Missing Him
1020 Words
"Hello, my best," was her response as soon as my phone call connected. "Hi, Aby, are you still awake?"
"Yes, I'm still at the club because Alex, the bartender, is keeping me out late tonight."
Oh, hearing that name, how surprised and yet longing I was. "So, you really have a relationship with that bartender?"
"Yes, he's quite amazing at licking. You should try it, it's extraordinary. I'm addicted to it every night."
How envious I was to hear my old friend, Abygail, still being able to have a late-night party and enjoy herself with a man out there.
"Maybe you should marry him."
"Oh, yeah, that's a good idea. But I don't know if he'll have the ability to lick my v****a for the next 10 to 20 years? Ah, forget it. I need to be sane because I have a trial tomorrow."
"Ohh, yes, how's your career? You've really become a great lawyer, haven't you?"
I heard her chuckle from the other end of the line. "And how's your life? I want to hear about Morgan, the angel who slapped you, so you can make me your lawyer to sue him."
I laughed at her joke. Everyone knows how kind-hearted the man I married is. "He would never do that, it's just..." my sentence trailed off, and I guess that made Abygail question my situation.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. But I just feel..." I tried to find the right words to describe my current state, "Tired, empty, and bland with my life as a wife, mother, and this household."
"What are you thinking? Are you bored with all your free time? You might just be tired of your routine as a housewife, Cammy," she said, which might indeed be true.
"Go back to work. You can restart your career and have time outside, not just trapped in the boredom of your days."
I started shedding tears, "I can't. Morgan and I agreed that I would just take care of the children."
"Oh, you'll be fine. Just give it some time, everything will feel good again."
I hope so. Truly, as Abygail said. It's just that all of this feels very torturous, this loneliness and this longing. "I just feel like I'm not as happy as I thought I would be. The feelings that have been coming over me lately are very far from my expectations when I had a family like this."
The sound of thumping music, which was starting to fade, made me hear Abygail's voice more clearly. I guessed she was going out or heading to a much quieter room. "Listen, you have everything. A wonderful and incredibly kind husband, adorable children. Your position is what many women out there dream of. So, calm down, everything will be alright."
Unfortunately, I'm still very doubtful. And this is the time for my stupidest confession to her, "I might be fine. But lately, I've been missing him so much, I've been dreaming about him all the time..."
"Who?"
I rolled my eyes, "Who else but him, Aby."
"Oh, my God! You've gone crazy!"
I know I deserve to be cursed and scolded.
"Don't joke around. Listen," Abygail's voice sounded very serious now, "Don't mess up your beautiful and happy family."
And of course, I could never do that. "Morgan. He is a very good man and you won't find another like him anywhere in the world."
"I know. And I don't mean to destroy my family."
"Then, appreciate him. Appreciate how lucky you are to have Morgan. Out there, there are many women who want a man like him, and they might even be willing to bet anything for him."
"I know, but..."
Here is the English translation of the text with proper grammar:
The heavy breathing could be heard. I guess Aby is starting to get frustrated with my problem. "Wait, let me straighten this out, are you missing Diego? After all this time? After 6 long years?"
The conversation continued to escalate further. And I became aware of how crazy the situation that had befallen me was.
"I know. I'm just missing my old self. My past life that was so thrilling and enjoyable. I want to feel that again."
"Oh, Camille, you've already decided to get married and have children. You have a beautiful family, that was your choice. And now you want to go back to your old life, just because you miss it??"
Her words made me feel like a foolish woman. "I know it was my choice. It's just that I feel tired and empty. I know Morgan is tired of his life, and so am I with my domestic life and children, plus the boredom of my daily routine, but you know..."
I searched for the right words to properly explain the turmoil in my mind and feelings.
"You're not planning to sacrifice your happiness for the sake of your wild imagination, are you?"
"Of course not." I firmly argued against it. "I just want to feel that exhilarating sensation again. The feeling that embraces me intimately and passionately, making me intoxicated and elated. I miss the things I could never experience. And... I think Diego is the one who can give that to me."
I was honest about it. When I crave pleasure, s*x, and satisfaction, he is the only one in my mind. My lover from 6 years ago. He is the one in my wild fantasies.
"Oh, this is madness."
Suddenly, I heard someone greet, and Abygail greeted them back.
"Are you meeting someone here?" I asked, making sure.
"O-oh, no. Back to the topic. Listen to me, Camille. Diego might be the sexiest and most thrilling man you've ever met in your life, and you'll never forget him. But Morgan is your love that no one can replace. The family you've built will be destroyed just because of your ravenous lust for a scoundrel."
"I know, but I just want to chase away my loneliness and fulfill my hunger for my inner self."
"Then what do you want? What are you going to do now?"
- Writer
