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It is TimeIt's really early in the morning. The sun's not up yet, b there seems to be something off. Why else would I have woken up before ten? I can feel Oblio's arm around my swollen middle. The doctor says I'll have the baby any day. I can feel my face go white as I realize what felt so strange and I tense with sudden fear. Oblio stirs behind me at how rigid I've gone seemingly randomly. "Dare...?" He murmurs, voice still thick with sleep. "Is everything okay?"
"Oblio, we have to go. Now." I don't know if it was something in how I said it, but he knew what I was talking about right away. He sprang out of bed at lightning speed, the drowsiness that was so prominent before now a side thought. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up strongly but gently as well. Oblio lead me downstairs and we realized we couldn't really get to the hospital on his bike this time, but no time to waste. Off we went.
Things Will Change"It's not wise to be up here." Oblio sat down beside me and combed my hair out of my face. I had had another breakdown. They seemed to be increasing in number and length over the last few weeks. "What if you fall?"
"So what?" I murmured despondently. Now he knew. I couldn't care less at this point.
"What's troubling you?" He took my hand comfortingly.
"Everything," I mumbled. My voice came out so frustrated, but that didn't even begin to describe it.
"It'll be okay." Oblio didn't seem to get it.
"Everything's going to be different now. I don't want things to change." Tears started running down my face, dripping onto my clothes.
"Dare, you're being ridiculous. Why are you worrying so much? Nothing important will change. Now come down with me, if you want. But please, be careful."
A Big ResponsibilityEveryone's staring at us, dumbstruck. Of all of us, Oblio and I are the least likely to be caught off guard in this way.
"Wait, you're not just messing with us, right?" Mo asks something of a stupid question. Why would we joke around with something so... serious?
"I'm dead serious," Oblio speaks up so I don't yell at Mo. He's smart enough to know I would have. He has one hand around my waist, and the other is holding mine. We're sitting on the couch, Mo and Taye are at my table, Angel and Emilia are spread out on the floor, and Maccoy and Aubrey pulled in the balcony chairs. A light breeze is blowing in from the open french doors, with some scattered leavea here and there.
"So what are you going to do?" Angel asks.
"We... we don't really know," I say slowly.
"I think you should have the baby," Taye says firmly. Everyone else nods or murmurs their assent. They all grasp that this won't be fun, espicially the girls. With all the others with one and two year olds, we're the last to have a
How Did This Happen?"WHAT?" Oblio almost roared. He groaned in some kind of regret.
"I know, love, I'm sorry," Dare sat down next to him and put her arm around him.
"I don't see how "
"How this could have happened?" She said gently. She was more of a victim in this situation than Oblio, but Dare was taking it better. He nodded. She thought for a moment, just as confused. After a time, she came up with an acceptable solution, or so she thought. "You must just have been as drunk as I was,"
Oblio stiffened, offended. "I don't think " He though over the suggestion for awhile and saw it was just as sound as Dare had thought. He sighed. "What are we going to do, Dare?"
"We just have to go with it, accept the consequences of what we did."
"I still can't believe it happened."
"Me either love, me either."
Alone 5The afternoon turns into evening and soon it's pitch black again. Flighty, uneven starlight twinkles in from behind my head. I don't feel like making any sort of effort, so eventually I manage fall asleep on the couch. I don't wake up until early evening, possibly due to my lack of sleep yesterday. I've never given in to lack of sleep before. My condition must be getting to me.
I shift onto my side and realize that there's something heavy over me. Heavy and leather. I'm a little hazy but I realize I probably got to sleep so easily because I was drinking. Whatever-it-is feels familiar, but my still somewhat drunk brain can't really comprehend. So I fall back asleep, content with the warmth and comfort the article is giving.
When I wake up again, it's as dark as when first fell asleep. My head feels clearer, and I get up more steadily than I might have earlier. And I can see what it was, that was keeping me warm before. It was a jacket.
As soon as I realize I'm ambushed from behind with
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
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