Making up

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Is 10 pm already and he didn't showed up. I am worried because I texted and called him like 50 times. I hope just he is safe. 

I go in kitchen and warm up some water for another cup of tea. I thought  about solutions for our small problem but couldn't find any... He is such a baby lover. He would be a great, loving, carrying dad. But I cannot really be a mother. I would hate the fact that I could die in battel field and let two innocent souls missing me. 

I hear the front door and I go to see my boyfriend. I look at him searching for any kind of wounds but can't see any so I jump in his arms and hug him tight: " Don't leave like this! Why haven't you answered to my texts or phone calls? I was so worried."

"I needed some time to myself and my battery  died. No worries babes, I am just fine."

He hugs me  back and I jump in his lap and kiss him deeply.

"I am sorry! Can we talk about it?"

"No babe. Now I want to take you in the bedroom, turn off the lights and take you high."

He winks at me and kisses me back. He climbed the stairs and opens the door with some difficulty. I haven't noticed that we are next to the bed till he didn't told me to wait him in the middle of the bed. Being dark, I could see just his body shape going out of the room, then after a few minutes, coming back. 

"Wanna have some fun, princess? I missed this." 

Is true that we didn't had that much time to have some proper fun in bed, because I was busy studying and having trainings. 

"Yes babe." I bite my lip. I know that excites him and now I bet he couldn't see me doing it. Too bad.

"Take your clothes off then!"

I undress quickly and let everything come by itself. 

"And here I come." He takes a deep breath and climbs in bed, coming between my legs. "I love you,  and I will love you even tho you don't want kids. Maybe you will change your mind."

"Let's..." I moan because he kissed my neck and try to continue my sentence: "talk about it after this. Let me please you."

I am now on top of him and kiss his jaw, feeling him shaking under my body.

I need him badly. I never ever thought I will be so in love with a guy. To want a life with him. And here I am, in a bed with a guy I hated in my childhood.

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Two people naked. I am resting my head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. I was drawing on his abs and trying to breath normal. The sex was mind blowing. I was able relax and forget about our problem.

"Babe, we need to talk." He exhales sharply and I look at him.

"Don't you want to talk about this tomorrow? Is a nice moment, let's not ruin it."

I nod and try to fall asleep, but I felt bad. I couldn't keep in me anymore so I speak up: "I can't get pregnant."

He exhales sharply and kisses my head. "Do you really want to talk about this now?"

"Yes. I don't want to know you mad. Especially about this."

I know him since I was a kid but we are lovers for 7 months now. He really surprised me wanting a baby. We are not even engaged. I am not even sure he wants a life with me, but he wants kids.

"I was diagnosed with retroverted uterus when I was 14 years old. I was happy back then because I wanted to be a solider, and here I am. You have no idea how much I suffered when my dad was gone in war zones and I had no news about him. So I was happy. It was an excuse for not having a baby." I inhale sharply and look at him. Because I couldn't really see his eyes, I turned on a small light and turned back at looking in his hazel eyes. "I never knew I will want a family. I never believed I will find a guy on my taste and love him. I choke when you are not around. You are my air and happiness and can't see you mad at me."

"No worries I am here for you. Just you know I wish so bad a baby. I think we would have a great family."

"But we are young. I finish now my studies and is so hard to be in top."

"I know you work hard, and I love your perseverance at you. Just relax a bit. You have your whole life ahead. Just enjoy it. Is my advice."

"You have money and you don't even need to fucking work. But I do need to work my ass and earn money."

"Oh come on! Is not about money! Is about us! I see you just in weekends and those if you aren't at trainings. I want to take you out for dates, and travel with you. It is about us and not about money."

I inhale sharply and close my eyes trying to calm me down. We are soul mates... or this is what I thought.

"I want to rest. Tomorrow we can stay all day together and continue the talk. Let's sleep." He looks at me sad, and says: "I will go in my office. Don't wait for me. I forgot I have something to do." I nod and he leaves me alone, in this huge bed, sobbing softly.

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