December 25th, 1994.
Tatiana laughed at a joke that she had just told me, making me smile a little. Suddenly, my mind began to drift to the thought of my wife. I had felt bad for the way I had spoken to her on the phone, and if there was anything I knew - it was that she would be in tears. She always cried whenever we argued, and at some point - it had become monotonous.
The same old raised voice on my part, and the same old tears, on hers. The loud music and the chatty people at present moment, however, could not help me forget the fact that my wife was upset.
After a moment, I felt someone tug at my arm. I turned my head and saw Lisa, a small smile painted on her face.
"Michael," she smiled. "I didn't think I'd see you here,"
I chuckled and shrugged, looking around.
"Yeah well..." I trailed off. "Here I am,"
"I must say," she laughed. "You look extremely dashing tonight. Where's (Y/N)?"
My heart immediately sank upon her words. (Y/N) was everywhere. Even when I tried to go out and clear my mind, the memory of her was always there. If I were standing in a crowded room, I would be able to smell her perfume, even if she wasn't there.
"She's at home," I sighed, shoving my hands into the pockets of my pants. It took me a long moment to realize that Tatiana had left. Oh, how dazed I was. I could have passed for a zombie at that point.
"You didn't want to bring her?" Lisa raised an eyebrow curiously.
"It's not that...we've just..." I trailed off. "We haven't been on the best of terms lately," I sighed. "That's all,"
Lisa nodded, staying silent. We stood there for a good minute before she leaned forward to talk to me over the loud music. Since she was short, I bent down to her level so that I could hear her better.
"This place is kind of crowded," she grinned. "Wanna get out of here?"
I straightened up, looking into Lisa's eyes. She was pretty, and she had quite a desirable body. My inner selves began to argue with one another. The part of me that yearned for something new, battled with the part of me that treasured (Y/N)'s love.
I opened my mouth to say something before Tatiana walked up to me.
"I've just received a call," she frowned. "Carol's been trying to get in touch with you," she shook her head. "I think that's her name,"
"It is," I nodded. "What's wrong?"
"(Y/N) is in the hospital. She got into a bad accident,"
Once I had received the news from Tatiana, my heart had sunk to an all time low. My wife, the woman I was supposed to protect - was severely injured. I had driven as fast as I can, and when I arrived at the hospital - I was in a state of complete panic.
Several people had begun to gather upon recognizing me, but at that point - being recognized was the least of my worries.
I ran up to one of the nurses, my breathing becoming more rapid with each passing second.
"Hi, can you tell me where (Y/N) Jackson is?" I searched her eyes. "She's my wife, and she's been involved in a serious accident,"
She widened her eyes, nodding.
"Yes, right this way sir," she beckoned for me to follow her. "You're her husband, yes?"
"Yes," I replied.
The nurse brought me to a large glass window, where I could see my beautiful wife - laying unconscious on the bed, tubes attached to her.
"How is she?" I looked at the nurse, shaking my head.
"She's stable for now," the nurse responded. "But there's something that we need to tell you,"
"What?" I frowned.
"Mrs. Jackson was pregnant, and she lost the baby,"
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