Jean Alphin

"Short Stories"

Archive for the month “December, 2013”

“Nixie”


Nixie, was sitting at her kitchen table,drinking her second cup of coffee. She’s been up since three o’clock this morning. This isn’t natural for her. Nixie is more accustomed to hitting the snooze button a couple of times,before getting out of bed.

But this morning was different.

Two years ago, she moved from her hometown, in Locust, North Carolina—– to her present home in Normalcy, Pennsylvania. Since than, Nixie, has been having the same dream—that she’s been having for the last three months. Someone stalking her, and her running away.

When her phone rang. She rose from her chair,and answer it.

“Hello” no answer. She repeated it. no answer. Then she slammed the phone down.

“Dam it!” she said out loud. “Who could be calling me 6:30 in the morning,then not saying anything?

“Oh well,I better get dressed for work,and catch the train.”

Nixie is 29 years old, 5’2″ with brown eyes,shoulder length brown straight hair. She was in a relationship,but it ended, when he wouldn’t get help for his alcoholism.

“Lawrence was another person completely,when he was drinking. When he was sober,he treated me like, I was a princess.” said Nixie

“After the third time,he tried. he fell off the wagon again. That is when Nixie, found out that she was expecting.”

“When Nixie told Lawrence the news,he wanted to get married right away.

“Lawrence,this isn’t the right way,to start a marriage. If you promise to stay away from booze,then we will get married” sigh Nixie.

He agreed,but it only lasted for two months. He was back,to his drinking again.

Nixie moved in with her mother for a while, until the baby was born. She had a lot of time to think.

“Mom” “I’ve been thinking a lot about the baby. It’s not fair to bring a baby into this world. With a alcoholic father,that doesn’t seem to care. He hasn’t stopped by,to see how I’m doing. So that proves to me,he could care less,about our baby.”

“So it looks like, you’ll raise the baby by yourself.” Mom sighed

“I’ve thought a lot about this, since I been living here. I don’t want Lawrence in my life anymore.

I don’t want to,but,to do that. I decided to put the baby up for adoption. Lawrence won’t like it,when I tell him. But he’s going to have to live with it. He is the one that chose to go back, to his old ways.

It’ll be for the baby’s best interest. The baby will have a family,that will love, and care for it. Giving the baby a chance at life.”

“Are you sure about that Nixie?” You’ll regret that decision, for the rest of your life.”

“No I won’t Mom!” “The baby and I will , have a new and better life.”

When Nixie was seven months,into her pregnancy. Lawrence called her at her mom’s.

“Hello Nix’s.”

“Look who’s calling me!” “Mr. Hotshot” sighed Nixie

“I heard, you were trying to find me.” mumbled Lawrence

“I was!” “Three months ago.” “You were no-where to be found. Time was running out. I already put the baby,up for adoption.”

“How could you do that,to our baby?” he yelled

“Your the one,that decided,that your booze,was more important—–than me, and the baby.”

“I’ll never, forgive you for this, Nixie!”

“I’m going to start a new life,completely without you.” said Nixie,with tears rolling down her face.

Lawrence than, slammed the phone down.

After the adoption was over, Nixie moved to Pennsylvania,to start a new life.

When Nixie walked out her door,it started to rain.She pulled her hood up. She didn’t feel like going back to her apartment,and getting an umbrella,the train station,was only a couple blocks away.

Nevertheless,it was a nice summer morning. Probably going to clear up later,in the day.

The day turned out pretty good for Nixie at work in the bank,as a teller. She said people were very pleasant,which made the day go by faster,then she anticipated. She was anxious to finish the day out…..she was taking the week off,to visit her mother in North Carolina.

Nixie already packed the night before. So she could go to bed sooner,than she normally did,on Friday nights. Because she wanted to awake fairly early,to start her drive home.

When Nixie arrived home,there was a message on her phone from her mother to call.

Nixie picked her phone up,and called her mother.

Nixie’s Mom, picked up the phone on the second ring

“Hi Mom!” “I’m returning your call, what’s up?”

“I received a phone call,a couple of hours ago. From Lawrence sister Kim. “She told me,she received a phone call, from the police in Normalcy Pennsylvania.”
Kim said, her brother moved their, a couple of months ago.Just to get away. She knew better, he never got over Nixie adopting the baby out.

The last time, Kim heard from her brother, was a couple of days ago. He said,he was coming back home for a while.

“When he got off the train, he ran to catch his bus home. A car from nowhere,hit him,and threw him about six foot in the air. According to a witness,sitting on the bus.”

He was pronounced dead,on the way to the hospital.

“Lawrence was probably drinking Mom.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry about him no more.” sighed Mom.

“Maybe,just maybe!” “I won’t have anymore nightmares.”

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