First of all, he practically chewed the entire apartment into pieces. The few items he couldn't chew, he peed on, or gnawed on, or just tore apart.
I had realized this after one month of having him around.
Second of all, he was such a ball of energy, that even if we were three persons to take care of him, it still wasn't enough. He wanted to play around - constantly - and at the most inconvenient times, like when I was with my head deep down in the toilet, throwing up my insides.
Whoever said morning sickness was just happening in the morning clearly was a liar. My 'morning' sickness was around the clock, all the time, through the entire pregnancy.
And so far, it made no signs of ever stopping.
So one specific evening, I found myself sprawled on the floor, together with the golden retriever Goose, and enjoying myself yet another evening in the bathroom. Both Em and Theo were tied at work - how unfortunate! - but had made me promise to owl them the very moment I needed something. I, of course, didn't think I would ever be so weak to do so, anyway.
The great thing about dogs was the fact that they seemed to know exactly where you hurt - like on call, Goose pressed his warm body against my bump, and stayed very still, his breathing soothing me. I stared at the bathroom wall, feeling the baby slowly calm down with the kicking, and the nauseous feeling disappear. Instead, I concentrated on scratching Goose's ear - he liked that.
"You know what, Goose?" I murmured, and Goose lift his head slightly. "I think we could need a walk, huh?"
And with that, I carefully stood up, and headed out in the warm July weather.
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I didn't get back to the apartment until it was almost dark outside. I let Goose free at the door, and he immediatly ran to my bedroom, probably attacking one of the toys Em had bought for the baby. With great effort, I rmeoved my shoes, and padded on towards the living room. I knew no one was home, since usually, Em and/or Theo would attack me the moment I arrived.
Instead, the apartment was very quiet.
I had almost lowered myself on the sofa, when a sudden thud from the bathroom startled me. Along with pregnancy, I'd come to notice, came also the paranoia. So me being pregnant and paranoid, I grabbed my wand and slowly made ym way towards the bathroom.
What should I do if I was met eye to eye with a killer?
What if they would throw a spell at me, and the baby would get hurt?
Would the Cruciatus Curse hurt the baby badly?
"Get a grip, Susie," I told myself, as I pushed the door open.
But it's wasn't a killer I saw. Instead, it was something far more shocking; Theo had another guy nailed against the wall, and for a second, I thought they were fighting. Instead, they were kissing.
I was speechless.
Both of them jumped ten feet in the air - atleast - as they turned to stare at me in shock. My eyes were probably as wide as saucers, as I stared at them. Slowly, the other guy - a blond, dark-eyed guy - walked out, giving me a shameful look as he passed me. I stared after him for a long moment, before turning back to Theo. Theo was slumped against the wall, looking miserable. I watched him slowly slide down against the wall, until his tall being was slumped on the floor.
I bit my lip, taking a careful step closer. I had lost all feeling in my right hand - I had clutched the wand so hard that my hand had gone numb - and I dropped my wand on the floor. The sound of the wand hitting the floor echoed in the quiet apartment, as I slowly went closer. With great effort - which included some huffing, puffing and random cursing - I finally made it on the floor next to Theo.
"Theo," I said gently, touching his shoulder. "Are you okay?"
Theo looked up from the floor, and met my eyes. "Aren't you disgusted? Don't you think I'm a hideous thing to be alive? To be like this?"
I stared at him, blinking. "Why would I think like that?"
Theo sneered, before looking away. "Everyone thinks people like me shouldn't exist."
"People... like you?" I repeated, frowning. "I'm sorry, Theo, but you're not that special."
Theo glanced at me, before a small smile appeared on his lips. "You're really one of a kind, Susie Q..."
"So you like other guys!" I exclaimed, shaking my head. "Big deal! It's not a bad thing, you know. Maybe people will judge you, avoid you - but atleast you're true to yourself, and your feelings. That alone is pretty brave, Theo."
Theo eyed me, before smiling. "You're going to be a great mom, you know."
I wrinkled my nose, and shrugged. "You think?"
"Yeah," he said. "We're really society's weak ones, huh? A gay and a single-mother?"
"We're just ourselves, because everyone else is taken, you know," I muttered. "Is this why you broke up with Em?"
Theo stayed quiet, as I watched his face closely. "No," he finally said. "I mean... for a long time, I've been so... so lost. I don't know anymore. I mean, I love Em, I've always loved her, and always will - she's an amazing girl. I'm jsut so confused, and I don't know my own feelings anymore," he whispered, burying his face in his hands.
"So..." I began, slowly looking towards the door through which the other guy had gone only moments ago. "Who was he?"
"Max," Theo muttered, shaking his head. "He works at the bar, and..."
"Fooling around with your staff, that's very unique of you!" I teased.
"It's not funny, Susie!"
"It's a little funny," I sighed. "We're a real sight, aren't we?"
"The freaks," Theo agreed. "Maybe we should just get married, huh?"
"Aren't we, then?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "Didn't you promise to take care of me, huh?"
"Who do you think pays for your extravagant needs?" Theo shot back, rolling his eyes. "Susie, thank you," he sighed, patting my knee. "For listening," he said, as I gave him a quizzical look.
"Anytime," I said, watching him go. "Can I ask you one thing, though?" Theo looked back in, his face worried. I bit my lip, holding back a grin. "Could you help me up?"
He laughed, and helped me up. Before he could walk away, though, I stood up on my toes, and kissed him. I knew he was shocked, as his entire body froze. I pulled away, and searched his face closely. He just gaped at me, trying to find the words. I grinned, and shook my head.
"Nope, no fireworks!" I announced, walking to my room.
"I FEEL SO USED, YOU KNOW!" he called after me.
"My pleasure, hubby," I laughed.
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That night, I woke up with a jolt. I sat up, and rubbed my bump. Quietly, I made my way to the kitchen to get a glass of water. It wasn't the first time the baby had me up in the middle of the night. Usually, it went over after a glass of water - or some chicken wings.
So after I had gone through half of the fridge, I padded back towards my room. I hadn't even reached my bed, before I already felt my stomach growl. Sighing, I went to the bathroom, preparing myself,
But nothing could've prepared me for what I found in the bathroom; the bathtub with blood.
And in the bathtub was a lifeless form of Theo.
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A/N: Sorry for this one being a short one again... :(
- Lily xxx
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