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Veronica walked slowly up the stairs and into Millie's room, cradling Millie in her arms. Damon followed close behind her and aided his wife in singing their newborn daughter to sleep for the first time.
Veronica had not fully forgiven Damon for the incident at the hospital the night that Millie was born and Nicholas had not made it through. She thought of their argument that night and how different nurses had come in through the night to make sure that they had not killed themselves. Instead of tears of joy and happiness filling the room, tears of fury, anger, and hate filled the room along with much yelling.
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"Damnit Damon, you've upset my father," said Veronica angrily, shutting the door behind her.
"I'm glad I did," said Damon, placing his hands behind his head and leaning back against the sofa that was in the room. "He didn't deserve the right to tell you that everything would be alright when everything won't be alright. He just doesn't understand what we're going through."
"HELLO DUMBASS! YOU WERE AT MY MOTHER'S FUNERAL WERE YOU NOT?!"
"No need to yell. And why the use of such names all of a sudden?"
"You are a real expert at pissing me off, you do realize this right? My mother was kidnapped and found dead in the desert, killed for no good reason. I just found out that I had a twin when I was born, and you wanna know what happened to that twin?"
"What happened?" asked Damon sarcastically.
"My twin died. That was the beginning of my father's pain, and my mother's murder was just the icing on the cake. Everyone told him everything would be alright, and they didn't understand his pain, not even Uncle Vash of Aunt Meryl. My mother was close to them, but not as close as she was to my father. He knows what pain is like, and you had no right to say that he doesn't understand my pain."
"I still think he had no right to..."
"FUCK DAMON! He looked death straight in the face, but death didn't overcome him. He suffered from bullet wounds and a severe loss of blood, but after a year he returned to my mother."
"When did he tell you this? Was it outside during your pity talk?"
"He told me that when Mom died. Damnit, why are you such an egotistical jerk all of a sudden? You're not the man I married."
"Veronica, my son just died..."
"You act like you're the only fucking one who lost a damned child!"
"Watch it Veronica. There are other people in this hospital you know?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Was I getting too loud? I'll quiet down."
"Yeah, you're really hurting my ears."
"DAMON STOP BEING SUCH AN EGOTISTICAL ASSHOLE! I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE OF YOU AND YOUR ALL ABOUT ME SHIT! I'VE HAD ENOUGH! I'M LEAVING!"
"Veronica, calm down..."
"NO, I WON'T CALM DOWN, DAMNIT!"
"Is everything okay in here?" asked a voice outside of the door. Veronica turned and walked to the door, opening it up to the nurse standing out in the hallway.
"Yeah, everything is fine; we're just upset about our child's death, that's all."
"Well, please keep the noise level down to a minimum. Other patients are trying to rest."
"I will."
Veronica shut the door and turned to face her husband, anger still in her eyes.
"Sit down and shut up, you're disturbing everyone's peace."
"Don't you dare tell me to sit down and shut up ever again. I'm getting my stuff and leaving. I can't be in the same room with you any longer."
"I'll go on home."
"Oh no you won't. My father is there and you are not staying in the same house with him. Go to a hotel or something, I can't be bothered, just get out."
Damon got up off of the sofa and grabbed his coat, opening the door and walking out into the hallway, turning his head to look at Veronica.
"I love you," he whispered, closing the door behind him.
At this point, Veronica didn't care if he brought a whore in off of the streets and fucked the girl in front of her, just as long as he left her alone. She was happy to be in the peace and quiet of her room once again.
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"Veronica, you should be relaxing," whispered Damon.
"What do you care?" asked Veronica, turning and leaving the room. She walked downstairs to the living room and stood outside of the door, wiping away the tears that had formed in her eyes.
Why was she crying when she had her newborn child in the house? Why wasn't she happy? Divorce was sounding nice at this point in time.
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Wolfwood sat in the living room alone, waiting for Veronica to join him and hoping that Damon would all off of a cliff and break his neck. He decided after five minutes of waiting to call Vash and tell him the news. He picked up the phone and dialed Vash's number, waiting patiently for someone to answer.
"Hello?" asked a familiar voice.
"Vash?" asked Wolfwood.
"This is he. May I ask whose calling?"
"It's me, Wolfwood."
"Wolfwood, how are you?"
"I'm fine, and you?"
"Couldn't be better. Where are you?"
"I'm at Veronica's house in January."
"How is she? Has she had the baby?"
"Slow down, Tongari. She's doing fine and yes, she had the baby, or should I say babies."
"She had twins?"
"Yeah, but there was a tragedy."
"What happened? Oh God, don't tell me..."
"It obviously passed onto Veronica. The same thing happened to her as happened to Millie and I those twenty years ago."
"Is Veronica okay?"
"She's fine, a bit shaken up, but whom here isn't?"
"How are you taking it?"
"I'm fine now."
"What did she name them?"
"Well, the girl was named after Millie, somewhat, and the boy was fully named after me, Nicholas D. Wolfwood Bonarie."
"I'm glad to hear that you all are doing well. Tell Veronica that I said congratulations and that I love her."
"I'll do that."
"By the way, I have some news of my own."
"What's that?"
"I'm married?"
"What the...you married Meryl and you didn't tell me that this would be happening?"
"Relax, I didn't marry Meryl."
"If you didn't marry Meryl, then who did you marry?"
"I married this girl I just met recently named Saria."
"Always jumping the gun, eh Tongari? Well, congratulations."
"Thanks Wolfwood. Well, sorry to cut it short, but we are expected at Knives' place soon."
"One last thing before you go. What ever happened to Meryl?"
"Oh, she and Knives are engaged now."
"Ah, I see. Well, you'd better get goin Tongari. I'll call you when I'm back in town."
"Alright. Talk to you soon, bye!"
"Bye." Wolfwood waited for the soft click at the other end of the line before he hung up the phone.
Veronica walked into the living room and sat down next to Wolfwood, resting her head on his shoulder, tears still in her eyes. Wolfwood glanced at his daughter out of the corner of his eye and sighed before he spoke, choosing his words wisely.
"Where's Damon?" he asked, hoping that he wasn't still a bitter subject.
"Upstairs with Millie," replied Veronica, heavily sighing as she closed her eyes and allowed tears to flow from her eyes.
"What's the matter cupcake?"
"Damon and I had a fight the night that Nicholas died and there were some things said, mean and hurtful things, and he just doesn't seem like he's the man I married Daddy. I started thinking about divorce and..."
"No, that's never the answer Veronica. Couples have their arguments and fights from time to time, but they make it through."
"But Daddy, Damon said some mean and hurtful things to you."
"He was upset Veronica, and I understand. Look, I don't know the extent of your argument that night with him, but you can't give up so easily and think that divorce is the right answer. You and Damon were brought together in marriage in good times and in bad, and now is the bad time for you both.
"He's probably hurting inside right now, and I don't blame him for lashing out at me, although I didn't appreciate what was said to me. Veronica, you have to forgive him whether you like it or not. I know that it will be tough to, but you have to do it."
"I know, I know, it's just that...oh never mind. I'm dropping it. By the way, who were you talking to before I walked into the room?"
"I was talking to Vash."
"Uncle Vash? How is he doing?"
"He's fine. He just got married."
"To who? Aunt Meryl?"
"No, he married some girl named Saria."
"What happened to Aunt Meryl?"
"She's engaged to Vash's brother now."
"Oh well."
"He told me to give you his love and congratulate you on the baby."
"Tell him that I'll bring Millie to December soon and visit him when you talk to him again. Oh, and tell him that I want him and his wife to come to Millie's christening in a couple of months."
"I will."
"Well, if you don't mind, I'm going to go to bed and get some sleep."
"You do that. Sleep tight."
"I love you Daddy."
"I love you too Veronica."
Veronica kissed Wolfwood on his cheek and rose from the sofa, walking out of the room and leaving Wolfwood alone once again. He decided to kick back and take a nap himself before Millie woke up crying relentlessly. He fell into an uneasy sleep, dreaming of faceless shadows encircling him in a land of death and despair.
Why did this place seem to haunt his dreams now? Was it because of all of his depression rising inside of him?
He wandered around in the darkness until he came across two faceless figures standing across from each other, one taller than the other, tension between them evident. He could barely see the movements of the two people, but he saw one pull out a gun and aim at the other. A gunshot was heard and the taller of the two fell to the ground, becoming motionless as he fell.
The area Wolfwood was standing in became full blood and...roses? Why were roses floating around ever so delicately when someone had just been shot? Who was just shot and killed right before his eyes? Why did it seem that everywhere he went death followed?
This truly was the Hell that Nicholas D. Wolfwood was living.
A/N: Wow, this chapter came out better than I expected, well the end at least. Thanks for the reviews...please keep them coming. I'm updating as often as I can right now, but hopefully if I pull some long nights I can get this thing finished.
I know that dialogue can get quite boring, but in this chapter it was essential to move the story along, otherwise it would have, in my mind, completely and utterly terrible. Anyways...onto chapter 22!!!
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Veronica walked slowly up the stairs and into Millie's room, cradling Millie in her arms. Damon followed close behind her and aided his wife in singing their newborn daughter to sleep for the first time.
Veronica had not fully forgiven Damon for the incident at the hospital the night that Millie was born and Nicholas had not made it through. She thought of their argument that night and how different nurses had come in through the night to make sure that they had not killed themselves. Instead of tears of joy and happiness filling the room, tears of fury, anger, and hate filled the room along with much yelling.
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"Damnit Damon, you've upset my father," said Veronica angrily, shutting the door behind her.
"I'm glad I did," said Damon, placing his hands behind his head and leaning back against the sofa that was in the room. "He didn't deserve the right to tell you that everything would be alright when everything won't be alright. He just doesn't understand what we're going through."
"HELLO DUMBASS! YOU WERE AT MY MOTHER'S FUNERAL WERE YOU NOT?!"
"No need to yell. And why the use of such names all of a sudden?"
"You are a real expert at pissing me off, you do realize this right? My mother was kidnapped and found dead in the desert, killed for no good reason. I just found out that I had a twin when I was born, and you wanna know what happened to that twin?"
"What happened?" asked Damon sarcastically.
"My twin died. That was the beginning of my father's pain, and my mother's murder was just the icing on the cake. Everyone told him everything would be alright, and they didn't understand his pain, not even Uncle Vash of Aunt Meryl. My mother was close to them, but not as close as she was to my father. He knows what pain is like, and you had no right to say that he doesn't understand my pain."
"I still think he had no right to..."
"FUCK DAMON! He looked death straight in the face, but death didn't overcome him. He suffered from bullet wounds and a severe loss of blood, but after a year he returned to my mother."
"When did he tell you this? Was it outside during your pity talk?"
"He told me that when Mom died. Damnit, why are you such an egotistical jerk all of a sudden? You're not the man I married."
"Veronica, my son just died..."
"You act like you're the only fucking one who lost a damned child!"
"Watch it Veronica. There are other people in this hospital you know?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Was I getting too loud? I'll quiet down."
"Yeah, you're really hurting my ears."
"DAMON STOP BEING SUCH AN EGOTISTICAL ASSHOLE! I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE OF YOU AND YOUR ALL ABOUT ME SHIT! I'VE HAD ENOUGH! I'M LEAVING!"
"Veronica, calm down..."
"NO, I WON'T CALM DOWN, DAMNIT!"
"Is everything okay in here?" asked a voice outside of the door. Veronica turned and walked to the door, opening it up to the nurse standing out in the hallway.
"Yeah, everything is fine; we're just upset about our child's death, that's all."
"Well, please keep the noise level down to a minimum. Other patients are trying to rest."
"I will."
Veronica shut the door and turned to face her husband, anger still in her eyes.
"Sit down and shut up, you're disturbing everyone's peace."
"Don't you dare tell me to sit down and shut up ever again. I'm getting my stuff and leaving. I can't be in the same room with you any longer."
"I'll go on home."
"Oh no you won't. My father is there and you are not staying in the same house with him. Go to a hotel or something, I can't be bothered, just get out."
Damon got up off of the sofa and grabbed his coat, opening the door and walking out into the hallway, turning his head to look at Veronica.
"I love you," he whispered, closing the door behind him.
At this point, Veronica didn't care if he brought a whore in off of the streets and fucked the girl in front of her, just as long as he left her alone. She was happy to be in the peace and quiet of her room once again.
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"Veronica, you should be relaxing," whispered Damon.
"What do you care?" asked Veronica, turning and leaving the room. She walked downstairs to the living room and stood outside of the door, wiping away the tears that had formed in her eyes.
Why was she crying when she had her newborn child in the house? Why wasn't she happy? Divorce was sounding nice at this point in time.
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Wolfwood sat in the living room alone, waiting for Veronica to join him and hoping that Damon would all off of a cliff and break his neck. He decided after five minutes of waiting to call Vash and tell him the news. He picked up the phone and dialed Vash's number, waiting patiently for someone to answer.
"Hello?" asked a familiar voice.
"Vash?" asked Wolfwood.
"This is he. May I ask whose calling?"
"It's me, Wolfwood."
"Wolfwood, how are you?"
"I'm fine, and you?"
"Couldn't be better. Where are you?"
"I'm at Veronica's house in January."
"How is she? Has she had the baby?"
"Slow down, Tongari. She's doing fine and yes, she had the baby, or should I say babies."
"She had twins?"
"Yeah, but there was a tragedy."
"What happened? Oh God, don't tell me..."
"It obviously passed onto Veronica. The same thing happened to her as happened to Millie and I those twenty years ago."
"Is Veronica okay?"
"She's fine, a bit shaken up, but whom here isn't?"
"How are you taking it?"
"I'm fine now."
"What did she name them?"
"Well, the girl was named after Millie, somewhat, and the boy was fully named after me, Nicholas D. Wolfwood Bonarie."
"I'm glad to hear that you all are doing well. Tell Veronica that I said congratulations and that I love her."
"I'll do that."
"By the way, I have some news of my own."
"What's that?"
"I'm married?"
"What the...you married Meryl and you didn't tell me that this would be happening?"
"Relax, I didn't marry Meryl."
"If you didn't marry Meryl, then who did you marry?"
"I married this girl I just met recently named Saria."
"Always jumping the gun, eh Tongari? Well, congratulations."
"Thanks Wolfwood. Well, sorry to cut it short, but we are expected at Knives' place soon."
"One last thing before you go. What ever happened to Meryl?"
"Oh, she and Knives are engaged now."
"Ah, I see. Well, you'd better get goin Tongari. I'll call you when I'm back in town."
"Alright. Talk to you soon, bye!"
"Bye." Wolfwood waited for the soft click at the other end of the line before he hung up the phone.
Veronica walked into the living room and sat down next to Wolfwood, resting her head on his shoulder, tears still in her eyes. Wolfwood glanced at his daughter out of the corner of his eye and sighed before he spoke, choosing his words wisely.
"Where's Damon?" he asked, hoping that he wasn't still a bitter subject.
"Upstairs with Millie," replied Veronica, heavily sighing as she closed her eyes and allowed tears to flow from her eyes.
"What's the matter cupcake?"
"Damon and I had a fight the night that Nicholas died and there were some things said, mean and hurtful things, and he just doesn't seem like he's the man I married Daddy. I started thinking about divorce and..."
"No, that's never the answer Veronica. Couples have their arguments and fights from time to time, but they make it through."
"But Daddy, Damon said some mean and hurtful things to you."
"He was upset Veronica, and I understand. Look, I don't know the extent of your argument that night with him, but you can't give up so easily and think that divorce is the right answer. You and Damon were brought together in marriage in good times and in bad, and now is the bad time for you both.
"He's probably hurting inside right now, and I don't blame him for lashing out at me, although I didn't appreciate what was said to me. Veronica, you have to forgive him whether you like it or not. I know that it will be tough to, but you have to do it."
"I know, I know, it's just that...oh never mind. I'm dropping it. By the way, who were you talking to before I walked into the room?"
"I was talking to Vash."
"Uncle Vash? How is he doing?"
"He's fine. He just got married."
"To who? Aunt Meryl?"
"No, he married some girl named Saria."
"What happened to Aunt Meryl?"
"She's engaged to Vash's brother now."
"Oh well."
"He told me to give you his love and congratulate you on the baby."
"Tell him that I'll bring Millie to December soon and visit him when you talk to him again. Oh, and tell him that I want him and his wife to come to Millie's christening in a couple of months."
"I will."
"Well, if you don't mind, I'm going to go to bed and get some sleep."
"You do that. Sleep tight."
"I love you Daddy."
"I love you too Veronica."
Veronica kissed Wolfwood on his cheek and rose from the sofa, walking out of the room and leaving Wolfwood alone once again. He decided to kick back and take a nap himself before Millie woke up crying relentlessly. He fell into an uneasy sleep, dreaming of faceless shadows encircling him in a land of death and despair.
Why did this place seem to haunt his dreams now? Was it because of all of his depression rising inside of him?
He wandered around in the darkness until he came across two faceless figures standing across from each other, one taller than the other, tension between them evident. He could barely see the movements of the two people, but he saw one pull out a gun and aim at the other. A gunshot was heard and the taller of the two fell to the ground, becoming motionless as he fell.
The area Wolfwood was standing in became full blood and...roses? Why were roses floating around ever so delicately when someone had just been shot? Who was just shot and killed right before his eyes? Why did it seem that everywhere he went death followed?
This truly was the Hell that Nicholas D. Wolfwood was living.
A/N: Wow, this chapter came out better than I expected, well the end at least. Thanks for the reviews...please keep them coming. I'm updating as often as I can right now, but hopefully if I pull some long nights I can get this thing finished.
I know that dialogue can get quite boring, but in this chapter it was essential to move the story along, otherwise it would have, in my mind, completely and utterly terrible. Anyways...onto chapter 22!!!