.I closed my
"Good morning." I said to Nick, even though he couldn't hear me.I placed fresh flowers on the table beside his bed, then kissed his lips."Jackson and Rickie are almost done with the houses. They didn't want to do them without you, but I didn't want the opening of the community to stall any longer. It has been years in the making."I took Nick's hands in mine, watching his motionless body.For weeks, I visited Nick, sitting by his bedside, day and night, hoping and praying, but there was no change in him.And even though I thought talking to him would wake him up, it didn't."I'll see you tomorrow." I said, kissing his lips before leaving.I went home to shower and get something to eat, but in my state, I had a hard time cooking. And an even harder time getting much down. Everything was bland to me and tasted like cardboard.I was just surprised that I wasn't throwing up.My phone rang, causing me to jump as it dragged me out of my daydream.I answered the phone, bracing myself, afte
The next day when I visited Nick, he gave me a strange look."Hey, good morning." I smiled at him.He raised a brow at me."How are you feeling?" I asked, placing down a duffle bag on the chair."I don't know you." He replied slowly.He looked me up and down and I could see him trying to reach for the call button."You don't remember me at all?""No, who are you?"I pursed my lips. "I'm your wife."His eyes widen."My what?""Wife.""My wi- wife, but what about-?" He paused to raise his hand, then examined the ring there."I'm married?"I showed him my ring. “We're married.""How?""Well, when two people are in love, they get together, then other things happen, which may lead to marriage."He looked at me in confusion, "did you do this while I was in a coma? Like an arranged or forced marriage.""Do I seem like the type to do such a thing?""Kind of."I cracked a smile, seeing that he hadn't lost his witty side."No, we have been married for a while now, a long while." I informed him,
"Good morning." I greeted Nick brightly."Good morning." Nick greeted back, but it was filled with uncertainty.Even after visiting him for four days in a row, I wouldn't say we were making progress.He still stared at me with skepticism in his eyes and asked me questions about his life I didn't have the answers to.Like boating events, polo club and things only my father used to do.On the fifth day, I laid in the waiting room, trying to get a night's rest.After seeing that there was no way of convincing me to go home, the staff let me be, offering me a pillow and blanket.Just as I was about to doze off, someone poked my arm.I jumped up to see that it was Nick. Our eyes locked as he stared at me."What are you doing?" He asked.I stretched and yawned. “Well, I was just about to go swimming when you stopped me. Good thing too, because the water seemed cold."He cracked a smile, then laughed, something I hadn't heard in a long while."Of course. Hmm, I'm hungry and I don't want to s