A.N: ok, so this is my first spring awakening fick, it's not amazing. I'm not very good with punctuation but I'm allot better in this that in any of my other ficks.
I am sure that I have made some mistakes because I'm not that certain of how modern they were in the time it is set, the mistakes are only things like them using lights. Also I have made the hayloft into more of a hay barn... Hope that doesn't matter to anyone to much.
Also, I have made Wendla 15. I don't know how Old she is meant to be but that seems right to me.
I have no idea how abortions work! I think Wendla would probably be unconscious for it but in the sake of the I have made her awake 3
Here is the first chapter.
The strange man aimed a short knife for my skin after putting strange smelling liquid all over my tummy I swerved onto my side to stop him from getting anywhere near where I believe my baby is growing. I feel so violated, he can seep parts of me only my mama and Melchior have seen and touched parts that only myself and Melchior have He makes a wide cut in my side after aiming for my tummy.
"Stay still girl!" he shouts. "You're not making it any easier!"
"No! Get of me!" I cry kicking him in his stomach "I do not wish to be cut!" I put my hand to my side where red blood was pouring creating pool of fowl smelling shiny liquid by my side.
"I was going to it the simple way that hurt you less but I have no choice." He sighs taking a large blunt object from a black bag at his side.
"This is to make you quiet and still. Night night," he smiles evilly but at that moment I see him, my one true love Melchior run up to the pail man grabbling the object and punching him in the stomach. He kisses me briefly and blue swirling memories of that night float into my mind making me blush all over but soon my attention goes back to the man lying on the floor.
"You disgust me!" he scolds kicking the man again in the chest "Prying on girls so innocent!"
"She ain't innocent! She is 15 and pregnant." He almost laughs. I look away knowing that it is how all would see me.
"Maybe so, but you have no write to blame her. It was my entire fault and I am so sorry." He says almost to me. I see his eyes trace over my cloth less body and I become extremely self concise. He smiles a little and throws me a blanket from the side of the room which I feverishly place over my shivering painful self.
"Aww so you're the sluts babies daddy?" smirks the man taking us away from are brief moment of silence.
"how dare you call her that!" he shouts placing his foot on the mans cheats to stop him from having any way of escape and looks down and the man squirming in the floor with a scene of triumph.
"Touchy are we? But now isn't she a bit young for you?" he smiles but not with any happiness in his eyes, it's a cruel, dirty evil smile.
"This is nothing of you're business!" cries Melchior disgust written all over his face.
"I think you'll find that the Childs mother has asked me to do this. Even her mother no longer loves her." He taunts the smile disappearing and a cold stony look replacing it; I honestly can't say which I hate more.
"Find you're decency!" Melchior says with complete surprise in his voice that someone could be so rude.
"You're the one who did that to the girl and you are asking me to!" laughs the man.
I defiantly liked the stone look more.
"Please," I cry the blood is seeping from the cut in my side and I am in agenising pain "Melchior the cut!"
The man attempts to stand up so Melchior hits him with the object the man had been trying to use only moments ago on me. He falls cold on the floor, he is still breathing so is not dead just knocked out. Then he runs to Melchior "May I?" he asks gesturing to the blanket as if asking if he could remove it to tend to the cut.
"Of cores." I smile a little despite my current situation. He looks at the cut "it really hurts." I start to whimper.
"Well luckily though it looks painful, it is not too bad, I am good in biology may I try to clean and stitch it?" he asks looking over to the table covered in tools at the right of him.
"Please." I say.
He takes what looks like thin string and sews the side of me cleaning it with Walter and some painful green spray in doing so I ask "how did you find out?"
"I guessed. I knew and regret now what we did because of your current situation but I did know what could happen after the night in the hay loft. I thought it to just be a little UN usual that suddenly you had Lucama. I got out of the infirmary and I admit to breaking into your house where I found directions and came state here." He finishes.
"What about my mama? What did she say when you got here?" I ask afraid suddenly.
"I didn't listen and I locked the door after I entered." He says stopping for a minute "Wendla you need to go and tell her what happened."
"No, she could have killed me," I say sitting up all too fast and the pain in my side seers back after the brief break, that I'm sure only stopped because of Melchior's hands resting on the now clean. "She wanted to kill are child!"
"So are you saying you want to keep it?" he asks looking at me with concern in his eyes.
"Of cores I want to keep it – killing it is wrong, even murder!" I say looking at him "though you might not want to..."
"Of cores I do Wendla, I want to be with you forever, I want to raise are child in a world where they can grow strong and we can be honest unlike are parents were to us." He says. He always talks with so much passion like he has made his mind up and nothing ever will change it.
"That sounds amazing." I whisper.
"Wendla, how about; this affectively we can blame are parents," he says. I look at him confused "they never told us the things that we deserved to know. The changes we were making and the feelings we were having."
"I'm still not following," I admit truthfully.
"Look I will explain it all at another time but you are going to have my child and we are going to raise it together. We just need to get through this night alone." He smiles a little.
"I know this sounds pathetic but I need to get out of this room, it makes me feel sick and powerless." I say.
"Ok Wendla you need to go out there and show her that you are ok, and then you needs to say you need to be alone for a while." He says, I can practically see him thinking of a plan in his head.
"I can't go and see her on my own." I whisper somehow even quieter.
"God, I haven't realised how inconsiderate I'm being; I am going to go talk to her. You stay here. You could put your clothes on while I am gone?" he smiles. He kisses me softly on my hand and his eyes lock with mine insuring me he knows what he is doing, making me blush strongly before leaving the room without another word.
I change into my simple blue dress that I came in. I can hear muffled sections of raised voices and then I hear a light knock on the door. "Come in," I say quietly assuming it will be Melchior. He walks in followed shortly after by my mama. "Mama?"
"I hope you are ok Wendla, I shall tell you're farther the truth of where you are, me and you're farther along with Herr Gabor's parents will be joining you tomorrow. I need to say though before I leave, I did not do what I did with any intention of my hurting you I was being selfish however and I apologise for that. I shall see you then," she says coming close to me kissing me on my forehead and leaving the room glaring at Melchior "bye then."
"Melchior!" I exclaimed "she would never treat me with that kind of respect before! How did you do it?"
"It is not what we should be focusing on. Are you in a state that you could walk to my house?" he asks.
"But, Melchior you're parents will surely not want to see me, you for that matter." I say looking down at the shoes I am placing on my feet.
"I know Wendla but they shall not see us, please just answer my question. I will explain fully later." He commands.
"The pain in my chest is now very little," I lie, it still hurts but I need to get out of this room. I want to feel the fresh clean spring air blowing against my face.
Once we leave the dark room we start to trek down the muddy road in the directions of Melchior's house. We walk in silence at the beginning, me because the pain in my side is searing and stinting but soon it fades and I talk to him.
"Where are we staying for tonight?" I ask. He is obviously is deep in thought when I speak and he turns to look at me.
"You are going to stay in the hay loft, it is warm in there and the soft hay is perfect to lie on," He confirms "my parents hardly ever go in there and shan't at this kind of hour."
"What time is it?"
"About 12." He smiles. "You will be there tonight, safe and sound."
I want to ask him if he will stay with me through the night, I am so afraid but I hold my tong. After what seems like days of walking through forest but in reality is only about 45 minutes we arrive at his house.
We quietly walk to the garden where Melchior opens the door and we walk in. He turns on a light. He looks around and I snap and ask quickly "Will you stay with me for tonight?" he turns round and looks at me and smiles "I just"-
"Of cores I will," he takes my hands in his and his eyes lock with mine "I will stick with you now, it's you and me."
"Good." I smile and he leans into me and presses his lips against mine.
It's hard to believe that this morning I felt like no one loved me.
A.N: so, what did you think? I will try to update at least once a week but I have school and stuff until then PLEASE REVIEW!