Dorothy's Secret
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Last Chapter: Roger went to go visit Rosewater and found out what his intent was.
He told Dorothy and she threatened to kill Angel who was the link in
all of the madness. They came to agreeable terms but still were not
too pleased with the prospect of losing a child. But through it all they
were determined to make the best of the situation.
*Let me make a note. This story is going to start a few months after Roger's meeting with Rosewater*
Chapter 5: Friend or Foe?
" Master Roger? Master Roger are you awake yet?," Norman called. I groaned at the sound of
my name. Turning over, I attempted to ignore my annoying butler. I wrapped an arm around my now six month
pregnant fiance'. We had become engaged about two months ago for two reasons. One, because I love her more
than life itself and two because we didn't want the kids to ask too many questions. When I thought about my
children I became sad again. I hold Dorothy closer to me. There had to be a way to keep my son. Just the prospect
of him calling Rosewater 'Dad' made me ill. " Master Roger!!," Norman called again.
I was wide awake now so I could no longer ignore him. Reluctantly, I pulled myself away from Dorothy's
warm body. She grunted in protest but went back to sleep. Before I opened the door I put on my ususal attire. Why?
Because you never know who will stop by first thing in the morning. After fixing my hair into it's trademark style
I exited the room. Waiting on the other side of it was a very annoyed Norman. " What in bloody blazes was taking
you so long Master Roger? I could have been dying out here," he said. I chuckled at his over use of dramatics.
" But you weren't that's the good thing. Now, what were you waking me up for anyway?," I inquired.
He mumbled something under his breath but returned to his usual nature. " You have a client upstairs
waiting. The person asked me not to reveal their identitiy," he said. I nodded. " Fine. Send some coffee up to the
office if you please," I said. He bowed in respect. " Of course Master Roger," he said. He turned on his heel and
hurried off to the kitchen. I checked my clothes then headed up to the office. When I arrived I was surprised to
see who was waiting for me. I began to frown when my initial shock passed. " Angel," I stated. She turned around
with a sorrowful look in her eyes. Not only that, but her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and puffy and she
had tear marks lining her cheeks. I may not like her but I can't stand to see a woman upset.
I walked over to her form by the window. " What's wrong?," I asked. " Everything," she said. I forced
back a chuckle at the irony of this situation. " Everything is a little too broad of a problem. Start with when
everything went wrong," I said. She forced a bitter chuckle. " Your mocking me," she said. " A little considering
you did so to me whenever we met," I retorted. " Then I guess I deserve that along with everything else," she
said. Her depressing tone was starting to worry me. Not even the Angel I've met would feel this sorry for herself.
I ushered over to the couch and told her to sit down.
" Let's try this again. Tell me what's wrong," I said. She looked up at me with her puffy eyes clearing.
" It all started after you left that day. That's when I realized everything I had ever done was wrong. I mean,
stealing memories was one thing but stealing children was just wrong. I know that if I ever had children Rosewater
would have to kill me before I gave it up. Something I made with my love for another. Never would it leave my
care. That's why I was surprised when you gave the child up that easily. The only thing that I could think of was
that you had a plan to avoid giving your child away," she said. I blushed a little. " Actually, I don't and I've been
trying to think of one for about six months. The only one that I can think of is killing Rosewater," I admitted.
She smiled wryly. " The great negotiator doesn't have a plan. That's rich," she said. I frowned. " Did
you have an idea?," I inquired. " Truthfully no. Your idea was the only one I could think of as well. He did fire
me a few weeks ago so I wouldn't mind helping you," she said. That comment gained my attention. " You help
me?," I asked. " Yes. It's not like I haven't before," she said. I gave her a skeptical look. " Yeah but that was
only to help yourself," I retorted. " What makes you think this isn't helping myself now? The point is whenever
I did help you nothing happened and I never turned on you," she said. " Touche'. Okay, but on one condition," I
said. " Which is?," she asked. " We have to ask Dorothy. No offense but she doesn't trust you and she would
rather I killed you instead," I said.
Angel began to get a worried look on her face. I chuckled. " Worried Angel?," I asked. She frowned at
me. " No. Let's go see her then. I just happen to know pregnant women are evil women," she said. " Speaking
form experience?," I asked. " Yes," she said sadly. I turn to face her. Her eyes were beginning to form tears but
she blinked them away. " But that was a long time ago. Come on," she said.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*Author's Note*
( This part will be told in Angel's POV. Mainly because I feel that it is necessary to express her importance in the
story. Thought I should warn you just in case you couldn't figure out who it was at first.)
I followed Roger downstairs to the living room. He told me to wait there so he could go fetch Dorothy. I
took that opportunity to look around his place. The whole house was covered in black and marble. Black must be
his favorite color or it could just show his emotions. Dark and void. My thoughts then wonder to his android. Of
course he would want a porcelain statue to go in his abode. But no longer metal or frail is she. She is as close to
being human as she ever could be. Now even more so since she is carrying a child. His child.
I make my way back over to the plush black leather couch and sit down. How could an android be better
than me? How come he didn't want me? I suppose I wasn't good enough to fit into his perfect world. Even though
these feeling tear at me I will ignore them so I can help him. He was right though. I only help others to help myself.
If only he knew that this time it is different. What would he say to that? Would that change how he feels about me?
Probably not. More tears threatened to escape but I blink them away. I haven't cried in years and I don't plan on
starting now.
I sigh touching my now barren womb. I was pregnant once. With a man's child that I cared for deeply.
Roger reminded me a lot of him. Perhaps that's why I go out of my way to make his life hell. Then my baby. My
beautiful baby. A boy that had his eyes but my hair. A beautiful baby boy. Seth. But on that fateful night my life
was torn apart. My lover and baby were killed. Only I survived the terrible plight of the megaduce's before they
went to rest.
I felt a tear drop fall hot on my palm. My cheeks were wet with forgotten tears. When I looked up I saw
an old man holding a tissue in front of my face. It was Roger's butler Norman. I take the tissue and wipe my eyes
clean. " I say, beautiful women shouldn't cry. What troubles you Ms. Angel?," he asked. I smile kindly at the old
man depositing the tissue into the trash. " Nothing. It was long ago that's all. Demons of my past," I explain. He
accepts this answer and goes back to his chores. I avert my attention to the hallway Roger walked down when I
hear footsteps. As soon as I glance in that direction I see Roger and his fiance' walking through the door. Then
I see her.
Dorothy. She looks a lot more radiant now. She has human flesh and her expression is that of disgust. I
can't blame her for hating me. I hate myself too at times. Then my eyes stop at the swell in her belly that is
clearly visable even with the loose attire. Yes, she does carry twins within her womb. A boy and a girl if I am
correct. My eyes meet hers again with her look of distaste never fleeting. I smile at the young girl. " Hello
Ms. Dorothy," I said. She huffed but made no reply as she sat at the opposite side of me. Roger notes the tension
in the room but ignores it because of bigger and more important things. He walks to the center of the living room
so both of us can see him.
I smile to myself as I gaze at him. He is a truly beautiful man. I wonder how he is in bed? I break out of
my thoughts when he begins to speak. " Dorothy, I know you need your rest but I had to wake you up to inform
you of a decision I'm about to partake in," he said. I chuckle softly. Negotiator talk. He is very skilled with words
although I'm sure she knows that since he does murmer sweet nothings in her ear as they make love. She frowned
at her fiance'. " Cut the shit Roger, Tell me what she is doing here and what you are doing with her," she said
bluntly. Her eyes cut through me like a knife. Roger was right she does wish to kill me.
Roger sighed when he noticed our non-verbal exchange. " Fine. It's simple really. Angel has agreed to
help me kill Rosewater," he said. Her expression changed from that of fury to that of surprise. " Kill him. Why?
What will that solve?," she asked. " Simple. Once we kill him no harm will come to your children. Although it is
cruel it has to be done. Rosewater has done nothing but cause trouble for the people in the domes and outside
the domes. It's what he deserves. And besides, no womans' child should be taken away," I said. I was expecting
a argument from her but I heard nothing.
I glanced over to the red haired woman to see a compassionate gaze etched on her features. " Thank
you Angel. But if I hear that you betray Roger I will kill you myself," she said. I smiled at the woman. " I
understand. Roger is a rare find indeed. I would kill for him as well," I said. I looked over at Roger who nodded
in approval. Dorothy got up slowly since she had an extra weight on her slim figure now. I smiled. I remember
when I had to do that. Not too comfortable. Roger was about to assist her but she waved him off. " Get going
Roger. But make sure you come back in one piece," she said.
He smiled. He went to where she was and kissed her passionately. I turned away feeling as though I
was invading space. More silent tears slid down my face and I wiped them away quickly. A rare find indeed he
is. When Roger tapped me on the shoulder I knew it was time to go. I stole one more quick look at his pregnant
fiance' who was now walking down the hallway. She was the perfect one for him. Noticing that I fell behind I hurried
to catch up to Roger.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I watch from the balcony as Roger's black car leaves the garage carrying him and Angel. I cluched my
stomach as I felt my children grow restless. They know what's going on. A chill wind passes by causing me to
shiver. Warmth returned to me when I felt a cloak wrap around my shoulders. It was Norman who placed it there.
" Mistress Dorothy, you shouldn't be out here in your condition," he warned. I smiled. " I had to see Norman. I
had to see him even if he was in the car," I said. He smiled warmly at me before he ushered me into the mansion.
'Roger please make it back to me,' I prayed to myself.
TBC........
End chapter 5. Hey!!! Sorry it took so long for me to get this out. Finals can really hinder productivity. Anyway,
instead of bashing Angel I decided to make a deeper understanding for her. To get inside of her sick and twisted
mind and find a reasoning behind all of it. I also appreciate the reviews I got for this story. Keep them coming too.
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