Chapter 6: The Shock
Remy glanced back to Rogue, then back to Bella Donna, "what the fuck are you doing here?!" he demanded angrily, "can't you get it through your thick fucking skull I'm NOT comin' back?!"
Bella Donna was hugging herself against the cold, shivering, dripping water all over the porch, "can I come in?" she stammered.
Remy sighed and gestured for her to come inside, much to Rogue's disbelief.
"Remy, are you mad?! She had us both locked in a fucking room under her house!!" Rogue hissed.
Remy placed a gloved hand on Rogue's bare shoulder to hush her, he looked at Bella Donna, "What is it?"
"I need to talk with you, mon chere, most urgent."
"About?" Remy asked.
"I can't talk here…" Bella Donna replied, she looked at Rogue pointedly, "Its private."
"Whatever you need to say, tell me in front of her or don't tell me at all," Remy folded his arms.
Bella Donna gave a sigh, and in French, she said, "Je suis enceinte."
Remy looked as if he'd just been kicked in the teeth, his face full of shock, and horror, he looked at Rogue, "Go upstairs, I'll talk to you later…" he said quickly, he grabbed a hold of Bella Donna's arm and pulled her into the nearby Library, and he shut the door firmly, he looked at Bella Donna.
There was an awkward silence.
"What the FUCK do you mean you're pregnant?!" Remy burst at her.
Bella Donna looked away and shrugged, "I'm…pregnant."
"This is not true…you're making this up!" Remy yelled at her, "I refuse to believe this!"
Bella Donna had tears in her eyes, "Remy, I'm not makin' this up! I'm almost two months pregnant!" she yelled.
Remy sat down on one of the wooden chairs at the large mahogany table, head in his hands, "why are you doin' this to me?!" He demanded.
"I'm not doin' anything!" Bella Donna screamed at him, "do you think I wanted to get pregnant?!" she screamed, "do you think I wanted to be pregnant to a man who's slept with half of the Big Easy, and now sleepin' with a sixteen year old," Bella Donna walked over to the window that was slightly open, and glanced outside, the rain was pelting violently off of the glass, splattering softly on the windowsill.
Remy drew in a few deep breaths, wondering how he was going to deal with the situation.
"It takes two people to make a baby, Remy, you know that…"
Remy frowned, "do you think I'm stupid?! Bella Donna, you TOLD me you were on birth control!"
"Two years ago I was – I told you that I was on the pill two years ago, didn't you even THINK to ask if there was a slightest chance that I might have stopped!" she yelled at him.
Remy clenched his fists, he wanted to smack her, he felt as if this might be some plot so he might come back to her, all it was doing though was making him incredibly angry – and feeling violent. "Why the fuck did you stop takin' them?!"
"Because I didn't think I needed them!! You weren't around! You're the only boy I ever slept with! I didn't need them when you weren't there!" she hissed, "I didn't expect that night to happen, Remy, you were the one who wanted to sleep with me – so you and your little girlfriend had a way of escaping!"
"Why didn't you tell me then!!?" Remy demanded, his voice growing louder and louder.
"Because I thought it didn't matter!!! We were going to get married the next day!" she screamed at him, tears running down her face, she collapsed into a chair by the fire, her hair still soaking wet, dripping onto the tile floor, "I thought maybe that finally you were givin' in…and it wouldn't matter if I got pregnant, 'cause we'd be married, and we'd be livin' happily ever after, just like you always promised…"
Remy closed his eyes, tried to focus on channelling his anger elsewhere, the last thing he needed was losing control and trying to assault a pregnant woman. He drew his breath sharply.
"I…I've booked myself into a clinic…its…it's the reason I'm here," Bella Donna looked at him, "I just…I thought you should know…"
"You're telling me you're pregnant with MY child and then telling me you're gonna terminate it?! Don't I have a say?!" he stood up, nearly tripping over the leg of the table as he did.
"Remy, you're a fucking Thief, I'm an Assassin! You know what they'd do to us if we had a child out of marriage!"
Remy frowned, "What are you talking about?"
Bella Donna's voice faltered, "it's in the bylaws," she sighed, "neither Thief nor Assassin should have a child," she looked at him, "Unless there be a union of marriage…" she looked away, "haven't you ever read the history of the Guilds?"
"I have, but these bylaws…" Remy trailed off, "I never knew of these…"
Bella Donna sighed, and wondered nearer the fire, placing her hand on the mantle, staring into the flames, "once I start to show…my father, my grandfather, even my brothers…they'd be after you again…" Bella Donna looked at him, "They'd kill you…I know you've spent these last months avoidin' that very thing, but believe me, for this…they'd mutilate you…" Bella Donna turned back to the fire, "and then…I'd be exiled too…I have nowhere else to go, Remy. I had to come here to sort it out before it gets worse, one more month and it'll be too late to abort."
Remy drew his breath, his dreams seemed shattered again, the thought of having to be on the run again, the thought of having Rogue never love him again, and the thought of the guilt of having a child of his own die by termination, it was all too much for him to bear.
"You'll stay here…" Remy looked at her, "you'll have the baby, and you can go back to the Big Easy like nothin' ever happened, leave the kid with me…you can pretend it doesn't even exist…"
"Remy, this is impossible…despite how much I wish it were that easy, it would never work out!" Bella Donna shook her head, "I can't live here, not with you, and not after what I done…what about Rogue?! She'll kill me herself."
"Not if I tell her not to…" Remy sighed, "I'll sort something out with the professor, I'll speak to Rogue…I'll sort everything out…just…please, do not have an abortion…"
Bella Donna looked at him, "why can't you just love me again like you used to…"
"Because I never did," Remy sighed, and with that, left her in the library on her own.
Rogue was in Remy's bedroom when he arrived, she was sitting on his windowsill, watching the rain, hugging her knees to her chest, she didn't look happy, suddenly Remy realised that his bedroom windows were above the Library – and those windows had been opened, Rogue must have heard every word.
Remy looked at her, Rogue didn't look at him, she remained still staring out of the window. "I heard you yelling…I didn't hear everything," she responded, as if answering to his thoughts as if she could read them.
"She wants to have an abortion," Remy quietly stated, "I…don't want her to do that…"
"So what are you going to do?" Rogue asked.
"She'll live here until the baby is born…" Remy drew his breath, "I'll take the baby, she can go back to the Big Easy…everything will be fine…"
"Fine," Rogue said, as if it were a final statement to end their relationship.
Remy sat on his bed, head low, "I have a responsibility."
"What about your responsibility to me?" Rogue demanded, "the promises that you'd never hurt me again?" she asked, "how can me and you be together having her here for the next seven months?!" she demanded.
"We can, and will…"
"And what about when that child is born…Remy, she's never gonna wanna leave that child…" Rogue hissed, she pulled herself off of the windowsill and headed towards the door, "me and you might as well face it, we're through!"
"She will have nothing to do with the child," Remy stated firmly, "I will bring the baby up on my own…"
Rogue shook her head, "how do your plans involve me?" she asked.
"You…you'll be its step mother…" Remy tried desperately, plans coming to his head, he was frantic, trying to find a way to make everything work out.
"Stepmother?! I'm sixteen fucking years old, I'm not old enough to be a step mother, I'm not even old enough to be a mother, and you are in NO fit state to be a father to any child!" Rogue yelled at him. "What kind of life is this for a child?!" she gestured around her, "amongst mutants – that child would be in danger every day of its life, is that what you want?!"
"I have no fucking choice!" Remy felt tears come to his eyes, he suddenly felt trapped and helpless, all the stress of everything in his life beginning to come together to form one big hole he couldn't dig himself out of anymore.
"Well I do, I'm quitting us. It's clear it's never going to work, how many times have we tried and something has come between us? It's CLEAR we're not meant to be together!" Rogue opened the door.
"If we weren't meant to be together, we wouldn't feel the way we do!" he called out to her.
Rogue stopped, and looked over her shoulder at him, tears in her eyes, "just because we love each other doesn't mean its meant to be," she said, "if fate wanted us to be together why is all this happening?"
"To test us…" Remy broke down into tears, "things will always keep happenin' but if we don't fight them and quit then we'll never know how good we might have been…I don't think I can live if we aren't together, Chere…"
Rogue turned fully, "Remy, its over…" she sighed, tears still in her own eyes.
Remy dropped dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms around her stomach, "no…please…" he cried into her stomach, he could no longer contain any emotion, it all came out.
Rogue moved away, "I can't do this! I can't…its over!"
Remy collapsed on the carpeted floor into torrents of tears, it felt like his life was over.
The End (Or is it…?)