Broken Wings

Sunlight and the sounds of birds chirping ushered in her day. A beautiful Saturday morning. As Bugo turned to kiss him good morning, she realised he wasn't there. His side of the bed was still made up. It was obvious he didn't come home last night. "God, when will all these stop?," she muttered. Her husband Eric had put her through many nights of tears and fear, wondering what time he'lld come home. Especially on Fridays. She understood it was the last working day of the week and probably needed to unwind, but why he couldn't do this with her was beyond her imagination. Heaviness that she had uneasily become accustomed to, came upon her.

As she thought of all these, she got up to brush her teeth and have her bath. As she stared into the mirror to make up, she didn't like what she saw, she had become a shadow of herself.

"A whole me," she sighed.

She dressed up and went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. As she sat down to wait for the water to boil, she thought back to the day she first met him.

"Hey Bugo! Be careful, that car almost hit you!," her friend Sandra shouted.

They had just stopped at a restaurant to eat, with just 30 minutes of their one hour break to hurry back to their respective offices.

"Imagine o, now the driver has splashed water over me,' she said angrily.

She saw that the man parked about 4 cars ahead of them, so she matched there to give him a piece of her mind. On getting there, as she opened her mouth to speak, she found herself staring into the most handsome face she had ever seen. Brown eyes, white teeth, beautiful skin, the full works. He was just beautiful. She managed to get herself together and managed a weak "Don't you know you could have hit me?"

"Yes i do and i'm sorry," he responded, "but i don't regret it," he said, flashing that dimpled smile that she came to love. By this time, her anger came back full force. "You don't what?" she shouted. "Easy, easy. I only meant that if that hadn't happened, i won't have met my future wife," he said with a smile on his face.

Just then Sandra started laughing, enjoying the scene in front of her.

"My name is Sandra and her name is Bugo, we've been best friends since secondary school. What's your name?," "Eric," he said, looking at Bugo who was still seething in anger.

"Nice to meet you Eric," she smiled. "Now, continue what you were saying about Bugo being your future wife."

He smiled and said "Why don't we all just go in for drinks, so i can apologise to Bugo," he said with his eyes on her.

"No!" Bugo said, "Why don't you apologise and be on your way, you've been quite rude."

"Okay, i accept and i feel bad, let me make it up to you," he said looking at Sandra for back up.

"Yes, Bugo, let him make it up to us," she said with a seriousness she didn't mean. By now, all 2 pairs of eyes were staring at her, waiting for her to agree. Now exasperated, she said okay.

This marked the beginning of another phase, Life as she knew it was officially over. Update! The Part 2 to this story is on my other blog myfearlesslove.wordpress.com Please come over to read it. Sorry for the delay. :)