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A Heart Dressed in Wicked

Chapter 20.) Who is Hungry?

I was so nervous I could barely contain what little I had in my stomach. I was outside, sitting on a bench, in a park . . . a real legit park. There were children running around and playing, it was a nice sunny day and a cool breeze was passing through. They were laughing and the smiles were all very sweet for me to see.

Though I wasn't alone in that sense, neither was I in the sense of enjoying myself personally all on my own. My 'husband' sat next to me, foreign blonde hair shining in the sun, skin just a shade off of farmer's tan and a pair of lovely lavender eyes. I was grateful for this much more then was necessary as he had made a habit of 'wearing' golden in those orbs, a gold that made me quite hindered to look at. I peeked at his still form from the corner of my eye, his light brown over coat a bit too much in the sun.

"Envy, take your coat off, it'll look weird out here." He slowly turned his head to look at me and I held my breath before teasing him with a smile. He leaned forward before shrugging off his coat and, surprisingly, draping it over my lap. I'd worn a long green dress that stopped just at my ankles and barely had any sleeves. I'd brought a dark brown shawl with me to cover my shoulders and arms. The sleeve of his coat slid and half the coat with it, efficiently covering my legs now too. He leaned back and I saw he was wearing a white shirt, the black suspenders pressing it against his shoulders, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He put one of his arms on the back of the bench and now we really did look like a couple that came to spend some time outside.

"Is she going to be here soon?" I peeked again to see a small dimple grace his face, annoyance? He rolled those eyes and turned to face me,

"She said noon, it's not even eleven yet, settle down." I wanted to laugh, the way he talked one would think I was bouncing in my seat.

A ball came flying out of nowhere, red and round and . . . suspended in the air by an irritated Neid. He had caught it and had he not it probably would have hit him. I wondered what he would do and I realized so did the boys that had been playing with it, white faced, wide eyed and hands to mouths. I gently took the ball from Envy and tossed it to them.

"Thank you ma'am!"

"Sorry!" I nodded to their politeness before grinning at a not so pleased Envy. He looked to me,

"You should have just let me burst the damn thing." I snorted and shook my head, I was glad I took it away from him.

"That would have broken their poor little hearts." I stiffened at the familiar wing of a voice before the urge to jump up and toss myself at her was crushed down. No, I stood up slowly, politely and turned around just as such. Envy followed, grouchy written on his face.

Elaina was every bit as beautiful as I remembered her as. She was wearing a dark purple empire waist gown; her belly was showing that roundness pregnant women did. Her hair was still long and black and hopeless jealousy ran through me, I wanted hair like hers. Mine barely came to my shoulders, barely.

"Oh . . . Medea . . ." Sadness coursed through her body and she came around the bench to take me into her arms, I resisted a bit though and I could see that Envy was stiff. Perhaps it was pity instead? I let her take me into her arms finally, I was much taller than before and I came well up to her face now, I was able to rest my chin on her shoulder but hugging her was awkward due to the largeness of her belly and perhaps the lack of physical affection. I gave a smile and a small bump pressed quickly against me from her and she laughed.

"Uh oh, looks like its show off time." I let a few fake laughs slip and looked to Envy; Elaina put my hand to where the baby was kicking madly. I couldn't help grin at the life in there and turned to Envy who was watching with a strange sense about him. I held my hand out,

"Come here and feel this, it's crazy." He stiffened more and I felt Elaina brush passed me and make her way to him. He leaned away as she grabbed his hand and placed on her tummy, he shivered and I couldn't help but grin, it didn't last long as I caught that look that passed between them . . .it wasn't a good look, it was the sort that was the gate to a secret. What sort of secret?

"So how have you been?" Envy gestured to the apartment building as I asked Elaina; she took my arm and allowed Envy to walk ahead of us, opening the door and holding it for us.

"Good, since the baby, things have really settled down a bit." I bit my lip, wanting to say something but familiar canary yellow filled my vision,

"Oh, hello Dears!" Olden eyes passed over my form, Envy's and then slowly onto the pregnant form of Elaina.

"And you are?" A pale hand came flying out, Elaina smiled brilliantly.

"Lieutenant Elaina Mantello." Strangeness passed over her eyes as she gathered that name.

"Ah, you are in the military? How wondrous . . ." She seemed to look between Envy and Elaina for a moment,

"You must be the sister I talked to on the phone a few months back, yes?" I stilled, they had talked? Elaina nodded her smile brilliant and beautiful.

"I must say, you two don't look a thing alike, how queer." I opened my mouth suddenly,

"My husband was adopted when he was very young." Three pairs of eyes fled to me and I felt a bit pressured and hoped they hadn't told her something different. Elaina was watching me with a strange fascination. Mrs. Sewel nodded, taking that in.

"Oh, that makes a lot of sense." She eyed Elaina's rounded belly and a bit of color rose to her face.

"Carry on! I didn't mean to interrupt, it seems poor Medea never receives company other than little old me." She laughed with a small tinkle and I could see in her form that she was putting things together somehow. Did she have other information that didn't coincide? Envy herded us over to the stairs and we made the trip up to the apartment.

"Man, for an old war town this place is real nice." Her lavender eyes were all over the walls and as Envy led us in she seemed to really like what she saw. She gave a nod before squinting as 'Neid' went around closing the curtains. He turned on some lamps and with a flash of eerie, he was old familiar Envy again. He flopped into a chair and looked away from us, something on his mind.

Warm hands were holding mine and I turned to look into the eyes of a woman whom once found me much like her own child.

"How have you been? Envy tells me one thing but I never really know when he is messing with me or not." She grinned at his direction, he wasn't paying attention. I knew when he was; I always knew when he was playing around or when he was serious. I gave her hands a nice squeeze and pulled away.

"What has he told you?" I could only imagine, she raised a brow at me though.

"Bland things like you are fine and cared for." She gave him another look, this time something like disbelief. I looked to him too; he was off in his own world, eyes glassy and a fist propping his chin up.

"Well, that's mostly right." I took my shawl off and threw it on a free chair before removing my tights and rolling them up. I unbuttoned my dress and was making my way to the bedroom in only my knee high slip when the air went strange.

"Oh. My. Gods." I stilled and turned, Elaina was wide eyed and white, looking at my now bare legs and arms.

My artsy scarred up legs and arms.

"What is this?" Envy was looking at Elaina with a 'half way there' look before he stood up.

"I made her unique. Get over it." Her hands were clenched and all I could do was stand like an idiot and drop my clothing as she reached over and slapped him.

Slapped Envy in the face.

It rang loudly in the apartment.

"How could you? How could you torture a child like that? What else did you do to her? You are responsible for that look in her eyes, aren't you?" She was breathing hard and tears were streaming down her face. How had this gone so bad so quickly?

I made to move closer to Envy but i ended up at a safe distance equal to them both. His face was a mask, no emotion and he only stared at her.

"I never thought that . . . I thought that maybe you would get better, oh gods, I'm responsible. If they find out . . . oh gods." She put her hands up to her face and I could somehow smell her tears.

"Who wants to tell me what the hell is going on?" My voice came out breathy somehow; I was missing something in this story. The Stone Man slowly turned his head to look at me with cold eyes.

"Pack what you want, you will leave with Elaina." My heart stopped, she looked up and my vision was starting to grow weak around the edges.

"What?" I took a step backwards; all I could see now was his lavender eyes.

"You are getting rid of me?" I was shaking, I could feel it.

"Honey, don't you think you'd be happier with me? Me and Roy and Ed?" I couldn't breathe, I found myself on the floor, gasping for air that wasn't coming. My chest hurt so badly and my heart was beating too fast.

"Medea!" She came to me and I turned away with a hateful look.

"You . . . can't!" I grabbed at my chest.

"I'm not going anywhere!" He looked away from me; I could see the veins in his hands swelling a little. Elaina was so confused and I didn't care. I had made them all dead, all of them were supposed to be someone else's life. Why did I want her to come see me in the first place? Anger filled my chest,

"You dickface! Look at me!" I felt so angry I could barely think right, Envy turned a little but not much.

"What did I tell you before? At the house, that we were the same and I wasn't leaving you, yes?" My breathing was erratic now, too much air. Elaina was looking at me bizarrely. Envy turned fully, eyes blurred in a way I couldn't quite tell what it was.

"You don't have to anymore. You aren't a monster, leave with Elaina. Be . . . happy." I shook my head and Elaina helped me up. I stepped away from her and straight to him before grabbing a chunk of his hair. He gave me a wide eyed look as I pulled on it, he didn't move though.

"But I want to stay here. I want to be with you Envy. I'm happy with you. We fight a lot and we tend to nitpick the hell out of each other and that's ok. You know I love you more than anything, don't make me unhappy by throwing me away." I couldn't look at Elaina, not with the way she was looking at me, like a devil and sprung up in my place and was killing babies.

There was a fresh, warm look about Envy; a pale hand came out to tough the knuckles of the fist holding his hair. That turned into running up my wrist and down my arm and over the bend and onto my shoulder. He gripped there and I let go of his hair as he leaned in, what was he doing?

A small and very simple kiss was placed on her lips, his own cold and yet somehow warm at the same time. Elaina gasped and Medea leaned the rest of the way, resting against his chest as he looked away, their kiss having been short.

"This, this is something else. . ." Medea turned in Envy's arms to glare.

"It sure is. It was also something else of me to want you to visit." She pulled out of Envy's arms but to his silent protest.

"The Medea you once knew no longer exists," She held up her arm to show off the small scar on her hand of the chick, "I'm Envy's Hen, I don't actually know what that means but . . . you get the idea." She nodded politely at Elaina to end her sentence, the somehow once stricken moment turning a bit comical.

Suddenly Medea threw herself at Elaina, both darkened party's stiffened. Medea was hugging Elaina with all her might the baby bump long forgotten.

"I needed you a long time ago; don't tell me anything about anyone else though, alright?" She pulled away and ran a hand over her slip, Elaina speechless.

"Who is hungry?"