Let’s start at the beginning shall we? Not the very beginning, even I don’t remember my toddler years! In fact all of my
human memories are a bit foggy to me, but we shall muddle through them none the less.
human memories are a bit foggy to me, but we shall muddle through them none the less.
When I was a baby my parents were killed, so I spent my life bouncing from foster home to foster home. Until I was sent to Ms.Turnpikel’s in Sunset Valley. I was just a kid at the time and did not really know why I had been sent to her but I had heard she was where kids who would never be adopted were sent. Which is my case was true, I was never adopted and Ms. Turnpikel only did her duty to the state. It was always her house, never my home.
I was never really alone though. I had three very good friends, Mortimer Goth, Bella Bachelor, and Malcolm Landgraab. I am sure you have heard their stories, many have. But you were not told the whole story, otherwise you would know at least part of mine as well.
Anyway, all four of us were close friends as kids. We would spend hours together playing together and talking at Morty’s house.
Even as teens we all stayed close.
However, as teen’s what was once a childhood friendship bloomed into romance.
Sadly for Malcolm, both Bella and myself fell for Morty. But what few knew was that Morty had fallen for me.
We kept our romance a secret, neither one of us wanting it coming between our group's friendships. We even hid it from Morty’s parents, we knew they had other plans for him but we had plans of our own.
As we grew up stolen kisses became more passionate and led to more, shall we say, adult activities. But we both knew it was wrong, Morty was promised to marry Bella. The Goths and Bachelors had been planning it since their
births.
Morty attempted to convince his father otherwise. He fought for our love, but his dad would not budge. According to Gunther, the Goth name would not be tainted by a person without a family. He instructed that Morty give up on childish romances and see the world as it was
Morty broke down and did as his father instructed. Neither of us wanted to lose the other but I could not have Morty losing his family over us so we agreed to be friends. Bella and Morty were married at the Goth Mansion under an old willow, just how I imagined we might have married.
Tears of joy ran down the cheeks of many, and while I tried to be happy my tears came from a different place.
.
I did play nice and congratulate the couple though. Bella was pleased with herself, even with old friends, she always put her own wants above others and now she had what she wanted. Morty didn’t speak to me just nodded, his face full of apologies that could not be spoken.
After the wedding, I took a break from my friends. It was odd but a lot like vacation. I got a job at the bookstore, and rented a cute little house of my own. I considered never speaking to Morty again. To think of life without him hurt, but I knew seeing him start a family with Bella would hurt more.
That’s when a blessing came into my life. I discovered I was pregnant. I knew it was Morty’s child, and while I knew it would
complicate my life and his, I wanted it. I would have the family I never could before and I would make sure this child was loved at least by its mother.
I finally broke the silence between Morty and myself, and called him. He agreed to meet me in the cemetery, somewhere no one would be. When we first approached each other neither of us said much other than hello. No warm embrace or hand shake, we almost feared to touch the other. I could only take so much silence before I spit it out.
That’s when a blessing came into my life. I discovered I was pregnant. I knew it was Morty’s child, and while I knew it would
complicate my life and his, I wanted it. I would have the family I never could before and I would make sure this child was loved at least by its mother.
I finally broke the silence between Morty and myself, and called him. He agreed to meet me in the cemetery, somewhere no one would be. When we first approached each other neither of us said much other than hello. No warm embrace or hand shake, we almost feared to touch the other. I could only take so much silence before I spit it out.
“Morty, I am pregnant with your child.” The words tumbled out of my mouth in such rapid fire I was unsure if they were in the right order. I braced myself for the possible responses but he just stood jaw dropped in shock.
After what seemed like hours, Morty pulled me in for the hug. I started to tear up, I missed him so much and there he was with me wrapped in his arms.
He whispered in my ear without letting me go, “This is wonderful.”
I could not help but agree. With the way our lives had gone up to that point, this could be the thing that brought us together again. Something we both wanted.
Morty bent down and put his hand on my stomach.
“Our baby” He whispered, looking up at me with a smile. I just nodded in response.
“I…I…I thought this would never happen.” He stuttered as he stood.
“Me either” I smiled.
That’s when it all started again. Morty pulled me in for an intense kiss, and I didn’t pull away. We both wanted it and at the moment his marital status didn’t matter.
When we broke to breath he spoke of leaving Bella. He cared about her, he always had, but I would always be the girl he dreamed of.
I asked him what he was going to do about his father. He promised he would talk to him first, before Bella knew anything. And if nothing else, he promised to run away with me. To Bridgeport, he suggested, where there are so many people that no one would find us. Caught up in the moment I could not help but agree to his crazy plan. Love would win out.
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