Hush [Anthena]
Apr 8, 2012 9:36:44 GMT -5
Post by Sarella on Apr 8, 2012 9:36:44 GMT -5
VONELLI KLAIRE GLADE
It was all Mercutio's idea. To do it. Last week. I didn't want it, but he seemed too desperate, so I made a deal with him. If he got me another avox I'd carry his baby. Now I'm in the bathroom, knowing I'm carrying his child. Two of my avoxes are outside the door when I come out, and I glare at them as they dart away. I think their names were Natalie and Emma, or Nettie and Emily, or something of the sort. Both have brown hair, which is better than the common red I see in most avoxes. Mercutio should be home from work soon, and he'll be with that avox he promised. Whether I'm pregnant or not, he still got me to do it. I never have liked it, so now that I'm carrying a baby I feel rather odd.
Walking over to the kitchen, I wonder what it will feel like once I start waddling around like Consetta and Mariella did not so long ago. Would it feel heavier? Would anything hurt? What would it be like to vomit because of a child? Would it hurt when s/he kicked me? So many questions! In the kitchen, Fawn (I know her name for certain) is cooking me lunch. She gives a sheepish smile to me. That's how that girl is. Always acting like she never did anything wrong. Her stright black hair is stringy and ugly, and I think I might get rid of her since she's so ew. I peer at what she's cooking and sit down.
Almost immediatly she rushes to me with a grin on her face. "What the..?" I mutter, but she shoves a ready-made note towards me. It reads: 'Are you having a baby?' I roll my eyes, curious girl. I take the note and rip it up. "Yes, and where di you get this paper?" I ask her. She backs up a bit. Then she darts to the meal, which is begining to burn, and brings it over to me. I laugh a little, and blow on it. Then I take a bite. For such a queer girl, she certainly does make good food. I eat the entire thing, then go sit in the living room.
My eyes roam around, looking at all of Mercutio and I's photos. What would it be like to have a baby's pictures everywhere? I'm extremely curious to know. I hear the door begin to open, and jump up to greet my husband.
"I'm baaack," I hear him say in his sing-songy voice. He wasn't a big fan of what they did to avoxes, and for all I know he gave this new one icecream. I see him when he comes out of the foyer hall and into the living room, holding tightly to the hand of the avox. Another girl. She has dark hair, and looks pretty bored. Mercutio on the other hand, looks a bit upset about bringing her. I sway to the sides and smile, then reply in my own type of song voice, "I'm pregnaannt." His smile causes me to laugh a bit. Shifting my gaze back to the avox, I wave my hand off in the direction of the room she'd share with the five others. "Over there, go." I say.