Chapter 5

            I roll over in the bed, I just got up. I run my hand over the empty side of the bed where Ashley used to sleep; she has now gone for 2 months. It’s hard but I’m making it by okay, work has definitely kept me busy and my mind off of missing Ashley so much. I have the worst time when I get home from school and especially the weekends. I’m the only one that’s ever in the house, it’s quiet and lonely… and the time in the house by myself is when I miss Ashley the most. I miss her touch, I miss her jokes, I guess I just miss her in general, but I’m making it by okay, I cuddle up on Ashley’s side of the bed, I like to think it smells like her. I snuggle my face into her cool pillow, and sigh.

Eventually I force myself to get out of bed at about ten. I get up and make myself some breakfast. I’m feeling more motivated today than I usually do on Saturday mornings, I make some pancakes and throw some chocolate chips in the batter. Ashley always loves when I make her chocolate chip pancakes. Sometimes I would get up in the mornings and surprise her with them. In return I would always receive a maple syrupy kiss (or ten). Everything reminds me of her. I wish we could communicate more than we do, we send letters back and forth, and twice she has surprised me with a phone call. But on the bright side she is one third of the way done with her deployment, and I can’t wait until she comes home.

I sit down to eat my pancakes, just when I finish putting the syrup on them, my stomach rumbles, it’s not a good rumble either. I hurry up and dodge to the bathroom. I barely make it on time before my vomit clunks into the toilet, I grasp the edges as I heave trying desperately to get the offending liquid from my body. I slowly grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped my mouth off and then flushed. I went back up to my room and layed down, I was not feeling well at all. I don’t know what came over me. I have dinner plans with Kyla later so I guess I can take a little nap before then.