Silent Hill 2 Resurrected Chapter 21
I love you to
Mary kept rowing. She didn't know where she was really going only that she felt she had to keep going there. The fog of the town wafted back and forth around her. Every so often Mary would stop rowing and watch the fog. It was so thick Mary was sure if she reached her hand out now that she would be able to hold some of it in her hand.
Mary's thoughts began floating toward a time before she and James were married. They were in a small park somewhere. Mary couldn't remember where exactly just that it wasn't near home but not in Silent Hill. Mary turned to look at James. They had both just graduated High School and decided to celebrate with a short drive out of town. It was a warm day the sun shown down on James' face as he spoke to Mary. "Mary, I'm so glad we decided to have this picnic." James smiled at Mary, one of the few smiles he ever gave and it was beautiful.
"Me to James." Mary Smiled back at James as she sat down on the towel he had se t down for them to sit on. Mary's feet fell a little bit off of the towel onto the grass. The grass was still slightly damp as it was still early. The feeling of the damp grass was cool against Mary's leg. Mary sighed happily watching James as he set out the food for them to eat. It was only a few sandwiches and a bottle of coke but to Mary it wouldn't have been better if it was expensive gourmet food.
Mary watched James as he finished putting all the food down on the towel. James then did something Mary couldn't process at first. She watched as James kneeled down on one knee and spoke to her in a nervous shaking voice. "Mary, I want to be able to always be there with you. I…I..I..I want to give you all the things you ever wanted and more. I guess I've never really told you before now even though I should have. I love you Mary you're like my personal angel. Mary I wan…I wanted to ask you if you'd marry me."
Mary sat there and just stared at James. She didn't know how to think. Really, Mary wasn't sure she even wanted to get married. Who waits until a proposal to tell someone they love them? Mary didn't even know for sure if she really loved James back. She stared at the black box with a ring in it. It was just a gold band nothing special. Somehow in Mary's head she always imagined a diamond ring glistening in the morning sun as a wealthy handsome man begged her to marry him. 'God' Mary thought ' I need to stop reading those shitty romance novels.' Still Mary couldn't figure out what to say. She looked into James' eyes they looked so sincere, so…sad. James' always looked a little sad. Mary could never figure that one out. Why was he always so sad?
Anyway, Mary knew his father had bought the ring for him James didn't own a penny to his name. She loved how James would promise grand things that he would one day buy her yet he never had a dime. Shit, the guy was a cashier for god's sake. He wasn't going to college he didn't even have a hope of moving up in the corporate ladder. Still Mary supposed that she love him a bit. Could she love him more as time went on?
"Sure James, I'll marry you." Mary said thinking what the hell did I do that for in her head. Again I put others happiness before mine, Mary thought to herself. Well for doing this James owed her.
She felt James hug her hard then let her go. Silently James slid the ring on her finger smiling. "I love you Mary." James whispered as he kissed her gently.
"I..I love you to." For a moment Mary's earlier thoughts slid away. For once what she said and what she meant felt like the same thing. Maybe she could love him.
"I love you..." Mary whispered out into the fog of the lake. She rowed even harder now. She thought maybe she could see a small island ahead of her some ways.
The fog seemed to almost mix into the scene of her apartment living room she shared with James. It was sometime after David had called the house to check on her. Sometime after James and David learned of each other. James was drinking again. Mary was lying on the couch feeling sicker then she ever had before. Then again it was early morning and this was becoming the norm and would continue to be so if she let things continue on as they are.
Mary turned to look at James. He was still drinking the same damn beer from those stupid green bottles. The living room was a hell hole. The whole place was filled with green bottles and their was James chugging beer after beer adding to the general crappy ghetto look of the room. As if being poor wasn't bad enough now they had to live in a hell hole too.
"Why don't you clean this shit up James. God Why the fuck did I agree to marry you. Had I known you'd be like this. You want kids James yet you live like this? You'd be a terrible father." Mary turned her head and stared at the back of the couch. She never even noticed how angry this made James.
James popped up out of his chair, or at least what semblance of popping up he could muster in his drunken stuper. "Fuck Mary it's not like you'll be popping one out any time soon you witch. Shit you whore even if you did it would probably be that David's baby anyway. You are fucking him aren't you? He better then me? Bet he'd be a better father to huh? Let's face it you only fuck me out of pity don't you? Did you ever love me?" James screamed at Mary standing over top of her. His breath smelled horrible of stale food and alcohol. Mary didn't even turn to look at him.
"Fuck you James."
"No, see Mary that's the issue there's not enough fucking me. Get the fuck out of my house Mary."
Mary popped up out of her couch almost ramming her head into James' nose in the process. "What!" Mary screamed.
"I said get out of my house whore. I pay the rent you don't like me then get out."
"I… Fuck you James! Fuck you!" Mary Slammed the door as she left. With the sound of the door slamming Mary could swear she almost heard James crying and mumbling about actually wanting children. Then again maybe that was all wishful thinking on Mary's part.
Mary ran to David's house and slammed on his door several times until he finally answered. "Yeah? Who is it?" David's voice issued from behind the door. With the sound of his voice Mary could only cry louder. There was a sound of clicking like someone unlatching a lock and the door opened.
David stood there looking at Mary expectantly. Mary knew he expected her to hug him crying on his shoulders but Mary felt to guilty to even touch him. How could he still love her after he knew about her husband and with what she was going to tell him next how could he continue to love her.
"Mary?" David looked at her confused. "What's wrong? He hit you? He hit you did he? I'll kill him if he hit you Mary just tell me what happened."
Mary looked up at him tears streaming down her cheeks. She could taste the saltiness of each tear as it landed on her lips. "David. I…" Mary almost couldn't say it. "Please don't…don't hate me David."
"Mary I couldn't." David looked at her sadly.
"David I'm pregnant." Mary felt herself turn ghost white as she said it. God How did it all come to this?
"What!"
"I'm pregnant."
"With that fucker's baby right? It has to be we never… Fuck, fuuuck."
"What am I going to do David? I…I have to stop treatments to keep it alive. I've already talked to the doctors about it." How did she not tell anyone before? Mary had not been sure wither to tell someone or not and now she just told it not to her husband who would love this news but the man she's having an affair with. 'What is wrong with me?' Mary thought.
"You've already talk to doctors! God Mary how long have you known?"
" Not long after I got back from the honeymoon. I think it happened during the honeymoon."
"What? Does James know? I assume he must he takes you to those doctors appointments."
Mary shook her head. "No… I…still pretend like I'm taking my medications."
"Jesus Mary. What are you going to do with it?"
"I…David could you…?" The thought trailed off as Mary's boat slammed into the warped dock. The rotten boat nearly collapsed with the impact. Mary was shocked back into the current situation. She jumped out of the boat just in time to what it sink to the bottom. The dock was almost black burned and warped like it had been around for hundreds of years. Mary wasn't sure if it was always like that or if it was part of the towns changes.
Mary walked up the creaking black dock toward the grass of the tiny island. A huge orangey yellow brown brick building loomed overhead like an evil rain cloud shadowing her everymove. "Is this…it?" Mary whispered.