Unforgettable

 Authors Note~ This is a tragic romance creative piece.

It has now been 3 years. 3 years since he has seen her smile heard her laugh and felt her heart beat. It is April 13th the anniversary of their last moments together. Yet she has not left his heart. Her sprite still lives on in his heart. Since this day also marks Sophie's 27th birthday. He was taking her out on a date to her favorite restaurant. "Table for two" he corrects the woman as he walks in with no one by his side. He settles in the both across from his invisible wife.

"Hello sir, my name is Tammy I'll be your server tonight. Can I start you off with something to drink?"  John nodes in conformation and orders a soda. As Tammy turns to leave, He catches her attention one more time. "And a raspberry ice tea for the lady." Struck with confusion Tammy returns to the table with the drinks, and once again with their meals. "I think you got let down hon. why don't you go home I'll pick up the check."  John lets out in an stern voice. "What do you mean by let down? My wife Sophie is right here would you like to meet her?" without a pause he introduced the two young ladies. "Tammy this is Soph, Soph this is Tammy." Tammy felt bad for the lad and decided to shake hands with the cool air in front of her. Sophie was delighted to meet such I polite young woman and John could see it in her eyes when she smiled and shook Tammy's hand.

The cool night breeze filled the air and gave the night a bit of a chill. John was just happy to be having a wonderful evening with his wife. But he wishes he could see her more often he was only lucky on occasion. Almost as if she was reaching out to him. Lucky for him she was always there on the day of their anniversary. It was always a special day for the two of them, though she didn't say much. Just smiled and enjoyed the little time they had together till she was gone again.

Weeks go by without another trace of Sophie. John can only imagine how busy she must be catching up with her Grandparents so he thought nothing of it. He waited around every night for her to call to him. It has been months still no sign of her efforts. Still he waits. John decided he was going to try to reach out to her tonight.

The beautiful decor neatly placed around the apartment. The scent of sweet vanilla fills the air. A totally dreamy romantic dinner spread with a dazzling center piece, the focal point in the dim candle lit room. He stands back to admire his hard work. This has to be the romantic date that every woman as wished for John thought. No how could Soph resist. Yet Sophie was a no show.

A whole year had gone by without a sight of Sophie. It was yet again there anniversary of her death and her 28th birthday. He took his wife out to dinner again. As soon as he walked in the hostess remembered who he was. She grabbed up two dinner menus right away. "I'll only need one of those." John spoke in a glum voice. The hostess slowly set the other menu back o the podium. He lazily sat himself into the booth and opened his menu. Tammy came around and took Johns drink order. She came back with his soda and in her other hand was a raspberry ice tea. "What is this he asks." he asks in rage. Tammy was taken by such behavior. "I thought that Sophie might be thirsty." She spoke uncertain of herself. "Turns out Sophie will not be accompanying me tonight." he sad still very angry "And make sure I don't get charged for that drink." Tammy quickly scurries away drink in hand.

John made it home. Depressed he slouched on his coach kicked his feet up on the coffee table. Silenced filled the air. Until he heard a stern voice in the distance. "How many times do I have to tell you keep your feet of the furniture?"

He thought he was just hearing things but was able to get out a, "Sophie, is that you"

"John there has been something I have been meaning to tell you."

"Yes my love I-"

"I found someone else, I know you have only been gone for 4 years, but I took some time of thinking and I decided it would be good for me to move on."

What does she mean "you have only been gone 4 years."? She was the one who left. Move on from what he was the one who needed to move on she left him.

"I was so depressed for the last 3 years but then I found happiness in him. I still miss you and it should have been me and not you."

Me and not you this is not making any sense. 

"I was the one who thought it would be a good idea for a motorcycle ride through the country. I would have never thought that deer would jump out in front of us."

What deer John has no memory of any type of motorcycle or deer in Sophie's death. Now that he thinks of it he doesn't remember Sophie's death at all. He just remembers waking up and her not being with him.

"I am really sorry John I wish you could see how sorry I really am. I miss you."

John lay awake restless that night. He was trying figure out the words that he had just heard his wife speak. He thought for hours but eventually dosed off. To only be awoken by a horrible nightmare that went a little something like this. It was Sophie's 24th birthday. John took her out to her favorite restaurant. There Tammy had served them there dinner. After they had finished their food, they led out to the busy city streets. The sweet melody of Sophie's voice asked "Can we take a ride out to the country on your bike?" John was hesitant because it was dark and he didn't know the country rode that well to begin with. But how can he upset his angle on her birthday. He agreed to her little scandal. It's is a wonderful night for a ride it wasn't too cold that April night and the stars were very bright without the city lights. John was taken away by the scenery. A little too much that he forgot to pay attention to the rode. Next thing he knows there is a deer neighboring his limp body on the pavement. Then all went black.

His eyes wide he was panting, gasping for air. Is this what Soph was talking about, with the deer. April 13th 2004 was not the night that Sophie died. "It was the night I died." John tried to wrap his head around it how could this be true. How could I see Sophie if she wasn't reaching out to me in the afterlife? She was praying for my safety. That’s why I only saw her on occasion she was telling me she was there for me.

Now she has moved on. Now it is my turn.  This would be what Soph would want for me, to stop worrying about her safety knowing now she was safe in another man’s arms. Now I must rest without a fright.