Forever

by Wanda Boyd

  I see the two sitting next to each other with hands clasped. The node I am feeling since I saw the tears of Cybele tightens even more, realizing that I may never live what they are living.

  - Yeah, I thought. But life is a box of surprises, is not it?

  My parents look at me the same way you looked when I was a child and took a tumble.

  - Are you all right, son? Want to talk? - My father asked.

  - Well I'm not, but I'll just stay. And no, father. I do not want to talk. At the moment, I just need some time alone, but I appreciate the offer.

  The two are looking at me while I resume my way. I know that worry, but know that they will respect my will.

  As soon as I get home, close all windows, lock all doors and rip my clothes. I take a shower because I'm really sweaty and when I leave the bathroom, naked game in bed and go into a deep sleep.

  "I'm in the field, riding a horse do not recognize. I ride freely for hours until I find a river. Dismount to try to assuage my thirst, but the more I walk, but the river seems to be away.

  Suddenly, a little girl with dark bollards and red lips like a rose appears to me and says:

  - Do not give up, Dad. You're almost there. "

  According thrilled. These dreams with my daughter always stir me a lot. I go to the kitchen and take almost an entire jar of ice water to quench the thirst that I felt in my dream. Then I go back to bed and, within minutes, I end up taking again asleep.

  Chapter 39 - Cecilia

  They spent two days of the rodeo. I did not turn on the farm Blue sky and did not see Anthony again. I not want to see the happy couple and see how much I was so stupid to refuse to have.

  Now I knew how much Anthony was a good man, a good husband and a good father would.

  But I had lost the opportunity to have it all.

  The Alana called every day, calling me a horse's back, and I refused, I could feel the tone in your last call that was upset, but I could not look at the Antonio now. Even more then I remembered our marriage.

  After making a food delivery on a farm, I drive to the nearby town where he had an appointment with a gynecologist friend Edgar. I could not get out of my head the fact that I did not have a scar cesarean section.

  Edgar managed to get a copy of my medical records hidden in the hospital, and the Held Emergency Cesarean phrase seemed to scream on paper.

  I park the truck and walk into the clinic, after giving my name and fill in the form, I sit on the couch waiting to be called. I look at couples who are there, women accompanied by a family member and try to imagine the day I was there. Probably Antonio came to me and hugged me while waiting, or maybe talked to our daughter.

  Pieces of my memory were still missing, a lot had no explanation or answer, but one thing I was sure: no woman was so loved or adored as I was by Antonio.

  - Cecilia Avila? - A nurse called my name and I get up. - Good afternoon, come with me, please. - The accompany to a room, where it measures the pressure and my temperature. - Please put this robe, the doctor will be here in a few minutes.

  - Thanks.

  I put the robe for the examination and lie on the table, look at the room and try to remember the time I did ultrasound in pregnancy Clarinha or when given the news of pregnancy for Antonio, but still could not remember, did not come at all.

  - Cecilia? - The doctor enters the room and look at my record.

  - That.

  - I'm the Doctor Abigail. What is the reason for your visit?

  - Doctor, a few years ago I was pregnant and had an accident, I was in a coma and when I woke up was with amnesia, my parents did not speak of pregnancy or what happened to my daughter, only learned she was pregnant a few months ago. - I make a summary of the story to her, listening intently. - Edgar and I dated, and he found it strange that story and then one day I went to the hospital, he had access to my medical records, there was saying that I had an emergency C-section, but I have no scar.

  - Okay, let me take a look, lie down please.

  I lay on the stretcher and she lifts her robe, I run my hand over my skin, while carefully looks and frowns.

  - It has nothing, is not it?

  - No, and that's very strange. I'll do an ultrasound, it is unlikely to have scar in the uterus, but I want to look like that.

  - OK.

  She informs me that would be a transvaginal ultrasound and begins to prepare the devices. Once everything ready, I support my legs on the support and it begins to take the exam. Avoid looking at the monitor, because it did not want to look for something that probably would not be there.

  I was already sure, at this point, there was a C-section. But then what happened to my daughter?

  - Strange - the doctor speaks taking me from my thoughts, and I realize that is looking at the monitor.

  - Is there a problem, Doctor?

  - No, honey. I was just surprised by one thing.

  - Thing? What's it? What's the problem?

  - Your period is late? - I think about her question and try to remember when was the last time I was menstruating, it had been a while already.

  - I did not sleep with anyone, doctor, will make six years of the accident and never got a man touched me, unless ... - Stop talking and Antonio image carrying me in the rain after the auction invades my memory.

  - Unless?

  - What are you saying doctor? - I ask, still avoiding looking at the monitor.

  - I did not find any scar on your uterus, but I found something else. - She smiles and I feel a tear roll down my face. I look at the monitor and see a small black dot on the screen, I read an ultrasound, because I do it myself in animals.

  That little point meant that my life was changing completely.

  - I'm pregnant - talk, and she smiles.

  - Congratulations.

  - It's okay with the baby?

  - Yes, it is, the size is great, I have done the measurements. You have a little over a month.

  - I'm pregnant - I repeat, and her smile grows.

  - It is.

  After printing a few pictures of my baby to me, the medical leave me alone so I switch me. After putting the clothes, I sit on a stool and stare at the image. I was pregnant with Anthony, God had given us the opportunity to be parents again. But as would be now? He had to Cybele, and I did not want to disturb your happiness.

  Take a deep breath and go to the doctor's room, I wanted to give me some guidance. After prescribing vitamins and schedule my next visit, I leave the clinic.

  While driving, I try to assimilate what happened at a time that changed my life. Really I did not go through a C-section and now I was pregnant.

  Step by goods store for baby and park slightly forward. I run to the store and stare at the clothes. I had a life growing inside me, my little miracle. My and Anthony.

  I see a red plaid shirt for babies and, on impulse, I end up buying. It was the first clothing of my son.

  I go back to Bonita with a smile, nothing would disturb my happiness today. I park in front of the office and down run.

  - Mari! - Cry, then the sidewalk.

  Paula looks up, sees me coming in and looking worried.

  - All right, Ceci?

  - All Paula, where's Mari?

  - She went to take a bath, she needed help in the birth of a calf.

  - Thanks.

  I rush to the apartment screaming for my friend out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel with worried face.

  - What's it? I had no scar, is not it?

  - There's no scar - speak in agreement.

  - And now, what does that mean?

  - Do not know yet, I have to think about it, but now I can not - talk, laugh, and she looks at me like I was crazy.

  - What's it?

  - Look at this. - I give one of the ultrasound images to her, looking for a few seconds.

  - Ahh! - She screams and starts jumping. - You are pregnant?

  - I am.

  She pulls me into a hug, and we, the two, silly, ju
mping in the middle of the apartment.

  - Okay, but I need to know one thing first. - She pulls me to the couch and takes a deep breath. - Who is the father?

  - As well?

  - Ceci, you were dating Edgar, so I'm asking.

  - Of course, Edgar is not the father.

  - Then...

  - The father is ... - Stop talking and look for Mari, who is staring at me.

  - Who?

  - Is it - speak and take the hands to the mouth. - Is he Mari. - I laugh and get up from the couch. - Need to go.

  - Where are you going? And who is he?

  I listen to Mari screaming behind me, but I have no time to respond. I have a place to go.

  I run as fast as you can and with care to avoid an accident, to the farm Blue Sky. It was after six o'clock and I knew that he probably would be at his house or parents for dinner. They eat dinner early, as every farm worker.

  I park in front of the big house and I'm going in a hurry in the kitchen.

  - Ceci? - Magno is frightened by my entrance.

  - Where is Anthony?

  - In his house, he said he wants to be alone.

  - Azar his. He will have company for night - talk and listen to the laughter of Alana.

  - And if Cybele is there? - Question.

  - My dear, beloved sister, the Cybele is there will be dragged by the hair to the pigsty. Nobody touches my man - speak.

  - That's right, woman shows who's boss.

  - Alana!

  - What was Mom? My crowd is for Ceci.

  I leave the Fatima fighting with Alana and back to the car. Drive rushed to the home of Antonio, as I approach I see that the lights are on. I park anyway and run to the door.

  Practically I beat the door, which was locked.

  Who locks the front door on a farm?

  - What is it? - He screams from inside the house, and keep pounding on the door. - I swear I'll give a kick in the butt buster that is trying to break the fucking door. - I laugh at his words and continue beating until he opens the door and stares at me. - Ceci?

  - Is that you.

  Chapter 40 - Ignatius

  I'm sleeping almost from the day before. I woke up a few times, but soon went back to sleep. I think the weight of all recent events finally ended up weighing on my body. Suddenly, a loud noise as hell awakens me. According scared, so running game the deck and sit in bed, trying to identify what is happening.

  Tum, tum, tum!

  The noise comes from the door. It looks like someone is trying to bring her down. I get up and I rushed into the living room, where the door is located.

  - What is it? I swear I'll give a kick in the butt buster that is trying to break the fucking door - I say and finally open. I was not prepared to find Cecilia, with a gaping smile. - Ceci? - I ask.

  - Is that you! - she says.

  - Of course I am, or you had another amnesia and forgot that I live here? - I ask, a bit grumpy the way I was awake.

  She laughs deliciously and my bad mood goes away at the same time.

  - No, you fool! Is that you! You Ignatius!

  I stand, I tried to assimilate where she wants to go.

  - Ceci, of course I'm me. Antonio Ignatius, live and in color. What's going on with you, anyway? - She throws herself into my arms and hold me so much that I feel even crushed. Then she turns away and looks at me. - I did not know that his name was Antonio Ignatius. I did not remember it. Why only I called you Antonio.

  - I thought you were calling me Anthony to be more formal, as always called me just Ignatius.

  - No my love! You do not know the mess that I created in my head. - My heart starts to beat faster. She called me "my love"? - I started to remember you longer than imagined, only in my memories I just called you Ignatius. And as I did not know you were Ignatius, I thought ... - So it all makes sense, and I interrupt.

  - You found the "Ignatius" was someone else - I say, even without it confirm.

  She smiles again.

  - Yes, I thought you were my lover.

  I start to laugh, and she ends up laughing again. So I take your hand in mine and say:

  - You called me "my love."

  She nods and I do not think twice. I grab and kiss like never kissed before. My mouth takes his fiercely, and I suck his lips to keep the taste of his mouth on mine. She bites my lips and stick your tongue in my. I did not restrain myself, I start to tear his clothes without even stop to kiss. I do not want to lose more or one second away from the woman I love. Unbutton her shorts and she pulls my shirt. Snatch her chemise, and she rubs her breasts against my chest. She kisses my neck and going down his kisses to my crotch. Then she lowers my underwear, and I take a step back.

  - Ceci, you're not kidding me, right? You will not make love to me and run away as soon as I fall asleep. If you do, I'm behind you and hold here, turning this house into captivity.

  - No need to arrest me, I am your prisoner long. My body belongs to you, my heart belongs to you. I am all yours, my love, and I'll never leave you. Never, Ignatius!

  My eyes fill with tears and I kiss her again, but this time our kiss is slow, because I want to capture this moment in my memory forever. I unbutton her bra and give several kisses on each breast. So hold your nipple between my teeth and start to pass the language quickly, because I know that's the way she feels more pleasure. She moans and writhes, pressing his crotch against mine. My cock is so hard, I feel I will explode every time.

  I tear off her panties and lay on my bed. She stroked my hair, as I start to kiss and lick her most intimate part. She is soaking wet, and I know it will come quickly. My tongue wanders through her sensitive folds, and she moans of pleasure. First, the groaning is weak, but then it will increase the intensity as my tongue speeds. Then suck and around to lick it, but this time very slowly, but with more force. It explodes with pleasure, releasing a cry that makes me unable to stay even one more minute away from her.

  I pull away in search of condoms, but when the meeting and start to tear the package, she says:

  - No, I want to feel you all inside me, with nothing in the way. You had sex with someone without a condom?

  - Never! Bareback only with you, my queen.

  She smiles and almost teletransporto me close to her. I fit in between her legs and push my hard member into her moist cavity. She closes her thighs tightly, to better feel my stick, and I release a hoarse groan.

  - I love it when you moan like that! - she says.

  This encourages me to stock even faster.

  - You say you're mine, says, my queen!

  - I am your's my love! I've always been and always will be. And this time, nothing and no one will separate us.

  Estoco increasingly hard, while kissing her neck, her neck, her breasts. I put my tongue in her ear, and she groans.

  - You are delicious! - Whisper, and she writhes, wailing louder than normal. I know that soon she will enjoy again, then start to stock in a liberating way, until she and I reach the climax together.

  I kiss her again, but to be exhausted and breathless, not prolong much. She clings to me and stayed a few minutes in silence.

  This moment is the closest I've been to paradise in recent years.

  - Can I ask you something? - she says.

  - Of course my love!

  - You will end with the Cybele, is not it?

  - I finished, my queen. My heart does not seem to admit any other woman in it, except you.

  It opens a beautiful smile, but then retorts.

  - That's a lie! You also love your mother, Alana, the Luzi ...

  - They are in another part of my heart. The part you occupy is yours alone. He never entered anyone else.

  She further nestles in my arms, satisfied.

  - What about Edgar?

  She raises her head lazily to look at me.

  - Well, it seems that my heart will not accept another man in my life, except you. - She bites my nipple hard, and I scream:

  - There! Why
did it?

  - Because yes! I remembered you rubbing with that bitch of Suzi and thought it deserved a punishment.

  - All right, I deserved.

  I pull her against me and kiss again. When our lips apart, I say:

  - I do not believe it's finally happening something good in my life. I thought my punishment would be eternal. I did not see a light at the end of the tunnel, you know? Whenever I began to overcome something, another came and knocked me again.

  - I know how, my love. - Her face lights up and she sits.

  - What's it? What are you up to?

  - I have other good news. I do not know how you'll react. I myself did not have much time to process and I am very afraid that something happens and ...

  - For God's sake, say so, Ceci! You're making me nervous.

  She bites her lower lip and looks at me for a few seconds until he finally says:

  - OK! I would wait a little longer to tell you, but it's better now count once. Close your eyes, my love.

  I close, and then she takes my hand and leads to her belly.

  - You can open it.

  I open and she's looking at me.

  - Hey, I did not ... What are you ... - And then I look at this scene. My hand on her belly. This has happened before. I take a deep breath and feel my body freeze. - No! It's not possible! - I say.

  - Also not think it was. But I remembered the day of the auction. Are you upset?

  I take my hand from his belly and with his hands on my face. Tears run down my eyes before I can control. Let out a sob and Cecilia says:

  - I'm sorry, Ignatius! I did not know ... - I put a finger to his mouth and callus.

  When finally I find my voice, I say, thrilled:

  - Today is the second happiest day of my life! Thank you, Ceci! Thank you very much! Thank you very much! Thank you very much!

  I keep repeating several times as tears stream down my face. She lets out a relieved sigh and begins to cry with me. I hug her, and stayed close together for several seconds until I get off the bed and kneel on the ground. I pull her to the edge of the bed and kiss her belly.

  - Hello, little son or daughter! Here is Dad, and I just wanted to say that you have means the world to me. I already love you so much, it hurts. I promise I'll be your friend, I play a lot with you and I will try to be the best dad in the world. Thank you for existing!