Chapter Two: The plan
Author Note: I decited to make chapter one a little shorter, if you are wondering. So any of the people who read the first part already, yes, you have read this before. Don't stop though, there is more.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Maybe if I become rich enough off of my novels, in the near future, then I'll buy it. But right now, those wonderful people over in Japan own in. If you want to know who they are: Bandai, TV Ashi, and Sunrise
The Yuy's living room was at a stale mate. Hilde, Clint, and Duo, in that order at on a couch on one side of the coffee table as Mel-Anna, Relena, and Heero sat across. Heero intended on making this one big staring contest; he would of succeeded if Relena wasn't there to start off.
The color still hadn't returned to Clint's face. He sat there with a glazed expression, going over the truth of the matter. Mel was also frightened. She refused to sit next to her father. She tried to push herself as far into the corner of the couch as possible. She sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, her comforting posture. She tried to hide the threatening tears as they crashed against the dam of her eyelids. The flood gates were about to be opened though, and every once and a while, a stray tear would get though the defenses and carve a path down her once perfect skin, which now was on the edge of a brake out.
Relena was the one to break the extremely awkward silence. Her sweet and calm voice broke though the room like a knife though warm butter. The silence was divided, and the seemingly impenetrable void between the two families was breached. "I spoke to my sister-in-law about…" She searched for the right words, "the matter at hand." She decided was the softest way to put it, "We agreed that for the sake of the children that we should say that Mel was rapped."
Clint looked up from his silent thinking, "If you are saying that so that I don't have to take responsibility, it's okay. I'm fully prepared to take it."
Relena shook her head, "Clint, your eighteen."
He looked bewildered, Hilde decided to elaborate for those who weren't familiar with the law, "Mel's a minor Clint; this qualifies as statutory rape." Heero looked up at Relena, then to Clint, with a conspicuous look.
Even though Clint said it though clenched teeth, they all heard his muttered curse. He suddenly looked very scared, "Mom, I don't want to go to jail."
"I know honey, that is why we are going to say that Mel was raped. We can say that it happened when you were walking in the park, and that it was too dark for you to see what happened. They won't be able to find the 'suspect' so there will be nothing that the police can do."
"Why should we?" Heero said. "I say we tell the truth." Relena glared at him. "What?" He asked in defense, "It's statutory rape, Hilde said so herself. I say we send his sorry ass to jail."
Mel, livid, broke her silence, "Father stop. Clint didn't rape me, I was the one who wanted to do it in the first place, not him." Heero glared at her shocked, "It's true." She muttered.
"Mel! How could you!?" Heero yelled.
"Heero, stop."
"No Relena, I want to know."
Mel some how found the courage, "You really want to know father? It started as my Christmas present to Clint. I love him, and I wanted him to know. So I would let him have me in the back of his truck. Happy father?" She spit the spiteful words out.
Relena and Hilde both gasped. Clint hung his head with shame. Duo tried to hide his smile, for some reason he was getting joy out of seeing Heero so distraught. "My daughter is a dirty slut." Heero mumbled as he walked out of the room.
"Mr. Yuy I-" Clint started in defense of Mel.
"Clint, let him be. He'll calm down." Relena said.
The floodgates broke, the tears started once more down Mel's face. "I'm a dirty slut." She whispered though the sobs.
"No you aren't." Relena comforted.
Mel looked up to her mother. Suddenly she broke from her fetal position and ran from the room to the bathroom. The sounds of her vomiting could be heard. Clint stood and ran after her.
For another moment or two the three remaining parents stared at each other. Each one looked five years older then they had that morning. Shakily, Relena continued with the plan they had thought up.
Clint rubbed Mel's back comfortingly as she heaved in convulsions over the toilet. When she was done she stared to cry. She turned from the toilet and buried herself into Clint's chest. "Am I really a dirty slut Clint?" She asked.
"No, no you aren't."
"Don't lie to me Clint. I am aren't I? My father's right. I'm just a dirty slut with her bastard child."
"Stop that talk Mel." Clint said, he pulled her away and looked into her deep turquoise eyes with his own cobalt blues, "This isn't just your fault, it's both of ours. Please, let me take some of the blame instead of putting it all on yourself. We'll get though this, I know we will."
"Promise?" She asked.
"Promise."
Mel smiled sadly. Before she could utter another word she turned to the toilet again.
Duo and Hilde drove home silently that night from the upper class district to their own home a few miles away in a middle class section of the colony. Clint wanted to walk home, neither parent objected to the idea. He wanted to think, and they wanted to have the chance alone. Duo broke the silence a mile away from Heero's home. "Are you sure he isn't Quatre's?" He said.
"Duo." She said in a voice that showed that she was hurt by his very suggestion that she had cheated on him.
"I mean, cuz he's being all noble and responsible."
"Sweety, do you remember when I told you about Clint for the first time?"
He laughed dryly, "How could I forget?"
"Do you remember what you did?"
"You mean after I nearly passed out?"
"Remember how you wouldn't give into the temptation to leave me?"
"Well yeah, I wasn't going to run from my mistake."
"Exactly. Luckily for us, Clint seems to have inherited that trait."
"Yeah, he also knocked up his girlfriend like I did." Duo mumbled.
The sounds of gunfire echoed though the backyard. Relena walked over to Heero's side. She watched as he emptied the chamber of his glock all into the center of the furthest target. She waited until he had to reload. "I thought you might come here." She said.
"Hmph." Heero grunted as he continued to reload the gun.
"Heero, why did you say that to her?"
"What's wrong Relena, afraid of the truth?" He asked as he re-aimed the gun. He fired all six bullets consecutively into the target, each one hitting the bull's-eye.
"Stop it!" Relena yelled, "Jesus Heero! She is scared out of her freaking mind, you don't go and call her a slut. She's your own daughter for Christ's sake!"
"When I get my hands on him…" Heero didn't bother to reload all the bullets. He put in one and aimed it at the target that was cut in the shape of a man. He shot the bullet right though the head, light from one of the outdoor lamps poured in though the hole.
"I want you to apologize."
"To who?"
"You know to who, Heero. Now stop being an ass and be supportive."
"I don't believe her. You know she just made that up so that I wouldn't go after Clint again. It didn't work."
"Perhaps she did, I my self admire her courage. There were so many other ways she could have handled this Heero. She could of gone off and gotten an abortion and never told us. Her and Clint could of run off somewhere, never to be seen by us again. She could of never told us, and tried to hide her pregnancy from us. But she didn't Heero, she didn't. She took the right road, the hardest road, and told us. Can't you see how hard that was for her to do?"
"Why are you trying to justify it?"
"Because no good will come from ignoring the facts."
"The facts, Relena, are that our sixteen year old daughter was impregnated by the one guy I can't stand's eighteen year old son. The facts are that she defied our rules, and allowed this to happen. The facts are that she can never again be called my daughter."
Author Note: I decited to make chapter one a little shorter, if you are wondering. So any of the people who read the first part already, yes, you have read this before. Don't stop though, there is more.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Maybe if I become rich enough off of my novels, in the near future, then I'll buy it. But right now, those wonderful people over in Japan own in. If you want to know who they are: Bandai, TV Ashi, and Sunrise
The Yuy's living room was at a stale mate. Hilde, Clint, and Duo, in that order at on a couch on one side of the coffee table as Mel-Anna, Relena, and Heero sat across. Heero intended on making this one big staring contest; he would of succeeded if Relena wasn't there to start off.
The color still hadn't returned to Clint's face. He sat there with a glazed expression, going over the truth of the matter. Mel was also frightened. She refused to sit next to her father. She tried to push herself as far into the corner of the couch as possible. She sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, her comforting posture. She tried to hide the threatening tears as they crashed against the dam of her eyelids. The flood gates were about to be opened though, and every once and a while, a stray tear would get though the defenses and carve a path down her once perfect skin, which now was on the edge of a brake out.
Relena was the one to break the extremely awkward silence. Her sweet and calm voice broke though the room like a knife though warm butter. The silence was divided, and the seemingly impenetrable void between the two families was breached. "I spoke to my sister-in-law about…" She searched for the right words, "the matter at hand." She decided was the softest way to put it, "We agreed that for the sake of the children that we should say that Mel was rapped."
Clint looked up from his silent thinking, "If you are saying that so that I don't have to take responsibility, it's okay. I'm fully prepared to take it."
Relena shook her head, "Clint, your eighteen."
He looked bewildered, Hilde decided to elaborate for those who weren't familiar with the law, "Mel's a minor Clint; this qualifies as statutory rape." Heero looked up at Relena, then to Clint, with a conspicuous look.
Even though Clint said it though clenched teeth, they all heard his muttered curse. He suddenly looked very scared, "Mom, I don't want to go to jail."
"I know honey, that is why we are going to say that Mel was raped. We can say that it happened when you were walking in the park, and that it was too dark for you to see what happened. They won't be able to find the 'suspect' so there will be nothing that the police can do."
"Why should we?" Heero said. "I say we tell the truth." Relena glared at him. "What?" He asked in defense, "It's statutory rape, Hilde said so herself. I say we send his sorry ass to jail."
Mel, livid, broke her silence, "Father stop. Clint didn't rape me, I was the one who wanted to do it in the first place, not him." Heero glared at her shocked, "It's true." She muttered.
"Mel! How could you!?" Heero yelled.
"Heero, stop."
"No Relena, I want to know."
Mel some how found the courage, "You really want to know father? It started as my Christmas present to Clint. I love him, and I wanted him to know. So I would let him have me in the back of his truck. Happy father?" She spit the spiteful words out.
Relena and Hilde both gasped. Clint hung his head with shame. Duo tried to hide his smile, for some reason he was getting joy out of seeing Heero so distraught. "My daughter is a dirty slut." Heero mumbled as he walked out of the room.
"Mr. Yuy I-" Clint started in defense of Mel.
"Clint, let him be. He'll calm down." Relena said.
The floodgates broke, the tears started once more down Mel's face. "I'm a dirty slut." She whispered though the sobs.
"No you aren't." Relena comforted.
Mel looked up to her mother. Suddenly she broke from her fetal position and ran from the room to the bathroom. The sounds of her vomiting could be heard. Clint stood and ran after her.
For another moment or two the three remaining parents stared at each other. Each one looked five years older then they had that morning. Shakily, Relena continued with the plan they had thought up.
Clint rubbed Mel's back comfortingly as she heaved in convulsions over the toilet. When she was done she stared to cry. She turned from the toilet and buried herself into Clint's chest. "Am I really a dirty slut Clint?" She asked.
"No, no you aren't."
"Don't lie to me Clint. I am aren't I? My father's right. I'm just a dirty slut with her bastard child."
"Stop that talk Mel." Clint said, he pulled her away and looked into her deep turquoise eyes with his own cobalt blues, "This isn't just your fault, it's both of ours. Please, let me take some of the blame instead of putting it all on yourself. We'll get though this, I know we will."
"Promise?" She asked.
"Promise."
Mel smiled sadly. Before she could utter another word she turned to the toilet again.
Duo and Hilde drove home silently that night from the upper class district to their own home a few miles away in a middle class section of the colony. Clint wanted to walk home, neither parent objected to the idea. He wanted to think, and they wanted to have the chance alone. Duo broke the silence a mile away from Heero's home. "Are you sure he isn't Quatre's?" He said.
"Duo." She said in a voice that showed that she was hurt by his very suggestion that she had cheated on him.
"I mean, cuz he's being all noble and responsible."
"Sweety, do you remember when I told you about Clint for the first time?"
He laughed dryly, "How could I forget?"
"Do you remember what you did?"
"You mean after I nearly passed out?"
"Remember how you wouldn't give into the temptation to leave me?"
"Well yeah, I wasn't going to run from my mistake."
"Exactly. Luckily for us, Clint seems to have inherited that trait."
"Yeah, he also knocked up his girlfriend like I did." Duo mumbled.
The sounds of gunfire echoed though the backyard. Relena walked over to Heero's side. She watched as he emptied the chamber of his glock all into the center of the furthest target. She waited until he had to reload. "I thought you might come here." She said.
"Hmph." Heero grunted as he continued to reload the gun.
"Heero, why did you say that to her?"
"What's wrong Relena, afraid of the truth?" He asked as he re-aimed the gun. He fired all six bullets consecutively into the target, each one hitting the bull's-eye.
"Stop it!" Relena yelled, "Jesus Heero! She is scared out of her freaking mind, you don't go and call her a slut. She's your own daughter for Christ's sake!"
"When I get my hands on him…" Heero didn't bother to reload all the bullets. He put in one and aimed it at the target that was cut in the shape of a man. He shot the bullet right though the head, light from one of the outdoor lamps poured in though the hole.
"I want you to apologize."
"To who?"
"You know to who, Heero. Now stop being an ass and be supportive."
"I don't believe her. You know she just made that up so that I wouldn't go after Clint again. It didn't work."
"Perhaps she did, I my self admire her courage. There were so many other ways she could have handled this Heero. She could of gone off and gotten an abortion and never told us. Her and Clint could of run off somewhere, never to be seen by us again. She could of never told us, and tried to hide her pregnancy from us. But she didn't Heero, she didn't. She took the right road, the hardest road, and told us. Can't you see how hard that was for her to do?"
"Why are you trying to justify it?"
"Because no good will come from ignoring the facts."
"The facts, Relena, are that our sixteen year old daughter was impregnated by the one guy I can't stand's eighteen year old son. The facts are that she defied our rules, and allowed this to happen. The facts are that she can never again be called my daughter."
