Chapter Nine: Conspiracy Part 2

I could feel warm hands wrapped tightly around my stomach as their rough fingers soothingly rubbed circled on my stomach. Yet I refused to open my eyes afraid of what I'd see. I didn't . . . I couldn't see the love in his eyes without feeling confused, endlessly confused.

Why must life be so complicated?

"Sleep well?" Ricky asked gently nibbling on my earlobe causing my to shut my eyes harder while sinking my sharp teeth into my bottom lip.

"I'm confused" I responded my eyes still closed and the penetrating graze of my lip lessening,

"Confusion, a feeling I know very well. We're supposed to hate each other but we don't, we . . ." he said stopping just when I wanted him to speak more.

"We what?" I asked eagerly opening my eyes and staring straight into his dark orbs completely which showed absolutely no emotion, completely masked off.

"I've lived for so long, I've had everything I could ever want yet you, you throw everything inside me out of balance" he responded narrowing his eyes. "You a child, a simple baby . . ."

"If I was a child or as you said baby we wouldn't be in this exact situation" I responded angry and annoyed because I didn't hear what I thought I would. I wanted to hear the short yet incredibly complicated four letter word come out of his mouth. I was afraid of it but god damn I wanted to hear it! I nearly pulled my hair out!

"I'm not a child—"

"You're not an adult either. Do you have any idea how old I am? What I've seen? What I've done? This isn't smart no matter how much I want you . . . no matter how much I want it" he said passionately his dark eyes blazing with fire then softening as his fingers grazed the skin of my stomach.

I reached down towards his hand only he removed it before I was able to graze his fingers leaving my hand alone and giving my stomach the most awful feeling if reject.

"I'll show you I'm not a child or as immature as you think I am" I responded with a sudden confidence that if I was standing instead of lying I'd sure have fallen.

"Where are you going?" he asked as I hurriedly put on my clothes, my hair a complete mess and my face flush red with determination.

"To tell my father"

The confidence I had felt before was all but gone as I stood in front of my father his eyes piercing, making me wish I was back in the comfort of Ricky's safe arms.

"Father . . . "

"Daddy . . ."

"King . . ."

I listed trying to stall for as long as possible but by the annoyance I saw begging to well up in his eyes I knew it was now or never. Blood pounded in my ears making me totally deaf as words that cut my very tongue escaped without a pause.

"Imwithchild"

For a minute his eyes grew wide then blank and after a few seconds he jumped up bouncing with excitement. "I didn't except it to happen so soon! I didn't even know you too had even consummated your marriage while living if different housing!" he explained joy enriching his voice.

There is nothing better then a good lie (line from Everybody's Fool by Evanescence) I whispered to myself as my face slip into a phony almost painful smile. If you looked at my smile you'd see its forcedness, if you looked at my cheeks you'd see the tears and if you looked in my eyes you'd know it wasn't from happiness.

But he kept on smiling skipping around the room thinking all was perfect, inside I felt numb and angry. My first child was thought to be his; it was disgusting, perverse and insane!

"It's not Benjamin's" I screamed before my mind could protest, my feet stood rooted in place refusing to obligate.

"What?" he asked his voice rough, his back tense and his jumping and joyous mood completely gone. "Tell me your lying" he spat angrily grabbing me shoulders in a bruise making way.

"Don't you understand? He's not what I want for myself, he's a traitor, he killed my cousin and I'm sure he'd kill me if I wasn't such an important piece in his sick little game. You have to understand!" I shrieked refusing to look away from his eyes as he roughly shook making me worry as the immense feeling to vomit settled itself in my throat.

"Who's the father?" he asked.

I simply shook my head trying to forget the horrible feeling inside me. "WHO IS THE FATHER!" he now hollered something he had only done once in my whole life. When I had asked him if he truly loved my mother. And when I had asked him why he kissed the pretty woman in her nightgown while mother slept.

"The very thing we're supposed to hate" I whispered, "Richard, Richard Underwood" and with that I escaped the room or at least I tried to.

He blocked my way taking my hand warmly in his as if he wasn't at all affected by what I had just told him.

"You'll have to keep this a secret, you'll say its Benjamin's and when it's time for you to become queen you will and never once will we ever speak of this and if it's born strange we'll simply lock it in a room" he explained his mind working at ten miles per minute.

"Didn't you hear what I said? I won't! I WON'T" I responded glaring at my father with hatred that seemed to suddenly fill the room.

"Then you won't rule, we'll pass the crown to someone else. Would you like that, having to give up something just because you want to be a monsters whore?" he whispered in my ear but underneath the smooth words I heard the fury and rage.

He was trying to take away the very thing that was mine, the thing I had grown up knowing that it could never be taken away. My birthright, my chance, my blood.

"You wouldn't, you can't" I responded grounding my teeth together so hard I was afraid their all break into millions of pieces and fly away with the wind.

"A queen can't have an illegitimate child with anyone else but her husband. You'll be seen as a traitor, you'll be killed just like everyone else. Would you like that, do you really want your little monster to die before having time to actually be born" he explained immorally making me wonder if this really was the man that not long ago had tried to teach me what was right and wrong.

It was all simply a conspiracy, a conspiracy towards me. I had to choose between my happiness and my kingdom. My love and my people.

GOD HELP ME! My mind screamed as I tried to ignore the image of Ricky's face in my mind.

Goodbye happiness, hello hatred and deception. I thought I knew right choice and the choice I felt was right except now it just like my relationship with Ricky, everything was simply unbalanced . . .

"What do I have to do?" I asked my voice cracking more tears escaping. I had to stop, I had to hate.

I was simply a walking conspiracy used only as a toy, a simple tool used to gain power and dominance from both my husband and my father but I had no choice I simply had to do what I knew was right.

Sorry I took so long I guess I need to work on BUTTERNUT! Ugh its high school that's messing my brain up! Anyhow I know it was kinda boring but I'm really brain dead right now but I promise the next chapter will be ten times better and five times longer.

LUV Mary

(p.s) And reviews and feedback would be very nice, they make me happy n I'll updating faster.