Sinful_whispers
~ThE PeRfEcT ImPeRfEcT~
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A Dizzy Gillespie tune came through the speakers as faith stood in the tub and reached for the towel, she wrapped it around her as she heard the door bell chimes ringing out. She wondered who it would be and then she remembered that she had called Jeremy before she stepped into the tub. She had lost track of time and had no clue how long she was even in the bubble bath for.
She dried off, brushing out her long hair as she sat upon the bench of her vanity table. faith looked into the mirror and wondered what happened to the young woman she was. It wasn't that she was exactly and old lady but she was feeling it that afternoon. Sitting there thinking about where time had gone and what she was going to do now. When she wakes tomorrow, she will again be alone in a huge empty house once again. It was a feeling she was going to need to get used to unless she bought a dog or cat for companionship.
She left the towel drop as she sat there naked, looking at every wrinkle of flesh, every little freckle and tried to remember the last few years. She knew when she found the letters that her marriage to Ian was a scam, a hoax and they were both playing roles that were on going. The play of life and they were the only actor and actress in it. The play was filled with twists and turns, secrets hidden in the dark and the ghosts of the past forever haunting them.
There was many a nights Faith sat down stairs with a glass of wine in the dark and thought about what could have been. Nights that Ian would call and say he would be getting home late leaving her to have dinner alone. They were here and there and she had never thought of anything if she hadn't have found those letters. It was since then things changed between them. It was her who changed, she knew that. It was still early afternoon and she knew she wanted to box up a few things, knowing they wouldn't do it themselves.
She Slipped on a pair of white panties and a very simple spaghetti strap white cotton summer dress that came about mid-thigh. She placed a hair band on her wet hair and pushed it back from her face letting it hang down to air dry which usually meant it would be a head of loose curls by the time it dried and they would bounce with each step she took. As she walked out of the bedroom she walked past the guest bathroom, the first guest bedroom and stood at the next door. She placed her hand upon the door ever so lightly and ran her fingertips down it.
The door was her door to happiness at one time, since that day it has been locked and not entered or touched. When she made it to her fifth month they found out the sex, picked names and then painted the room and filled it with boxes of furniture, then when she hit her sixth it was then everything went wrong. The furniture remained in its boxes, the clothing folded in drawers with the tags still on them, nothing has been changed since. She hadn't had the heart to ever enter the room.
That day was dark. They had a small ceremony that only her and Ian attended. They had a small stone placed that she went and visited placing fresh cut flowers once a year. It was a day when another piece of her heart crumbled away. The first part was when Jeremy just up and left and then that day. Faith didn't feel it with Ian, she missed him, but the feeling wasn't the same and she felt extremely guilty for it. The problem was, maybe there wasn't enough of her heart for him to have had. Maybe Jeremy took half and their child the other.
Turning she headed down the steps, she stopped mid step when she heard the phone faintly ringing from Ian's office. That line was a separate line for work clients only and whoever else he gave the number to. faith walked down the steps and the phone continued to ring, she opened the door as just as she stepped in to reach for it the ringing stopped.
Miles Davis was now playing, she stood listening for a minute or two and then remembered she hadn't gotten the mail. She walked to the door and as she opened it she came to a complete halt as she starred at Jeremy. "Hello Jeremy. If you have time, I think we need to talk..." She left it at that as she flipped the top of the mailbox and looked in grabbing the envelopes out and walking back inside as she stopped turned and seen if he was coming.
faith told herself this wasn't going to be a repeat of the other day, she was to drained emotionally, mentally and physically to fight and argue at that time.
She dried off, brushing out her long hair as she sat upon the bench of her vanity table. faith looked into the mirror and wondered what happened to the young woman she was. It wasn't that she was exactly and old lady but she was feeling it that afternoon. Sitting there thinking about where time had gone and what she was going to do now. When she wakes tomorrow, she will again be alone in a huge empty house once again. It was a feeling she was going to need to get used to unless she bought a dog or cat for companionship.
She left the towel drop as she sat there naked, looking at every wrinkle of flesh, every little freckle and tried to remember the last few years. She knew when she found the letters that her marriage to Ian was a scam, a hoax and they were both playing roles that were on going. The play of life and they were the only actor and actress in it. The play was filled with twists and turns, secrets hidden in the dark and the ghosts of the past forever haunting them.
There was many a nights Faith sat down stairs with a glass of wine in the dark and thought about what could have been. Nights that Ian would call and say he would be getting home late leaving her to have dinner alone. They were here and there and she had never thought of anything if she hadn't have found those letters. It was since then things changed between them. It was her who changed, she knew that. It was still early afternoon and she knew she wanted to box up a few things, knowing they wouldn't do it themselves.
She Slipped on a pair of white panties and a very simple spaghetti strap white cotton summer dress that came about mid-thigh. She placed a hair band on her wet hair and pushed it back from her face letting it hang down to air dry which usually meant it would be a head of loose curls by the time it dried and they would bounce with each step she took. As she walked out of the bedroom she walked past the guest bathroom, the first guest bedroom and stood at the next door. She placed her hand upon the door ever so lightly and ran her fingertips down it.
The door was her door to happiness at one time, since that day it has been locked and not entered or touched. When she made it to her fifth month they found out the sex, picked names and then painted the room and filled it with boxes of furniture, then when she hit her sixth it was then everything went wrong. The furniture remained in its boxes, the clothing folded in drawers with the tags still on them, nothing has been changed since. She hadn't had the heart to ever enter the room.
That day was dark. They had a small ceremony that only her and Ian attended. They had a small stone placed that she went and visited placing fresh cut flowers once a year. It was a day when another piece of her heart crumbled away. The first part was when Jeremy just up and left and then that day. Faith didn't feel it with Ian, she missed him, but the feeling wasn't the same and she felt extremely guilty for it. The problem was, maybe there wasn't enough of her heart for him to have had. Maybe Jeremy took half and their child the other.
Turning she headed down the steps, she stopped mid step when she heard the phone faintly ringing from Ian's office. That line was a separate line for work clients only and whoever else he gave the number to. faith walked down the steps and the phone continued to ring, she opened the door as just as she stepped in to reach for it the ringing stopped.
Miles Davis was now playing, she stood listening for a minute or two and then remembered she hadn't gotten the mail. She walked to the door and as she opened it she came to a complete halt as she starred at Jeremy. "Hello Jeremy. If you have time, I think we need to talk..." She left it at that as she flipped the top of the mailbox and looked in grabbing the envelopes out and walking back inside as she stopped turned and seen if he was coming.
faith told herself this wasn't going to be a repeat of the other day, she was to drained emotionally, mentally and physically to fight and argue at that time.