Mini Cooper
Chapter 1
December 2018
Sheldon rolled his eyes again when Ramona fussed with his bowtie. Ramona flashed him a big smile when she was finally satisfied with the bowtie. "All done," she commented and leaned in closing, eyes closed, waiting for a kiss.
Sheldon winced but obliged. He gave her a light peck of the mouth and quickly withdrew. Ramona pouted and whined, "Sheldon." She wanted more than a light peck on her mouth. She wanted him, wanted to devour him.
"No," he replied simply and pushed her away. "I don't want to engage in any form of physical contact or coitus today." He said in a tone which meant there's no room for negotiations. Ramona did not give up but wrapped her arms around his waist. Sheldon flinched and pried her hands off.
"Is it because today is 17th December?" Ramona scoffed, challenging his taboo. She knew exactly why he was not keen of physical contact today.
"Don't you dare," he warned. His eyes sent daggers her way, yet she was not afraid.
"It's the day you lost your virginity to Dr. Amy Farrah Fowler!"
Sheldon drew back a sharp breath and his fists clenched tightly. That name – Dr. Amy Farrah Fowler, caused his perfect functioning heart to constrict painfully. He felt breathless.
"You have crossed the line," Sheldon said, pulling his bow tie off and throw it towards Ramona's direction. He stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind him.
"Sheldon!" Ramona shouted, "I'm sorry. You can't leave just like this; do you remember we have an award dinner to go in two hours!"
He shot her a look of annoyance. He had an eidetic memory. Of course, he remembered. His eidetic memory had been his pride and curse at the same time. He could not forget. Regardless how he tried to erase Amy Farrah Fowler off his mind, he could not. He skipped Star Wars movie premiere for her. She was shaking when she joined him on her bed. It was his first time and hers too. They were both nervous and excited. He could vividly recall she was trembling beneath him as he gently nudged her legs open.
"Damn it!" he cursed. He rarely cursed but since she left him, cursing became a habit. It became a coping mechanism. He abhorred changes but he changed the most when she left him without an explanation.
"Sheldon, are you all right?" Ramona touched his shoulder gently. He recoiled from her touch. "Yes, I am fine." He said through gritted teeth.
She sighed, knowing she had pushed him too far, "I am so sorry." She apologized. Amy Farrah Fowler had become a taboo. Her name was never to be spoken in front of him.
He nodded and walked out of the room. He glanced at his watch and felt relieved that he had one hour to calm down before attending the award dinner.
Sheldon did not have a place in my mind when he walked out of the room the university have prepared for Ramona and him. He supposed he could walk around the campus. He needed some fresh air.
He finally decided on a clean bench to sit down. At least, it looked clean. Sheldon thought. He sighed, regretting in his haste of leaving, he forgot his Purell. He winced as he gingerly sat down. One of his best suits ruined. He sighed at the thought that he will throw this away.
It was a peaceful evening. The campus is quiet and mostly empty. He enjoyed his solitude. He closed his eyes, enjoying the peace.
His mind wandered away.
2 years, 9 months, 22 days.
1026 days.
24,619 hours.
She was gone for that long. Leonard told him to move on and forget. He did move on but he could not forget. Her every move, every smile, and every tear etched deeply in his mind and heart. He turned his love, yes love, for her to hatred when he realized she was gone forever. The worst was she left on his birthday. She planned his birthday with great details, it was as if she wanted to soften the blow of her leaving him.
He could not understand why. Their relationship was doing fine. They consummated their relationship. He took a huge step. A step that she pursued and wanted. A step he gave in for her. How could she leave him without an explanation?
He hates Amy Farrah Fowler.
"You're in my spot," a small voice interrupted his thoughts.
Sheldon's eyes fluttered open. He eyed at the little boy inquisitively who tugged his suit pants gently. "You're sitting in my spot," the little boy pouted, annoyed by this huge man's reluctance to move.
"This is my spot." the little boy jabbed Sheldon's leg with his finger. "I always sit here. This is my spot." The little boy rolled his eyes. "Can you move away?" he asked again.
"Why should I?" Sheldon was intrigued with the little boy. He looked familiar. "Because that's my spot." The little boy replied.
"It's public property. It's nobody's spot." Sheldon said, remembered the years he antagonized his friends over his spot. "But it's my spot," the little boy cried, huge droplets of tear spilled. Sheldon panicked, and immediately scooted over to the other side of the bench. The little boy stopped crying and broke into a huge grin. He climbed up the bench and sat down. He grinned at Sheldon and started taking his stationery from his bag and laid them down neatly.
Sheldon felt irritated and manipulated but he could only seethe in silence. He took a few deep breaths and let it go slowly.
"I know you," the little boy said, without lifting his head, focusing on his coloring.
It piqued Sheldon's curiosity. "You're Doctor Sheldon Lee Cooper."
"How do you know me?" Sheldon asked. "I saw your picture on a science journal."
Sheldon frowned, unable to believe the little boy in front of him, barely three, read a science journal. The little boy looked up and smiled, "I am smart. My mother had me tested and results shown that I am a genius. I have an IQ of 180."
Sheldon nodded, processing the titbits of information. This little boy reminded him of himself.
"Do you think this is good?" the little boy asked, holding a card up for Sheldon to examine.
"What's that?"
The little boy giggled, "that's hybrid of monkey and koala. My mother likes monkey and I like koala. Thus, I drew a koala's head and a monkey's body. My mother will love it. It's her birthday today. I want her to be happy."
The little boy folded the card into precise half and slipped it into an envelope. He began packing his stationery.
"What's your name?" Sheldon asked.
"My mother said I should never under any circumstances talk to any stranger but I know you. So, I will tell you my name." The little boy winked.
"I am Isaac Cooper Fowler." Isaac smiled. Sheldon's eyes widened in shock. Something clicked in his mind.
"Isaac! Look who's here!"
That voice. Sheldon did not dare to turn around. It had been 1026 days since he heard that voice.
"Mummy!" Isaac jumped down the chair and ran towards his mother. "Hi, Halley!" Isaac exclaimed excitedly, elated to see his best friend for the holidays.
Sheldon felt giddy as he stood up and turned slowly to face the voice's owner – Amy Farrah Fowler.
"We need to talk," Sheldon spoke as they stared at each other for a few minutes. Sheldon's voice was grave.
"Uh-oh." Bernadette gasped, grasping her husband's hands tightly.
This is my first time in The Big Bang Theory fandom. I hope you like it. :)