I'm very happy with the reviews I've been getting, their more involved with the story, instead of the demanding of updating, which only tells me that you enjoy reading. I was so sad with what I did that I'm punishing myself by repeating The Freashmen by The Verve Pipe. So here is the next chapter.
Shesat up in the hospitable bed, her eyes faded of all shining light; the doctors kept observe her, making sure she would recover. Tears not fallen started filling her blue eyes, remembering that she had just lost her son. Why does the sun go on shining? Why do the birds go on singing? Waking up in the morning she wondered why everything was the same as it was. She couldn't understand why life was going on the way it did. Why did her heart go on beating, why did her eyes cry, didn't they know it was the end of the world? She had just lost her only child. She had lost her baby because of her stupid mistake. Tears slipped silently down her face and she didn't bother to wipe them, because she wasn't going to stop crying. The door opened too quickly, enough to surprise her as more tears slid down her face. It was Aki. What was she going to tell him, what she was…? He grabbed her around the arms brutally pulling her forward, close to his face. His eyes were dark and clouded with rage. "Do you know what they did this morning, do you have any idea what they said to me?" he snapped, making fear fill her dazzling blue eyes clouded by tears, she whimpered under his grasp. He was hurting her. "Do you know that they told me," his voice began to crack, "my son was dead?" his yell came to a whisper as he repeated, "my son is dead, Téa."
She didn't know what to say to him, he was scaring her, hurting her, telling her things she already knew. Aki's rage spiked again when all she did was quiver her bottom lip and whimper. "Are you even listening you me! You killed my son! You killed him. They doctors burst into the room, two male nurses grabbed Aki around the wrists, prying his hands off her shoulders and dragging him out of the room screaming. "You killed Cole, You killed my son!"
"He's my son, too." She whispered, chocking on her tears.
"Miss Gardner, I'm sorry." Her doctor told her, looking down at his clipboard. He moved closer to her. "Do you need anything?" she shook her head, what could he do? What could anyone do for this undying pain that shattered her poor heart? She felt as though she could die. "I have something to ell you. It's not much, but I think it'll relieve the pain you feel."
"Nothing could do that, you heard him. I killed my only child."
"I don't know the man, Miss Gardner, but I do believe he doesn't mean it. He just lost his son, it can snap anyone's nerves, and people deal with the loss of a loved one very differently." She just looked at him; suddenly she cupped her face in both hands and cried. He touched her shoulder. "I want you too know that you didn't lose your child." She looked at him, confusion written on her face. "Your child… survived." He touched her lightly on the stomach, raising his eyebrows. Her eyes widen slightly and she looked from his hand to his face. He removed his hand and nodded. She gasped, her fingers gingerly touching her lips. He walked away, giving her some alone time, the moment he shut the door it opened a few seconds later, shock still visible on her features. Seto's child had survived, her baby boy died and their child survived. She looked at him, his face fused with sorrow and confusion. He shut the door behind him slowly and made his way over to him. He hesitantly touched her shoulder and she embraced him crying out loud, tears escaping. He held her back and bowed his head, blue eyes closing. He breathed a sigh, she was alive and he loved her more than ever.
He let her cry until she was all cried out for the day, let her hold him in silence until she could manage a word. "Seto… I'm pregnant… our baby survived… but Cole—" She wept and he shushed her.
"I know. You don't have to mention it if the pain is still fresh." She nodded, drying her pale face. He reached for her hand, running his fingers over her. Her son was dead and… he was going to be a father. He sighed and wrapped her in his arms as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Aki blames me."
"It wasn't your fault."
"But it was! I wasn't paying attention, I was distracted and I went before the light was green. My son is dead and it's my fault. I wish… I wish I could go back and change." She sniffed, trying to restrain her tears.
"What do you want to do?"
"A funeral, I want to be able to bury my son." She inhaled and let go of him, pulling back. Seto nodded and touched her face. Blue locked with blue. He put both his hands tentatively on her face and kissed her. She squeezed her eyes shut, holding them closed when he finally pulled away.
"I'm glad you're okay, I don't know what I do without you Téa. I don't… I don't know how I'd go on without you."
"You seemed okay before we even could stand each other."
"Don't say that… don't mock my feelings, they aren't easily given out."
"I'm sorry Seto, it's just I lost my Cole."
"I know that Téa, the pain just doesn't hurt you… I have a heart and I did love that little boy, because he was a part of you… because he was a good kid. But I want to marry you Téa and I want us to raise our child together. I want to be with you."
"I want that too, but—" Seto nodded and stood.
"I'm going to go home, for Mokuba." He turned and began to leave.
Téa quickly grabbed his arm and he looked back at her. How many times had those tears traced down her face? "Please… don't leave me alone? I couldn't bear it. I wanna go home." He sat back down and enveloped her in his arms again.