“Alexandria, I love you. Will you…”
“Alexandria! Wake up!”
Her eyes fluttered open to find her mother standing over her with a puzzled look on her face. Her cheeks were rosy and a big smile formed. “That must have been some dream to see you smile like that in your sleep.”
“Then why did you wake me? I was obviously enjoying myself,” Alexandria snorted.
“I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to the pharmacy to get your prescription filled. I didn’t want you to wake up and wonder where we were.”
She sat up and looked around the living room. “Is Dad going with you?” She couldn’t believe he hadn’t tried to comfort her or acknowledge the turmoil he’d caused. Even though she would have shut him down immediately, he still could’ve tried.
Georgia’s face hardened. She rolled her eyes and replied, “Collin went to work. I’ll be back, honey. I made you some soup. It’s in the microwave.”
Once Georgia left, Alexandria slowly headed toward the kitchen. While eating in silence, she wished she could be in Cash’s arms again and wondered how he was doing. She hoped his dad gave him a break over getting fired. While pondering, she decided it was time for one of them to make the first move, and it obviously wasn’t going to be him. Going another day without hearing his voice would be too painful. She wanted to call him, but her phone was upstairs and there was no way she was going up there with all the pain she was feeling. So she rose from the table and headed back to the couch. Staring at the walls in the living room made her realize she hadn’t sat down there in quite a while. She didn’t recognize the décor and the many family portraits her mother had put out.
They looked so happy in all of the pictures. There wasn’t a hair out of place or a wrinkle in their clothes. Someone from the outside looking in would swear they were a happy family. But right now Alexandria couldn’t be more unhappy with her life. She rubs her empty stomach, wishing it had all been a bad dream.
“My baby is gone, and so is Cash.” She sobbed in the quiet house.
Ring! Ring! The phone yanks her from her misery.
“Hello?” she sniffed.
“It’s your dad. How are you feeling, Alexandria?”
“I’m okay, Dad. Just a little sore from, you know, tumbling down the stairs and losing my baby.”
For about ten seconds there was complete silence. “Well, I was just calling to check on you. I know you don’t believe me, but I never wanted to hurt you. That was never my intention,” he said.
“Really, Dad? What exactly was your intention? It looks pretty clear to me that you got your wish! I hope you’re happy!” she shouted before hanging up. She fought back the tears and lay back down, wanting to escape the pain and go back to sleep.