A Bed For Two

I didn’t feel like getting out of bed today. I glanced outside to see a grey sky hurling the biggest drops of rain I’d ever seen. I could see the sun desperately trying to force its way through the clouds. It was straining but it was all in vain. The misery had won for now. I climbed back into bed and pulled the covers up tight. Jack was still asleep. I snuggled into his back to get warm. He held my hands as I fell into dreaming again.

After waking again, the rain had seemed to get heavier. There was no point in getting up now, I wasn’t hungry, I didn’t need the toilet. I was satisfied with my arms wrapped around Jack for now. The heating in the house was off but it was too cold to get out of bed to turn it on. I was freezing. I wriggled aggressively around the bed trying to get warm but staying gentle enough to not wake Jack. I gazed at his back so lovingly and daringly. He was beautiful when he slept. I stroked his back so gently. It was soft to the touch like a baby. I was content in lying here forever. 

I braved getting up later in the day. I couldn’t hold in my urge for the toilet any longer. I ran to the chair at the end of the bed and grabbed my dressing gown. It was not enough to warm me up. It was freezing. Every step I took on the wooden floor was agony. It was like walking on ice. I tiptoed down the corridor towards the bathroom. On my way I decided to turn on the heating in case I needed to bear this torturous journey again. It was a relief to feel the house slowly warming up around me. I decided to grab a snack and tiptoed back to bed. Jack still looked so peaceful. I tried not to disturb him as I ate my food and put a film on the television.

Another couple of hours passed and I felt tired again. I turned off the television and hurried myself under the covers. The rain had not yet subsided. It seemed to have got even stronger since I last checked. I looked out of the window from my bed to see the river outside the house. The waters had risen to a dangerous level. They were almost reaching the fence at the bottom of the garden. There was not much I could do to prevent a flood. It concerned me that our house could end up extremely damaged without anything to prevent it. I decided to think nothing more of it and headed off to sleep. 

The sound of thunder rattling into my ears woke me. I looked outside to see the rain still falling hard and the river continuously rising. Jack still slept like a baby. I wrapped my arms around him again to comfort myself. He felt cold to the touch but that didn’t bother me. Every time I could feel his skin against mine was heaven. It made me feel as though we were connected on another level. I felt one with him which was divine. No matter what was going on in the world around me or in my life I always felt everything disappear out of the window when Jack and I were touching. When I had my arms wrapped around him nothing could be bad. Nothing could ever be wrong. 

After waking from yet another bout of sleep, it was dark outside. There was no point getting ready and out of bed at this point. I still felt tired and despite the heating being on I was still cold. I wrapped myself in the blankets further and checked to see if Jack was cold. He was very cold. I wrapped us both with the duvet and resumed my spooning of Jack. 

‘I love you so much. You’re so beautiful when you’re sleeping.’ I whispered softly into his ear. He felt extremely thin as I embraced him this time. He was always quite muscular and toned but something was different. I allowed myself to sleep more since I gathered that tomorrow would be the same weather.

‘Hey. I’ve really enjoyed this today. Sometimes it’s nice to just really embrace someone for a full day. I wish we could do this every day. That would be paradise.’ I muttered again into Jack’s ear when I woke up. The connection we shared during this time was something otherworldly and truly magical. The rain still poured down outside. It seemed to be the middle of the night. I climbed out of bed and over to the window. I could see that the river had rose high enough that it had seeped through the fence and into our garden. The fence had become damaged in the wind and had been broken off into the river in one area. That was going to be expensive to fix. As it was the middle of the night, I decided to take action in the morning and go back to sleep.

Jack had become extremely skinny when I touched him. His soft skin was not the same. It was hard and cold. It was time to finally take action. I was saddened by the knowledge that this was goodbye, but there was nothing else I could do. I put on my dressing gown and gathered Jack up into my arms. His bones rattled and crumpled into a heap in my arms. They never seemed to last. There was nothing I could do once they were reduced to just bones. It broke my heart to let him go. I walked to the end of the back garden and lay Jack’s bones gently into the flooded garden and watched him blissfully float away into the river. It really did feel like just one day this time. It really did fly by.

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