Indiscretions part 2, By: zzmbrashear [mystery books to read txt] 📗

what was behind that curtain. I slowly, one foot at a time, walked to the curtain. My sweaty palms shook as I held it to the side.
My knee’s gave out as I saw her. She had a breathing tube in her nose. She was in a box. In the box it was very cool. I touched her hand as she reached it out but flinched at its warmth. I graced her cheek with my finger.
“You’re going to be okay. I promise.” I cried.
“Mr. March.” The Doctor said as he crept up behind me. “I think you should go home and get some sleep.” He suggested.
“I’m not leaving. Not without her.” My voice shook.
“Mr. March, we do not know how long she will be in here. You are no good to her half asleep. Please, get some sleep.” He begged. I nodded. I kissed her forehead.
“I love you.” I whispered as I left.
“How is she?” Taylor asked as I left the room. I walked over to her and leaned my head on her shoulder as I cried. She comforted me.
“I can’t do this. I can’t do this. Not again.” I cried. She pushed me away.
“You listen to me!” She said in a stern voice. “You saw that beautiful baby girl in there. She is an angel sent to you. You are her rock. You need to be her rock right now. She will get through this. Will you?” She asked. I knew it was a rhetorical question. I hugged her.
“Thank you.” I whispered.
“Go get some sleep. She’ll be fine. I promise.” She told me. I grabbed my jacket and walked to the car. I got in and put down my visor. A picture fell out. I picked it up. It was of Meagan and myself. She was sitting on a swing set and I was behind her. The sun was hitting her face just perfect. She was perfect. A tear escaped from my eyes and dripped onto the picture.
“Why?” I spoke aloud. I got out of the car and looked up at the stormy sky. “Why me!” I screamed. “First my wife! My beautiful, amazing, and young wife! She was so young! She was innocent! Innocent, you hear me! She didn’t do anything! She didn’t deserve the pain! She didn’t deserve what she got! This isn’t fair. This isn’t how its suppose to turn out. This is wrong. This is all wrong.” I dropped to my knee’s. I looked up as rain began to fall. “How dare you take her from me! She was the only thing good in my life! She was pure! She was real! She was the real thing! How could you take that from me! How!” I screamed. My face burned with rage. “How dare you! You have no right! She was mine!” I cried. “You can’t take her too! You have to leave me someone!” I said quietly. “Please.” I begged. I looked up and saw Michael standing in front of my car. I shook my head as I continued to cry.
“Finally.” He nodded. I looked up confused. “All you did was sob once in a while. You were afraid to let it all out. You needed to let it out.” He slowly walked towards me. “Stand up, son.” He said. I stood up and he pulled me close. Just having him hug me felt better. He was a Father to me. He was someone to comfort me in my time of need.
“I miss her.” I cried.
“She was a daughter to me. I miss her too.” He said. I pulled away and he looked at me. “You’re going to be okay.” He nodded.
“What if,” I began to say but he wouldn’t let me finish.
“Don’t.” He shook his head. “Listen,” He said while checking his watch. “I want to take you somewhere.” He said and took my hand. He pulled me to his car and I got in.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“You’ll see.” He smiled. It didn’t take long to get to where ever he was taking me. I got out to find it was a church. He patted my back as we walked up the steps. When we walked into the church everyone stopped and looked at us. I’ve never seen any of these people before. I only recognized a few. One was the judge who put me away. The others were some of the people who showed up at my trial.
My hands fell to my sides as I saw everyone. I didn’t know why they were there. Michael walked me up the isle and we passed everyone.
“Why am I here?” I asked.
“You’ll see.” He said while taking a seat and motioning me to take one too. When I took my seat the preacher began to preach. (Shocker right?)
“Now, we are gathered here in the house of the lord for this extraordinary man right here.” He said while pointing my way. Everyone around me nodded and smiled. “This man right here was married to Meagan Lewis. Her young soul was taken from us but in her place took her daughter Meagan Jr. who survived the birth. Right now Meagan in his the hospital with Pulmonary Tuberculosis. Her little soul is taking more of a strain that’s meant. Anyways, we are gathered here to pray for Shawn March. He is still standing tall, although the devil has throw rocks and stones and grenades his way. He’s still standing. He will be the rock for his baby girl because I know that she will come back better than ever. I know. Shawn, can you please come up here so I can lay the hands of God on you?” He asked. Michael nodded as I stood up. My wet clothes clung to my skin. I walked up next to the pastor. He laid one hand on my forehead and the other on my shoulder. “Lord, you are our savior. You are our God. You have dealt Shawn with some cards. Cards he may not have liked but Lord we know you do everything for a reason. Lord, compel the death of Meagan Jr. Her innocent soul will walk on this Earth for years to come. I know this Lord.” He began.
“Yes, Lord!”
“Halliluia!”
“Thank you, Lord!”
“Save her!”
“Yes, Lord! Forever, Lord!”
“You know all!”
“Thank you, Lord. Yes, lord!”
Everyone shouted along with the pastor. All a sudden I got very light headed. My vision grew blurry as my eyes rolled back into my head. Everything went black as I felt my head slam against the hard floor. My head pounded but then, it stopped. I opened my eyes but I wasn’t in the church anymore. Everything was white. Almost as if I had fallen on a cloud. I slowly sat up to see someone standing over me. My jaw felt almost to my lap. My eyes grew wide. The most beautiful woman was standing over me. It was Meagan. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do.
“Hello, Shawn.” She smiled. Her voice was so heavenly. Oh, how I’ve longed to hear that voice again. To see that face. I opened my mouth to say words but nothing came out. “Shawn?” She asked. “Darling, stand up.” She chuckled. She held out her hand and I touched it. I really touched her. Her finger tips were intertwined with mine. My mouth opened again but still, no words came out. I stumbled to my feet.
“How?” I managed to mumbled. “Am, am I dead?” She walked closer to me and graced my cheek with her hand.
“I’ve missed you so.” She smiled. Her skin was glowing as a breeze came through and took her white dress and her beautiful hair. I looked to see where the breeze came from but I didn’t find anything.
“Why did you leave me?” I asked while silent tears welled up in my cheeks. She placed her warm hands on them and wiped the tears before they had a chance to fall.
“I didn’t want to. It wasn’t my choice but everything has happened for a reason. God has a plan for you.” She smiled.
“Tell me why.” I demanded.
“Why what?” She asked.
“Why now?” Again I got emotional. Its hard to stand tall and act like a man when my only reason for existence is gone. “We have a daughter. I have to raise her, alone. How am I going to tell her?”
“I have figured all of that out.” She said simply but this wasn’t a simple problem.
“Really? If so then please enlighten me.” I said with a slight attitude.
“Its something you have to find out on your own. All I can tell you is that its written.” She sighed. Her beauty was mesmerizing.
“What does that mean?” I asked. Nothing came to mind but at this point I can’t think straight.
“I have to go.” She said and turned around.
“Wait!” I shouted. She turned around. I didn’t want to let her go. She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me. She gently placed her lips on mine. I closed my eyes. I was dreaming that I would never let go. I was caught up in her touch. I could hear her breath. How can she be dead if she’s right here? She pulled away as I opened my eyes. “How can you be gone? I can feel you. I can feel the magic in the air. I can feel you breath. This is what loves suppose to be. I can’t let you go.” I shook my head.
“Shawn, you don’t understand. You have to let it go. You are the reason why Meagan is going to grow up to be what she will be. You are going to set everything in motion. You have to leave this. I’m not gone.” She shook her head as she gently placed two hands on my face to keep me looking at her. “I’m always watching. I know Meagan is in the hospital. I know she has Pulmonary Tuberculosis. I know this all and I also know she will be fine. She’s going to get through this and so will you. Please,” She begged. Her eyes were as clear as crystal. Her eyes shimmered as a tear escaped her eye. I touched it before it dripped off her cheek.
“But I love you.” I shook my head.
“Then raise our baby.” She told me. I closed my eyes as I laid my head on hers. When I lifted my head and opened my eyes she was gone.
“Meagan? Meagan! Meagan!” I shouted as I looked for her but she didn’t show up. I felt a pulling sensation and then I awoke on the floor of the church. I quickly sat up and saw everyone standing over me.
“What happened?” I asked as the sweat dripped down my forehead.
“You were touched by God.” The priest smiled.
“Something like that.” I shook my head. I looked up at Michael. His eyes were wide with terror. He knelled down beside me.
“Shawn, are you okay?” He asked in all seriousness.
“Yes.” I lied. He helped me up and we walked over to the bench to take a seat. I sat there in silence as the preacher went on. I couldn’t hear him anymore. I would look at his face but as his lips moved, no words came out. I kept picturing Meagan. Her beautiful eyes. Her soft hair. How can this be fair? How can this be what life is about? God gives you this wonderful, beautiful, amazing, indescribable woman and then in the blink of an eyes, he takes her away. How can he