A few weeks later, I got a phone call from Waylon's Haunt. It was the owner there, and he wanted me and Alex to come over to play some songs! It would be our first gig!
I immediately ran inside and told Alex about the great news.
We both were so excited. We should play this friday night!
But on thursday morning, I didn't feel very well.
I stayed home from work to rest, because I didn't want to miss our gig the next day! What if I felt sick tomorrow too?!
Both I and Alex was really afraid it would be contagious.
But apperently it wasn't because the next day, I felt like nothing would have happened. So we drove to Waylon's Haunt.
But well, the whole place was empty. The only one there was the same bartender as before.
"I'm starting to believe that this place is always empty." I said.
The bartender looked up. "Oh it's you again. I remember you, you were the one complaining about no people for like a week ago." he shook his head. "Believe me, there's usually a lot of people, you just don't have the right timing."
I grinned. "Oh well, atleast you can listen to our music."
And Alex and I started to play. But nobody showed up.
But I think the bartender had a great time anyway. He looked really glad to have us there.
And I loved to play anyway. Either there were other humans, listening to me or not, I loved to play.
But sure it would have been awesome with a big audience.
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That feeling of sickness I had for like two weeks ago... It wasn't something bad I had eaten, or a virus.
I was pregnant.
And it wasn't something I was happy about. I didn't want a child. I wanted to live my life and be famous and I wanted The Silhouettes to be big.
I don't even think I ever wanted a kid. I enjoyed taking care of Juliette when I lived at home, but now when I was an adult...
Just no.
Alex didn't want a baby either. He thought just as me, he wanted to live first, and when we got old, we would have time for a lot of kids if we wanted to.
Those following weeks, since I got the test from the doctor, both I and Alex was really depressed. I felt like crying all the time. A parasite, growing inside of me... That thought disgusted me.
It would soon get out and destroy our lives.
No. I didn't want a child. This was a nightmare.
I'm not sure in which week I was in, I didn't really count the days, but one day, when I sat in the couch reading one of my books I'd gotten from work...
Alex sat down next to me. He seemed really happy, but at the same time, there was something strange...
"Put away that book, sweetie." he said.
I raised my eyebrows, and did as he said. "Why?"
He moved closer and put his arm around my shoulders, as he turned on the TV.
"Remember the first time we did like this?" he asked with a soft voice.
I didn't answer, but I remembered. It was also the first time we kissed.
"That night was a start of something amazing." he continued and I faced him.
"Yeah, it was." I smiled.
I gave him a soft kiss on his lips.
"And I want to remember that moment forever..." he said, and rose up from the couch.
(lol imagine there's a wedding ring in his hand or something.. xD I totally forgot to fix that)
He walked around to the back of the couch and leaned over me. He held out his hand in front of me and said: "Beautiful Amanda, do you want to be my wife?"
I stared at the ring for a moment, but then I jumped off the couch and into Alex arms.
"Yes!" I shouted. "Yes, of course!"
The following months was a lot easier. We agreed about having the wedding after the baby was born. Maybe even later, just so we wouldn't have a kid to take care of at the wedding.
And even though my belly was bigger than a basketball, the owner of Eugi's wanted us to come there and play some music.
This time it was a lot more people. And it was really fun.
A girl even came up to me and shouted, jumped and danced. It made me just even happier.
But just in the beginning of the paus, it was time for that little parasite to come out.
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