Him Wanting More

                                    

                                          
We sat and we ate, getting into the little details of my life before him.
                          
"So what's your favorite childhood memory?"
                          
"Ok so this one time- holy crap thinking back there is s lot! Ummm ok so this one time me and my childhood friend, her name was Amora, we played ghost in the grave yard when we were 11. I remember running around town hiding from all of our other friends. The dark made it 1000 times better, it was probably one of the best days of my life." I smiled the whole time those words came out of my mouth.
                          
"Ok, what about the worst?" My smile fell and I thought for a second, realizing that a lot of bad things had happened.
                          
"You dont have to answer that- I'm sorry I ruined the mood."
                          
"No it's fine, you wanted to know me better and I wanted to know myself. You asking me these questions just make me think about it, so that I can remember. And that's not a bad thing, Malachai. It's good." 
                          
"Well when you put it like that-"
                          
"I think my worst memory was when my mother and father had a fight one night and he was drunk like he usually was on friday nights... she got a little physical and he left, and when she saw me she left too. I was alone for the rest of the night. They both came back the next morning together like nothing had ever happened. When he was drunk it brought out the bad in my mother, the hurt and slightly abusive. You see my fathrr was never an angry drunk, he just knew how to get her upset and she never took it well. And the next week something happened to him that made him want to end the pain and he..." I started to cry. I could picture the silhouette of him, swaying in the wind as the bus drove by him.
                          
"He killed himself. I was sitting on the bus going home one day after school. Window side obviously because I used to get car sick like no other when I was younger. We started to slow down at my stop and then the lady that was driving saw and sped up, I was confused until I saw what was on the front lawn hanging from the tree with a fallen step ladder beside him. I cried in my seat while the lady dropped the rest of the kids off, walking each and everyone on of them to their houses and explained gk there parents what they all saw. Then she took me to the police department after she dropped the rest of them off. I was about 14 when this happened."
                          
I looked over at him, his eyes were like glass. Was he crying? He wiped the tears that ran down my face. I laughed because we had been crying together, at least that is what it looked like and that's what I chose to believe.
He cupped my cheeks with his hands.
                          
"Car, I am so so so sorry." He kissed me.
                          
"Did things get easier after that?" 
                          
"No" I said while doing that laugh cry thing you see people do when they are upset.
                          
"My mother... well she kept leaving because I reminded her to much of him, and then on October 29th when I was 16, she left and never came back. To this day I havent seen her face since, and I dont want to." He slid closer to me because we were sitting on a bench in the dining area. I rested my head on his shoulder, crying out of anger and sadness. 
                          
We sat there for a while until I all of the sudden woke up in bed. Me snuggled into Kai, he held me kindly as he watched tv.
                          
"Hey sleepy head, how was your nap?" 
                          
I yawned. "It was ok, thank for being there for me, Malachai." I reached up and kissed him, he kissed me back. It was a long kiss, he pulled back to breathe and so did I. He looked at me.
                          
"I cant wait to spend the rest of my life with you." He whispered in my ear, I looked at him and kissed him, he then leaned over and got on top of me. I put my hand on his chest pushing him up off of me. He looked at me upset and confused, longing for my touch. I spoke a spell so that no one could enter.