Chapter 6
Cheers to all of you who have reviewed. Most of them have been very helpful.
((AN)) I know someone who truly disgusted at Zia's condition right now, but it does happen you know. Pregnancy by rape. Gah, its disgusting, I know. I'm sorry to those who were revolted, I really am.
The next morning, Zia awoke slowly. She peered blearily around, and remembered she was in the lab. She signed. She had a feeling the next 8 months were going to be hell. She jumped up from the cot and quickly found some spare clothing in the closet. She changed out of her hospital gown and into the loose jeans, black tank top, and olive green hoodie. She looked down, suddenly. The dog. It was staring up at her with big black eyes, like a beaten puppy.
As she opened the medi-lab door to leave, the dog right at her side, she ran right into Beast, followed behind by Logan.
"Ah, glad to see you awake and up," said Beast cheerfully. "But I'm afraid you're not quite ready to leave yet, so if you would just turn around-"
"No," said Zia simply, cutting him off. "I can heal on my own."
"I'm sure you can," Beast began graciously, "But you need to stay here so I can make sure you're completely healed first."
Zia ignored this comment and shoved past him and Logan. Beast began to walk after her and called her name, alarmed, but she heard Logan holding him back and muttering something to him.
Zia moved quickly and silently down a stairway toward her room. Turning a corner, she ran headlong into Kurt and Jubilee.
"Liebchen! Ve vas just coming to see you!" Kurt said happily, although his eyes rested on her bandaged injuries hesitantly.
"Good. Have fun," Zia edged around him and walked quickly down the hallway. Kurt teleported right in front of her with a loud BAMF, with Jubilee running after him.
"But-"
"I don't want to talk to anyone right now,"
"Zia-"
"Kurt move,"
"I just-"
"I don't care, Kurt! I really don't care! Move!" she yelled. Jubilee and Kurt both gasped. Zia ignored them and headed to her room, slamming the door behind her.
She plopped down on her bed. Jubilee came in and gave her a look.
"You didn't have to be so mean, you know. We were only trying to be nice," she said.
Zia chose not to respond to this comment. Instead, she turned away from her, towards the wall. Jubilee edged closer cautiously.
"Was it…horrible in there?" she asked.
"I don't want to talk about it," responded Zia icily.
"Well, I'm here if you need to talk, okay?" said Jubilee hopefully. "About anything, really. Your time in there, how you're feeling, your baby-"
It happened so fast Zia didn't even see it coming herself. She flipped over and threw a sharp headed arrow at Jubilee's head. It landed with a nice THWACK, embedded in the wall behind Jubilee, narrowly missing her. Jubilee shrieked and ducked down. Zia was horrified.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it was an accident!" Zia was practically begging for forgiveness. "Please, I didn't mean to, it just happened-"
Jubilee was staring at her, looking terrified. Zia let out a dry gasp, and ran towards the door, and started running. The Prof and Jean immediately sensed her distress, and tried to contact her, but Zia put up her mental walls.
She didn't know where she was going, or why she was going anywhere. She also didn't know what she was doing, and why she was or wasn't doing it. This was happening too much lately.