She's not an Angel [four]

Sarah - 19911

“Michael…I have great news…” I start to say, fidgeting with the dish towel in my hand. 2

He doesn’t look at me. He slowly lifts the spoon to his lips and loudly sips his soup, making me twitch. I swallow hard, twisting the dish towel tighter. I kept telling myself he’d be okay with it. He’d said he’d never leave me, no matter what. I calm a bit, releasing the white cloth from my shaking hands. 3

“Michael…” I whisper, looking away from his intimidating face. 4

“God damnit Sarah, I’m trying to eat.” He said, dropping his spoon into the soup with a large splash. I flinch. 5

I try to speak but the words don’t come, “Come on Sarah, out with it.”6

“I’m…” I start, glancing up at him and immediately back down, “I’m pregnant.”7

“Speak up woman.” 8

I start to tremble, “I’m Pregnant.” I repeat louder. 9

He stares at me for a minute, his expression is blank. I force my lips upward into a nervous smile. The dish towel refuses to twist. I’m practically sitting on the edge of my seat but he doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t say anything for awhile. 10

“I didn’t ask for no kid.” He finally says. 11

I feel the tears start to well up in my eyes, “Michael, you said…”12

“Jesus, don’t cry. I’m not leaving. ”He says, “I just didn’t ask for any kid13

I feel my body slowly start to relax, my heat beat slowing and my shoulders slumping. A small smile forms on my lips, this one real. I should have never doubted him, not for one second. He sighs, pushing away his plate and standing up. I looked up at him in terror. He smiles down at me and rubbed his head. 14

“I need to think, alright? I’ll be back.” 15

But he never comes back. I wait and wait. At 3 AM the police call to confirm my fears. He is no longer flesh and blood. His remains are scattered. His blood is smeared. He is gone, all gone. 16