There Goes My Life
There Goes My Life
Thor’s POV:
I walk back out onto the field after we won our first football game of the season for my senior year. I look around and take a deep breath of the still warm August air. I spot my girlfriend of 2 years, Sif, walk out onto the field. I walk over to her and she never looks up from the ground, “Sif what’s wrong?”
She let’s out a sigh and whispers, “I’m pregnant.”
I shake my head, no it’s impossible, we have only done it once and we were totally safe. “No!” I state and she bursts into tears.
“Thor… I took the test three times… I am going to have your baby.”
“No, I am too young for this, I have my whole life in front of me. I am just a kid myself, how in the hell am I supposed to raise one Sif?!” I shout before walking away from her and throwing my helmet and pads.
I watch my dreams crumble, no more traveling this world and being free. I walk back and collapse in front of Sif. I grab her hips and hugging her close resting my head over her stomach. “There goes my life, my future, my everything. Might as well kiss it all goodbye. There goes my life.”
*Time Skip*
It has been four years of up all nights and a few thousand diapers. I yawn as I kick off my shoes and take a seat at the kitchen table. I hear my wife upstairs as I look at the photos of my daughter, that happen to cover the fridge.
I look up as Sif, with her black hair in a messy bun wearing sweats, carries my daughter downstairs. She heads back up as Torunn runs to me and hugs my legs. She gives me a toothy smile as her blue eyes sparkle. I watch as her blonde curls bounce as she heads back to the stairs dragging her stuffed billsnipe with her.
“There goes my life, my everything.” I mumble.
She turns back, “I love you Daddy, goodnight.” She says before climbing up the steps.
“There goes my life,” I sigh.
*Time Skip*
I close the hood on Torunn’s Honda as Sif helps her load the rest of her bags. My daughter, who is now 18, is now ready to hit the coast with everything she owns. “There you go baby, all ready.”
She smiles and hugs us both before driving off. “There goes my life,” I choke out trying not to cry. “There goes my future, my everything.”
Just like that warm August night so so many years ago, Sif holds me close as we both cry.