It was a hot August night in the country. I had just dimmed the cabin lights after a heated argument with Ramos over something I can't even remember. I decided to take a hot bath to calm my emotions. I walked into the bathroom which I noticed for the first time was so large it seemed empty. My heart ached and I hadn't stopped crying since Ramos slammed the door and. I heard the tires of his 71' Chevelle scream down the old dirt road. I never felt so alone.
The oversized bathroom only added to my loneliness as if it knew it were hurting me. With a heavy sigh I looked into the mirror and wiped away the tears that streaked my makeup. "Another evening planned for romance, swept away.." I said softly to my tortured refection. I remembered how long I had planned this evening as I lit a few candles and began to run the water. The sound of the rushing water always calmed me. I watched the water flow gently as I added some bath crystals. That was a mistake. They were peach scented. His favorite. As soon as the sweet aroma filled the room I began to tear up again.
I sat down on the edge of the large bathtub and composed myself. I bent down and unclasped my new black velvet heels and placed them on the toilet seat. I walked over to the sink and took off the diamond earrings my friend had bought me for my birthday and unclipped my necklace and put it side. I took a moment to glance at my wedding ring. Two tiny dolphin holding a tiny amethyst agate stone. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I remembered the day Ramos placed it on my finger. I unclipped my hair and let it fall down over my shoulders to the small of my back. I had been growing it for years after he asked me to. He had been doing the same only he kept his mid-back length.
Slowly I walked over and turned off the water. I struggled for a moment to reach the zipper on the long violet crush velvet evening gown I bought a month ago. I pulled the zipper down to my waist and slipped the satin spaghetti straps off my shoulders and carefully folded it up and placed in over my shoes. I slowly removed my black silk panties and tossed them over to my clothes.
It was then that I remembered him calling me a bitch and other things. I hated being called that. I know I said some things I regret but still... he knew. I lit some incense and walked over to the tub. I slowly slid my feet under the light foam and tested the water. Satisfied. I tuned out the lights and slipped into the bath. I slowly lowered my body into the water and dipped my head back. Sighing I thought of Ramos. "He's probably out racing right now..." I said to no one as I played with the bubbles and un- dissolved crystals. I thought about how the ice in the wine cooler must have melted all over the black carpet by now...and then I thought about the $250 bottle of champagne I bought was left unopened. I folded my arms as I wondered if the violet candles in the master bedroom had melted all over my night stand and dresser.
I rolled my eyes and sank deeper into the tub resting my head on the cool tile and closed my eyes. I knew I should be trying to clear my mind but I couldn't stop thinking of him. I opened my eyes and looked through the skylight that was above the tub. It was always very quiet in these woods. I tried to peer into the darkness but it was late and all I could make out were the stars. I played with the ends of my hair as time passed slowly. I was worried but the clock on the wall said only 15 minutes had passed since Ramos left. I felt relaxed but only in body. My mind and heart were wreaked. This is the fourth night we fought over him racing. He knows it terrifies me.
I again began to fiddle with the disappearing foam when I heard something. Looking over frantically I saw that the door was open a little and there was a beautiful red rose on the bathroom floor. I was a little scared but didn't move and a moment later a yellow rose fell onto the floor, followed by a pink one and then a white one and a peach one. I blinked a couple of times and leaned forward. "Ramos?" I called praying it was him who would answer. A moment later I saw a hand wrap around the door and Ramos stepped into view, standing in front of the five roses her threw. He was dressed in full regale and had his hair pulled back tight allowing only a few strands to fall on his handsome face. I looked at him for a moment. His face was drawn and in the candle light I could see a tear streaked his face. He was holding a beautiful violet rose trimmed in blue and white ribbons. He stepped toward the tub and knelt beside me taking my hand, he handed me the rose. "Ramos.. I " I began but he placed a finger over my lips and said. "I am sorry. I was being selfish. I know you don't like it when I race and it will never be an issue again.
