Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2002 5:31 pm
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It Happened To Me- Chapter Six
The next eight months passed excruciatingly slow for Relena. For awhile she had work to keep her mind occupied, but once maternity leave hit; she had nothing to do with her time. She tried hobbies; sewing, puzzles, cross words, and reading. But her mind buzzed, she was always thinking too much. And having all that extra energy made her jumpy and fidgety. James started to come home early, in time for dinner. But even those times were not spent like a family. The two were either fighting or sitting in dead silence. Tonight, they ate dinner and the former was their theme.
?Relena, I don?t get it! Why do I need to be there while you pick out all of the things for the baby? I don?t give a shit what you buy. It?s baby stuff??
Relena threw her napkin at him, unable to raise herself from the chair at the moment to hit him. ?Because, last time I checked, this was your baby too!?
James tossed the piece of linen back at her. ?So? What difference does it make??
She rubbed her temples, trying to rid herself of the impending headache. ?Fine, but don?t yell at me when you don?t like what I?ve picked out.?
James grinned; satisfied that he?d calmed the storm. But Relena had another curve ball to throw. ?What do you think we should name the baby??
He shrugged. ?What does it matter? No biggie.?
Her jaw dropped and her voice raised an octave. ?What? Do you mean to tell me you don?t care what our baby is named,? he nodded, ?Tell me the truth then. Do you care even the slightest little bit about this child??
When James shook his head, she exploded. ?You son of a bitch!?
Relena stood up as quickly as she could, knocking her chair over in the process. Knocking everything not nailed down in her path over, she stormed up to her room and slammed the door as hard as she possibly could. The effort making the walls shake and a picture in the hallway fall down.
James proceeded up stairs to his room as quietly and quickly as a he could. Hurricane Relena had touched down and he knew he was just in the eye of the storm. He sat at his desk, happily typing up his business proposal for next week?s meeting. But his peace was not to be; not fifteen minutes after he sat down, someone was knocking at his door. When he opened it, he found a teary-eyed Relena standing there clutching her stomach. She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him close to her face. ?I need to go, now!?
He stared at her confused until the meaning of her words sunk in and he began to shake his head. ?But, I thought you weren?t due until next week!?
She released the grip on his shirt and eyed him warily. ?Well that?s what I thought too, but junior here obviously think differently! So, let?s go??
After getting her bag from one of the hall?s closets, James escorted his pregnant wife to the car. He opened her door, making sure she got in safely and put her bag in the trunk. But what made Relena so nervous was that he did so with a perfect calm. It wasn?t until after they were well on their way to the hospital and he?d turned his head to ask if she was doing all right that she noticed the inner turmoil he felt. That made sense to her now, he was a politician; he had the perfect poker face. She nodded her political mask in place as well. But her heart felt differently, she had always thought that when she was whisked off to the hospital to give birth it would be Heero taking her and it would be Heero?s child that she carried. But another quick glance at the man in the passenger?s seat told her that he was most definitely not Heero Yuy and she needed to try to move on again.
When the news hit that she would need to marry James Hannish for work related reasons, she immediately tried to disconnect herself from the man she loved. When he walked by or appeared in her meetings, she learned to control the urges to turn and look him in the eye. But she never could shake herself of the feeling that he was there. She knew she never would. Relena shook her head slightly, remembering when she found one of the cameras so carefully hidden in the corner of her bedroom. And when she and James were on the way home, she knew Heero was there, watching her. But both times she said and did nothing. Choosing to let herself suffer for her marriage. And she knew that now, he was following her in his black BMW.
A searing pain slicing through her abdomen brought Relena back from her thoughts to reality. It stole her breath and made her double over. Stars danced in her line of vision as she tried to get her lungs to do the simple task of taking air in and letting it back out. When they finally pulled up in front of the hospital, James helped her out and left her with an attendant to go park the car. She waited in the wheelchair for over ten minutes while her husband strolled back with her suitcase. Relena wanted to stand and wring his neck. But all in due time, Relena was in the hospital bed, wearing the flimsy hospital gown, and was happily and heavily sedated.
Jess again. Technical difficulties occurred during the process of this chapter. I was almost done- to the part when Relena?s in the car and goes to la-la land* thinking of Heero- and the power went out due the thunderstorm brewing outside. Hence all the references to storms.
*Saying I visit la-la land frequently is an understatement. I go there enough to qualify for beachfront property.
PS: Thanks for the review everyone. That?s what keeps me going- the knowledge that someone actually want to take the time to read my story.
It Happened To Me- Chapter Six
The next eight months passed excruciatingly slow for Relena. For awhile she had work to keep her mind occupied, but once maternity leave hit; she had nothing to do with her time. She tried hobbies; sewing, puzzles, cross words, and reading. But her mind buzzed, she was always thinking too much. And having all that extra energy made her jumpy and fidgety. James started to come home early, in time for dinner. But even those times were not spent like a family. The two were either fighting or sitting in dead silence. Tonight, they ate dinner and the former was their theme.
?Relena, I don?t get it! Why do I need to be there while you pick out all of the things for the baby? I don?t give a shit what you buy. It?s baby stuff??
Relena threw her napkin at him, unable to raise herself from the chair at the moment to hit him. ?Because, last time I checked, this was your baby too!?
James tossed the piece of linen back at her. ?So? What difference does it make??
She rubbed her temples, trying to rid herself of the impending headache. ?Fine, but don?t yell at me when you don?t like what I?ve picked out.?
James grinned; satisfied that he?d calmed the storm. But Relena had another curve ball to throw. ?What do you think we should name the baby??
He shrugged. ?What does it matter? No biggie.?
Her jaw dropped and her voice raised an octave. ?What? Do you mean to tell me you don?t care what our baby is named,? he nodded, ?Tell me the truth then. Do you care even the slightest little bit about this child??
When James shook his head, she exploded. ?You son of a bitch!?
Relena stood up as quickly as she could, knocking her chair over in the process. Knocking everything not nailed down in her path over, she stormed up to her room and slammed the door as hard as she possibly could. The effort making the walls shake and a picture in the hallway fall down.
James proceeded up stairs to his room as quietly and quickly as a he could. Hurricane Relena had touched down and he knew he was just in the eye of the storm. He sat at his desk, happily typing up his business proposal for next week?s meeting. But his peace was not to be; not fifteen minutes after he sat down, someone was knocking at his door. When he opened it, he found a teary-eyed Relena standing there clutching her stomach. She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him close to her face. ?I need to go, now!?
He stared at her confused until the meaning of her words sunk in and he began to shake his head. ?But, I thought you weren?t due until next week!?
She released the grip on his shirt and eyed him warily. ?Well that?s what I thought too, but junior here obviously think differently! So, let?s go??
After getting her bag from one of the hall?s closets, James escorted his pregnant wife to the car. He opened her door, making sure she got in safely and put her bag in the trunk. But what made Relena so nervous was that he did so with a perfect calm. It wasn?t until after they were well on their way to the hospital and he?d turned his head to ask if she was doing all right that she noticed the inner turmoil he felt. That made sense to her now, he was a politician; he had the perfect poker face. She nodded her political mask in place as well. But her heart felt differently, she had always thought that when she was whisked off to the hospital to give birth it would be Heero taking her and it would be Heero?s child that she carried. But another quick glance at the man in the passenger?s seat told her that he was most definitely not Heero Yuy and she needed to try to move on again.
When the news hit that she would need to marry James Hannish for work related reasons, she immediately tried to disconnect herself from the man she loved. When he walked by or appeared in her meetings, she learned to control the urges to turn and look him in the eye. But she never could shake herself of the feeling that he was there. She knew she never would. Relena shook her head slightly, remembering when she found one of the cameras so carefully hidden in the corner of her bedroom. And when she and James were on the way home, she knew Heero was there, watching her. But both times she said and did nothing. Choosing to let herself suffer for her marriage. And she knew that now, he was following her in his black BMW.
A searing pain slicing through her abdomen brought Relena back from her thoughts to reality. It stole her breath and made her double over. Stars danced in her line of vision as she tried to get her lungs to do the simple task of taking air in and letting it back out. When they finally pulled up in front of the hospital, James helped her out and left her with an attendant to go park the car. She waited in the wheelchair for over ten minutes while her husband strolled back with her suitcase. Relena wanted to stand and wring his neck. But all in due time, Relena was in the hospital bed, wearing the flimsy hospital gown, and was happily and heavily sedated.
Jess again. Technical difficulties occurred during the process of this chapter. I was almost done- to the part when Relena?s in the car and goes to la-la land* thinking of Heero- and the power went out due the thunderstorm brewing outside. Hence all the references to storms.
*Saying I visit la-la land frequently is an understatement. I go there enough to qualify for beachfront property.
PS: Thanks for the review everyone. That?s what keeps me going- the knowledge that someone actually want to take the time to read my story.