Chapter 263 Real World Isn't Perfect
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In Front of my eyes, the building collapsed, taking away my breath and all the strength left in me. I go completely crazy knowing that the love of my life is inside that building. Without thinking, I rush in the building's direction when a firm hold on my arm stops me and pulls me back abruptly.
"Let me go…"
I shout fighting with the man who has his grip firm on my arm not letting me go.
"You'll die." He hissed angrily in my ear but I didn't care. I keep protesting while hitting him hard, "I want to die… I want to die… Andrew." I call out his name but there is nothing I hear back in response.
My mind starts to get heavy suddenly, my eyes get a blurry vision, the wind seems to get too strong and the loud noise over my head feels like hammering.
I blink my eyes trying my best to stay stable but at one moment I feel my body go all numb and so is my mind and soon my vision turns all black.
"Andrew"
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"Tessy." I am asleep with a lost mind when I hear a familiar voice and a small shake on my shoulder, "Tessy."
The voice calls me again and this time I feel nuzzling at my face and reluctantly I open my eyes just to see a blurred face, I blink.
BLINK … BLINK …
And there the vision gets clear showing me my handsome husband's face in front of me, his deep black eyes staring into me, his thin lips curving into a beautiful soft smile. His hand comes over to caress my cheek.
This all seems magical to me but his warmth. it makes me assured that he indeed is here with me, alive and safe.
I hold his hand which is caressing my cheek and my eyes start to sting when I feel his warm touch on my palm.
"Andrew." I exhale, my eyes getting heavy as my heart. A tear that feels like a heavy rock rolls down from my eye, the wetness, the warmth everything giving me proof this is real but my heart stays at unease reluctantly.
"I thought… I thought… I have lost you." I choke on my words and he smiles, his bright smile lights up my dull heart.
"Tessy." he breathes, pulling me towards him, his lips pressing on my forehead and I close my eyes to feel his touch, to memorize it deeply in my heart.
I nuzzle into his chest, he is wearing a white collar shirt looking handsome as always, he picks me up and I realize we aren't in our room but in a garden, a forest maybe, it's all green, and the sky is clear above us.
I look down at myself and I am also wearing white, when did I change?
"Andrew…" I look at him anxiously, pulling his shirt.
He looks unbothered by my actions and soon puts me down on the soft green grass and then sits beside me, "I should have listened to you." He says with a guilty look on his face and my heart starts to sink.
Everything around us is perfect and beautiful but somehow this perfection starts to suffocate me, the real world isn't perfect, never.
"Where are we, Andrew?" I raise my brow and look at him with panic rising in my heart.
"I don't know." He shrugs and then leans down, "But it's peaceful." and before I am able to disagree with him, his mouth covers mine into a long yearning kiss.
Gradually, more tears started to fall from my eyes as I tried to hold his face but I couldn't. He stays right in front of me but I am unable to touch him or kiss him back, it feels like I am stuck or we are stuck in time in different places.
"Andrew…" I cry out in pain, my hearts start to squeeze out the life from inside of me.
It's painful, I am suffocating.
BOOM
I sit up with a jolt, panting heavily as though I have run a marathon, my eyes start to hurt instantly, it's too bright.
"Arghh…"
"Dim the lights." I hear a sharp firm voice and soon the lights get dim. Slowly, I remove my hand from my eyes and tentatively my eyes start to get used to light making my vision clear.
"Andrew… Where is he?" I question and as my lips move I feel a terrible pain on my lips.
"Don't speak, you have got two stitches on your lips." The same firm voice replies and finally I look up to see the man's face.
A man with a triangle face, and a defined jawline stands in front of me, he is wearing a black suit, dark as his hair color and his fuller brows. I have never seen this man's face in my entire life and have no idea who he is and why I see him as soon as I wake up instead of Andrew.
"Who are you?" I ask him while frowning in pain.
He takes a deep look at my face and then lets out a frustrated sigh, "I told you, don't talk."
He stares sternly at me, "I am Andrew's friend, he might have not told you about me yet." He says and I look at him suspiciously, Andrew's friend??
I never heard of Andrew's friends except for Lillian.
"My name is Jethro, remember, my man picked you up from the Chicago airport and even helped you to set up the house. It was all done by me." He can see the suspicious look on my face as he begins to explain.
I again try to open my mouth to ask further questions when he raises his hand to stop me, "Here." He hands me his mobile and I start to type.
"What happened?" I write.
He looks at the text and then at my face, "Uhmm… Andrew blew off the building." he informs and my face turns pale from horror.
"Why did he do that?" I write furiously, my eyes again begin to sting from the fresh hot tears.
"I have no idea about that…" He shrugs and I glare at him.
"Is he…" With trembling hands, I begin to write but then delete it.
"Take me to him." I write instead and the man looks at me in hesitation.
"I… I can't." He refuses and furiously I raise my hand to throw his phone when suddenly he grabs my wrist stopping me from behaving recklessly.
"Behave woman." He tries to snatch his phone from my hand but somehow it drops from my hand and breaks into pieces.
BOOM
"F**K." The man growls loudly.
"Man… Do you have any idea how important things I had on that phone…
F**k
F**k.
Thank God that you are pregnant otherwise I would have killed you just now."
The man yells furiously before storming out of the room with the broken pieces of his phone.
His words strike my mind and I go numb, looking down at my belly, more fresh tears start to stream down from my eyes remembering Andrew. How would I be able to raise this kid without a father, and what about my Cyrus and Aaron?
Where are they? Why has God suddenly become so cruel and taken away all the happiness from my life? How am I going to survive in this world without Andrew, now? How?
