"You think I would be a lot bigger now, wouldn't you ?"
"I couldn't tell you smoothskin."
Janet stood infront of the mirror in Barrows office and pivoted her stomach. She was now 25 weeks.
"Barrows why don't I have a bump ?"
The doctor looked up from his desk and observed Janet.
"I've seen many shapes some huge, some tiny and others tiny until the last few months then they explode."
Janet laughed and pointed at her stomach "Boom!"
"Are you ready for your scan now ?"
Janet nodded and moved across to the bench where she was to lay down. It was the first scan they would have. The technology was too rare to do regular check ups. The cold jelly smeared across her belly and she giggled in excitement.
5 minutes passed of Barrows humming and ahhing. Charon got restless and stood to be beside Janet.
"Do you not know what you're looking for ?" Janet joked.
"Janet....." Barrows paused and his eyes darted to the screen and back again. "There's nothing there."
"Excuse me ?" she said quietly.
"You've lost the baby. I'm so sorry."
Janet's mouth opened but nothing came out. Her eyes began to water and she looked towards Charon. The look haunted him. It was the same look she had gave him when her father took his life. Desperation, begging him to do something.
"But I... I ...." Janet chocked up and sobbed.
"Smoothskin." Charon looked at Janet with her own pain echoed in his eyes.
"It was a risky situation maybe your body wasn't able to support it." Barrows explained.
Janet sat up and pulled down her top.
"I'd like to be alone now." she choaked out.
Barrows left immediatley giving her the time she needed. Charon reached to hug her and pull her close.
"Charon, please. I want to be alone."
Charon nodded silently, pained and stormed out of the clinic. His feet stomped past underworld and took him to abandoned part of the museum.
Upon entering he grabbed the feral behind the door and shoved it into the ground cracking it's neck. Another approached behind him to which he swung around and kicked his boot into its chest. It fell quickly and Charon kicked its head.
Charon gave a loud and feral roar. Full of anger and hate then sunk to his knees.
Sometimes he wondered if he was allowed any happiness at all.
Bumps (6b/20)
"I couldn't tell you smoothskin."
Janet stood infront of the mirror in Barrows office and pivoted her stomach. She was now 25 weeks.
"Barrows why don't I have a bump ?"
The doctor looked up from his desk and observed Janet.
"I've seen many shapes some huge, some tiny and others tiny until the last few months then they explode."
Janet laughed and pointed at her stomach "Boom!"
"Are you ready for your scan now ?"
Janet nodded and moved across to the bench where she was to lay down. It was the first scan they would have. The technology was too rare to do regular check ups. The cold jelly smeared across her belly and she giggled in excitement.
5 minutes passed of Barrows humming and ahhing. Charon got restless and stood to be beside Janet.
"Do you not know what you're looking for ?" Janet joked.
"Janet....." Barrows paused and his eyes darted to the screen and back again. "There's nothing there."
"Excuse me ?" she said quietly.
"You've lost the baby. I'm so sorry."
Janet's mouth opened but nothing came out. Her eyes began to water and she looked towards Charon. The look haunted him. It was the same look she had gave him when her father took his life. Desperation, begging him to do something.
"But I... I ...." Janet chocked up and sobbed.
"Smoothskin." Charon looked at Janet with her own pain echoed in his eyes.
"It was a risky situation maybe your body wasn't able to support it." Barrows explained.
Janet sat up and pulled down her top.
"I'd like to be alone now." she choaked out.
Barrows left immediatley giving her the time she needed. Charon reached to hug her and pull her close.
"Charon, please. I want to be alone."
Charon nodded silently, pained and stormed out of the clinic. His feet stomped past underworld and took him to abandoned part of the museum.
Upon entering he grabbed the feral behind the door and shoved it into the ground cracking it's neck. Another approached behind him to which he swung around and kicked his boot into its chest. It fell quickly and Charon kicked its head.
Charon gave a loud and feral roar. Full of anger and hate then sunk to his knees.
Sometimes he wondered if he was allowed any happiness at all.