Dear Future Husband by Dannielle Alexander (read more books txt) 📖

“No that was my best friend Jonah, I called him to let him know that I was in good hands,” I smiled at him, to which he smiled back and made his way to the bed pulling me to my feet, he hugged me. I smiled into his chest as I inhaled his manly scent which smelled like Obsession from Calvin Klein.

 Amelia POV

I heard my phone ring from the night stand; I lazily got to answer it, trying to not wake up Brandon in the process. “Hello,” I spoke into the phone awaiting an answer from the person on the other side of the call. “Hi Amelia it’s me, I really miss you and I…” I looked at the caller ID to see if there was a number that I recognized, but it said that it was a private number but I know this voice all too well, “I need you Amelia, I’m sorry if I hurt you I really am, I was foolish and I love you,” he spoke, I hated him, I can’t believe he would call me after what he did. “Look Lucas you had your chance and sadly I have to deal with the consequences of it, I loved you and I believed you when you told me you loved me, I fell in love with you, I married you and you turn around and stab me in the back by sleeping with another woman, on our honeymoon and you had the audacity to lay your hands on me I would have never cheated on you, I loved you Lucas I trusted you with my heart and you crushed it, I HATE YOU!” I yelled into the phone. I was crying now and was being tormented by the memory of seeing Lucas in bed with another woman. “Amelia I’m sorry,” he tried to apologize but I wasn’t going to stand there listening him rant on and on of sorry he was, I didn’t care. “I don’t give a fuck Lucas, I don’t want to hear it, you already did it I don’t want to see you or hear from you ever again, lose my number and don’t try to contact me or try to find me because you won’t I’ll be long gone by the time you figure out where I am, I would be far away from you at all times, with the one person I know I have to fight for,” I told him I was holding my stomach, praying that I would be able to keep my baby far away from Lucas. “You’re pregnant?” he asked sounding as shocked as I was when I found out. “Why do you care? You never cared when you were….” I wasn’t able to finish that sentence without completely breaking down and I needed to stay strong for my baby and I. “Just tell me one thing, is the baby mine?” he asked, I wish at that time that I could kick him straight through the phone. “How dare you ask me that, what do you think I am some kind of cheap whore who sells her body freely for every guy that asks,” I barked into the phone. “I love you,” he answered, I swore I heard him sniffle on the phone, was he crying, “I really am sorry,” he croaked before hanging up.  “Was he really sorry, did he really love me, “I thought to myself. I placed the phone back on the nightstand and headed back to bed, “that was him wasn’t it?” Brandon asked from beside me. I could almost hear the pain in his voice as he spoke of Lucas. “Yeah,” I answered unsure of where he was going with this. “Do you still love him?” he asked, I didn’t know the answer to that question, was I still in love Lucas, why does it hurt so much knowing that he was crying over the fact that he got me pregnant. “I’m not sure,” was all I told him. He didn’t continue or push the conversation which I was grateful for. I moved closer to him, I laid my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat, I didn’t want to lose this man, he means so much to me but right now at a cross road and don’t know which way to turn. He stroked his hands through my hair comforting me as I cried on his chest. “I love you,” I whispered to him, “I love you more,” he replied, I was finally able to crack a smile. The room was filled with a comfortable silence, until my stomach made a loud noise letting me know that my baby and I are hungry. “How about we go get you something to eat?” Brandon exclaimed as he got up from the bed pulling me up with him. We headed straight for the kitchen where we ate some pancakes and drank some orange juice that Brandon had made. After we had finished eating we headed for the sitting room, “I’m going to get my phone,” I told him trying to get up from the couch, he snaked his hand around my waist pulling me back unto it. He placed his head on my lap, looking me in the eyes he smiled, “stay,” he told me, I leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips before turning to watch the television.

After walking back to the bedroom I checked my phone to make sure I had no miss calls, but I had fifteen, all from Jonah, “ I would call him back later, I needed to show the man that I love how much I love him, but how?” I thought to myself. For now I needed a shower, I always come up with good ideas in the shower.

I sat in the shower allowing the water to fall on me , I tried really hard to think but came up with nothing, I stood up turning off the shower, I stepped out wrapping a towel around my body, I walked into the bedroom, I stopped when I heard Brandon yelling at someone, I opened the door to the balcony, I stood in the doorway in order to hear his conversation, because he was using my phone, “Look don’t call this phone again, you won’t ever be able to love her the way I do, I won’t ever allow her to go back to you,” he snapped to the person on the phone. “Brandon,” I spoke now trying to calm get his attention, he quickly hung up the phone, turning to me with a worried look on his face, “I didn’t mean to he tried to apologize,” he began. “Who was that on the phone?” I asked, placing my hand out in for my phone, “Lucas,” he spoke softly. “I know you still have feelings for him but I can’t let you go back to him after what he did to you,” I understood that he was trying to help me but he needed to allow me to make the decision on who I want to stay with.  

Publication Date: 09-05-2015

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