Bit of swearing in this, just to let you know.
The Trouble with the Truth - part two.
"You! You're unbelievable you know that? I can't believe I trusted you. I can't believe I'm surprised that you lied. Again! You just can't help yourself can you?"
"Don't shout Oliver. I'm not some child you can scold."
"You don't even care do you?"
"I did what I had to."
"You invented a baby!"
"I told you what you wanted to hear."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"You wouldn't have left me. You didn't have the guts, I gave you an excuse to say."
"You lied about being pregnant."
Kate sighed. Oliver's shouting was giving her another headache. It seemed all he did lately was yell at her. It was beginning to get tiring. Why couldn't he see that everything she did was for him? For his benefit.
"I assumed I'd get pregnant. I just gave you the news early. So I was a bit previous, get over it."
"How could you get pregnant? We don't even sleep in the same room!"
"I assumed we'd end up in the same bed at some point."
"You assume too much."
"Oh its too much to assume that a husband sleep in the same bed as his wife is it? Normal couples have sex Oliver! Just because you-"
"Don't you dare try and blame this on me." he hissed, his voice dangerously low. "This is all your doing, all your invention. Merlin you even lied to your parents. I watched you do it. You didn't even blink."
"I didn't lie, I-"
"Shut up!" he roared.
Kate, for once, flinched. He was just a ball of red hot anger right now, it never paid to argue with him when he was like this. She shut her mouth and looked at him expectantly. If he wanted to rage at her she'd let him.
"Look at you. You just don't care. Even if you did assume at first, which I doubt, this is another of your lies. In the last few months you could have said something. You could have admitted that there was no baby. But no, not you. Kate Green, tell the truth? Hah!" he paused, panting for breath.
She bit her tongue to keep from correcting him. She was Kate Wood now. She had to keep reminding him of that.
"You just lie, and lie, and LIE. All the fucking time."
He was really working himself up now. He'd picked up their wedding photograph, that she proudly displayed, as his voice rose and threw it across the room. He favoured that particular photo when it came time for him to throw something. She had lost count of how many times she had replaced the frame.
"Other scheming bitches would go fuck some random idiot. Get pregnant that way. Not you. You just keep that mouth of yours running. You didn't even have the decency to cheat on me!"
"I would never-"
"I know. Because if you did and I found out, I'd get my divorce. You just concoct more flights of fancy. I can't believe I trusted you. I should have known something wasn't right when you said you were using a glamour to hide your bump. How could I have been so stupid?"
"Look-"
"No! I'm talking, you do enough every other day. You know what I've realised? Go on, guess."
"I thought it was your turn to talk."
"Humour me."
"I don't know, what?"
"It's not me that has the problem. It's you."
"What do you mean?"
"I can have children. I already have a child."
"So?"
"I'm under no illusions that while I was under your spell I was no more than your little sex slave Kate. In all that time you didn't get pregnant."
"Is that all?"
She was satisfied to see Oliver's face drop at her words. Her precious hubby really had no idea. Even now he thought he knew her.
"I have to say I hardly care darling. I never wanted your children. Only you. Why would I want some clingy little monster when I already have all that I've ever wanted?"
"You're sick."
"Oh change the record Oliver! I know what I've done. I'm not proud"
"Liar!" he spat.
"I'm not proud. You don't see me shouting it from the rooftops do you? No. As I've said all along, I did what I had to do."
"I'm a person! I have the right to make my own choices Kate, why can't you understand that?"
"Oh get over yourself. You know as well as I do that most men would kill to be in your place."
"I'd kill to have someone else in my place."
"Well look who's a clever little bunny. Only you aren't that clever Oliver."
"Meaning what exactly? That I can't see through your lies?"
"No one can. No I mean about what you said earlier."
"What exactly? I've said a lot this afternoon."
"Don't I know it. I mean about you being a father. You'll never be a father." she said it with a slight laugh, intending to annoy him further.
"I already am a father you stupid bitch."
"Biologically. I won't deny that. But you won't get to be with the brat. You won't see it grow up."
"Him. I have a son." Oliver said quietly.
"Who you'll never see."
"I can see him if I want. I'm his father, I have every right to-"
"Yes but how many people know that? And who'll believe you if you tell them? Because that's what it comes down to oh husband mine. To the wizarding world the father of your son is Marcus Flint. Not you. And if you say anything, anything at all, people will question you. They'll want to know the whole truth. Are you going to tell them everything? What kind of a man would that make you? Drugged by a little old me. And of course, you know I'll deny everything. Who do you think they'll believe? When it really comes down to it, which is more convincing? Your truth, or my lie? I've fooled everyone so far, I'm not even breaking a sweat Olly boy. You want to see what I'm really capable of? I could ruin you. I will ruin you if you say one word against me. You'll see. This is just the beginning, I could go on for years."
"Just get out of my house."
"Our house. We're married Olly, equal partners. What's yours is mine. Fifty fifty.
"Fine keep the fucking house. I'll leave."
"You leave me and I'll tell the world I lost the baby."
"Go right ahead."
"I'll say you beat me, and our baby died because of you."
"You wouldn't."
"You haven't been listening have you? There's nothing I won't do to keep you."
"You can't fake something like that."
"You don't sound so certain. Come on, you know what I'm capable of. You really think I won't?"
She watched as he slumped down in the armchair, silent at last. And it had only taken two hours of shouting and threats.
"Face it Ol' we're meant to be together. It's fate. You should be flattered that I care so much."
"Should I?" his tone was sulky now, she loved it.
"The truth of it is, you're stuck with me. I'm not letting you go Oliver Wood. I vowed to never let you go. 'Til death us do part. And I'm not going anywhere soon."
He was once again defeated, miserable. All his energy had gone. He was stuck, he was hers. Forever, apparently.
Agh so long between updates. A thousand apologies those stupid people in university seem to think I'm there to do work! Hah! Anyway thanks to all my wonderful reviewers who've stuck with me. We've still got a long way to go but hopefully it's going to be good.
Oh and thanks to everyone for my birthday messages! You all rock and I love ya loads!
