Ready or Not (497 hits)
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Submitted by ripple (View user info) at 2006-06-29 18:55:59 EDT
I sit now and write in almost unnatural silence. My thoughts are deafening. On my bed, there is a girl I call Kaya. Her dark hair plays across my pillows, her bare shoulders are just visible, poking out from under my dark-green comforter. I can see the blankets rising, but I can't hear her sleeping breath. For all intents and purposes, I am alone.
On my bed, I can see a hollow under the sheets, the space I vacated mere moments before. Despite the hour, I couldn't sleep with her heartbeat ringing in my ears, with her fingers on my shoulder. It is like this every night.
Every night, we play a game of 'chicken' while lying still in bed. I like to think of the first person to sleep as the loser, but in all honesty, neither of us ever wins. I know that when my eyelids droop, Kaya slips out of bed and dons a robe, glides softly from room to room, her ethereal form barely casting a shadow. I am sure that she wanders without a purpose, for our place is still much more mine than hers.
Kaya won last night. I kissed her goodnight and looked to find her coal-black eyes locked on mine. The way neither of us closed our eyes as our lips met was almost confrontational, and I pulled away from her. Something stirred within me at that moment, some fiery emotion unplaceable. Needless to say, I am at a loss as to what it was. And as soon as I welcomed unconsciousness, she was gone, off to claim her Door prizes of silence and darkness.
Kaya is stirring now, propping herself up on her forearms. I can tell that she is looking at me, but I'm not looking back.
"I miss you," she murmurs sleepily. I look at her, surprised, but she's already fallen back into dream. Maybe I just imagined that.
I'll soon stop writing becasue of my fast-accumulating guilt. I'll walk the valley between my desk and bed, and I'll lie next to her. Sensing my presence, Kaya will re-adjust and rest her head below my shoulder. My arm will reflexively curl around her waist in a cheap imitation of intimacy. I won't relax. I'll just wait until she rises - she won't sleep the night - before I finally fall asleep. I won't dream tonight, and when I wake, the silence will be chill and the solitude icy. Lead is in my bones that the thought of tonight and all the nights to follow, but I must stand.
Five . . . four . . . three . . . two . . . one . . .
Here I come.
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Submitted by hot_pocket (user info) at 2007-01-21 12:29:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
i liked this
Submitted by BrownEyedGirrl (user info) at 2006-06-30 16:15:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Is this what marriage is like??
Submitted by coolchick (user info) at 2006-06-30 13:06:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good read, very well written
Submitted by Webered (user info) at 2006-06-30 09:44:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
So I was balls deep in this Kaya girl the other night. yeah, seems she snuck over while her husband was sleeping. She's a hottie, man the things she does in bed..
Oh, hey, didn't see you there...
Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2006-06-30 07:46:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
THis could only have been better by being longer.
Submitted by Jarnjonack (user info) at 2006-06-30 01:08:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by eleanor_rigby (user info) at 2006-06-29 19:45:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by HighVoltage900 (user info) at 2006-06-29 19:43:29 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Reminds me of my first marriage.
Not that I've ever been married, but I assume it reminds someone of their first marriage.
Submitted by The_Yellow_Dart (user info) at 2006-06-29 18:58:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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