Into The Embrace Of Fire: Chapter 5

 

Chapter 5

 

She rested her head on my chest. I could feel her warm breath on my chest. She was sitting on my lap. It brought tears to my eyes to see her in that state. She sounded sleepy, but now and then, she was coughing. Her head moved a little bit; her head fell back a little bit the way that her lips were angled toward my neck. Now I could feel her breath on my neck. My left hand was like a support for her back, and with another hand, I was stroking her hair slowly with such care that it didn’t wake her up. She liked it. She always did. She told me that it helped her with her headache. Now her lips were touching my collarbone. I could hear her heavy breathing on my neck. With each breath, there was a whistling sound coming out of her. I was sitting on the bed and sitting back to the wall, having her on my lap. She cuddled herself in me. She was like a bird that was shaking from the cold. Her skin turned to a ghostlike white. I was sitting on the bed and not even able to see her. My tears blocked my view. I have to be strong. I have to be strong for her. I can’t let her see my tears. She had enough of that, I thought. I stroked her hair to distract myself so I could stop crying. I tucked myself a little so that I could pamper her more. Then with a lot of care, without waking her up, I put my right hand under her knees. That way, I could lay down her feet on the bed, and while she had her head on my shoulder, I lay down with her carefully by having my arm as a pillow for her. She didn’t wake up. Now her forehead was toward my neck, and she was breathing to my chest. I knew the time was coming. I wanted to cry, but the cry was locked in my throat. I wanted to scream, but I didn’t have the breath for it. I was hopelessly lying down and watching her. I could hear the heavy breath she was taking. I kissed her forehead and felt how hot her head was.