Christmas wishA Story by AshleyThis is a twisted short story. Please be mature while reading. Enjoy and comment. Remember, even on Christmas be careful what you wish for.
I love waking up glazing into your handsome pale blue eyes
As we lay next to each other in our bed You know I am going out of my mind Because when you brush the hair out of my eyes My red hair falls out into the palm of your hands However, you always overlook my flaws We look at the gorgeous sunrise instead No need for an annoying alarm clock I love you more than I can express into words Every moment I am with you I want to celebrate our love Too bad you have an addiction to getting wasted I know you get up not to head to work But to go back into the bars and drink with girls I see, I see all those red lipstick marks over your neck It helps you sleep at night, doesn't it? My mind, heart and soul hurts when you act this way You say that you love me when we do foreplay You say that you care about me when I go down on you So why do you puke and fall asleep in the middle of intercourse? Liquor and cheap girls perfume fill up our brains Some nights I even smell old axe spray from other guys on you Another day comes up and you run to "the store" You left your cell phone on the kitchen table So I just checked it, to make sure you have no missed calls Well there are plenty of missed texts Some chick saying that shes gonna pick you up at "the store" Meaning bar Well is this how it's always gonna be? I'm tired of holding on to you when you love to play around Christmas is coming soon and I'm tired of being home alone in the cold Sipping on egg nog, wondering if you are safe I feel so lonely when you are away You say you are going to try to change Why do I keep believing lies? I ask you all the time, "Is that another hickey, I do not remember giving you one?" You always say, "No, it's just a bruise from playing basketball with the guys. They can be rough with the ball." I know why I keep believing your lies, because you perfectly planned them out Another night shivering all alone We can not afford to put on the heat Then I think to myself, "Why would other guys throw the ball at each others necks?" When you come home four hours late I whisper at you, telling how much I need you You ignore me I scream at you, while breaking our only four Christmas dishes You head into the shower I scream louder while cursing You come out of the shower to go back to "the store" I stay at home putting our Christmas tree up with candy canes Cleaning up the broken dishes looking at Santa broken face I notice from my peripheral view it's 11:11 pm I talk to this one broken dish and wish, "All I want for Christmas is him with me." I leave the Christmas lights in the cardboard box At one in the morning I am laying down Smoking all of your strawberry flavored cigars While I'm waiting up by the phone I get a call from the Hospital Saying to come quick In a split of a second, I put on my blue and red silk rob Grab the car keys and speed to the Hospital Hoping my red 1970 Mustang does not break this time Finally, I arrive at the Hospital in your room Looking at you on the Hospital bed with the IV in your veins You have pain all over your body Blood gushing out of your cuts all over I cried, "What happened?" While the nurses came and said that it was a car crash from a DUI That you only have three more hours to live, but the nurses did not tell you You slowly look up at me with those pale blue eyes that can barley even open I try to snug up against you on the bed You softly speak to use the cell phone I cried, "To call who? Your mother to help you pay the tickets?" You laughed, "No, to call this other girl." I yelled, "That stupid girl who you were going to meet?" You just looked down and your broken arm I pleated, "No, no, no." I am tempted to rip out your IV and throw it on the filthy floor But I can not harm you, no matter how many times you hurt me I get up off from the Hospital bed we were laying in Throw the cell phone at you while walking out the Hospital doors I run back into my car Scrambling papers all over looking for our gun Then I recalled you had it in your car, to bad it's totaled now So I speed back into our apartment To find the bag of cocaine, snort three grams Clean my bloody nose Call our friends and family from the house phone They just say we need therapy, so I hang up And head back to the Hospital with the Christmas lights box in my hand Even though the sign clearly says, "No visitors after two am." I slip a few nurses twenty bucks so they look away I head to your room K103 You calmly say, "Sit down on the chair right there." So I do, showing you the pretty lights from the box to cheer you up You say, "We need to take a break from our misery." I'm so hurt, I try to ignore you Plugged in the Christmas lights to show you how colorful they are But you just say, "It's not you, it's me. It will only be a short break." I say," Okay, I know it will be a very short break. Just close yours eyes for me, it will make me jolly, and in this spirit of Christmas." You raise your eyebrows Then close your eyes and whisper, " Well, Merry Christmas." When you do that, I climb on the chair Rap the Christmas flickering lights around my neck as a noose Hook them up to the broken piece of the cracked ceiling Kick the blue chair down under me As my red slippers fall off my dangling feet I scream to you while gasping for air, "Goodnight, I will see you on the other side." I slowly stop breathing, knowing you can not hurt me anymore No one can revive my life, not even in this place All I heard from my left ear was, "Other si..." I hang there with a real smile on my face Knowing that you will be with me in another hour or so I am not sticking around to watch you die Three years being with you is to long to just let go I received my wish as a gift, all I want for Christmas is you. © 2010 AshleyFeatured Review
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Added on November 28, 2010Last Updated on November 28, 2010 AuthorAshleyNYAboutI love ~poetry/writing ~being funny ~dancing ~eating cheesecake ~listening to random music ~laughing ~helping ~yoga I am usually a nice person. If you help and comment on my writings, I w.. more..Writing
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