Aduly Story Time UK

Exiting the swingers club my boyfriend grabbed me and pulled me in close.

"That was the most amazing night I have ever had with you!" he said as he gave me a warm Embrace.

The night air was warm but there was a small chill creeping up.

As we walked hand in hand along the beach, the atmosphere was so romantic. I loved my Boyfriend more than life itself. I wouldn't know what to do without him.

I thought to myself about all the time we spent together and then I thought about the time apart.

I knew his job meant he was away a lot of the time but the time he was with me was always the most Romantic and amazing time in the world.

He suddenly stopped where he was. Under the moonlight on the beach and he turned to me. Gently he got down on one knee and reached into his pocket pulling out a box.

Opening it, he showed a small but beautiful ring, "Marry me!" He said in a nervous voice.

"Of course I will!" I shouted in excitement.

He pulled me towards him in a warm embrace and I knew from that moment my boyfriend was the most romantic man in the world.

As we stood there in a warm embrace I felt myself melting into him slowly. I thought about the dreams we had together and then I remembered he was due to leave the next morning.

A chill ran through me and straight up my spine. I pulled back to look at him and he knew something was wrong.

"What is it dear?" He asked, the nervous sound returning to his voice.

"You leave tomorrow, you are going away for 6 months again. What if...what if you don't come back this time?" I asked, tears welling up inside me.

He slowly dried my cheeks as the tears burst out and started to pour down my face.

"I promise, I will come back, no matter what!" He pleaded as I stood there crying.

I looked out to the sea and then back at him and I thought about how he promised it every time and he always did come back, but this time, I had a feeling he wouldn't.

The next morning he departed from our bed and was gone.

I didn't know what to think, what to do. I was left, almost like an empty shell on the edge of our bed.

Watching the news every day I waited for one of the reports about deaths in the army and one day I saw one as I was cooking.

It was three days until my boyfriend was due to return. I prayed that he wasn't one of the soldiers involved. As I saw the names and images pop up, his wasn't among them. I sighed, another panic over nothing.

As I turned back to my cooking, the tv suddenly blared a report about a NEW attack. I turned back, my heart stopping, and I knew. I knew he was gone. I felt him gone. I watched and sure enough, his name and image popped up.

I just stood there. No feeling. No emotion.

A knock at my door woke me from the day dream I had entered.

Walking over, I opened the door and sure enough, my sister was stood there. Looking upset and nervous, she embraced me, as did the rest of my family, and my boyfriends.

I looked round and realised, it hadn't been a day dream. I was right. He was gone.

I dropped. I felt myself hit the floor and then I felt my whole body breaking. I felt my heart stop and break.

It was the most painful feeling in the world.

Not the hitting the floor, not the knocking my head on the table, the pain was my heart breaking.

I had told him that I had the feeling he wasn't coming back. He had laughed and told me I was being silly.

I just wish...I wish I had made him stay.

I wish he had known I was pregnant. Maybe he would still be here today.