"My balls are just fine! Aren't they?"
"Yes, honey. They're just fine.."
...
Somehow, Vincent wished he had gone home, quickly and not to endure another few shifts to go through, again. Than to be here at this moment and clutchering up at the chart. Mostly the patient's own chart with a wince.
His balls got chopped off. Oh Boy..
But this time, he went through an living check-up with a man that could've had been himself. If it wasn't for Angela whom dragged him through it. And here he was when he was supposed to go home now and to be with his pregnant wife, he was now dealing with a patient that has woken from surgery and looked pissed as he wanted to take off his own tied IV here. Couldn't agree more than that, through.
"So, to be perfectly clear here, you've gotten here for?"
"My wife had attacked me. My own balls, exactly. Chopped them." The man with tousled dark hair had groaned with disgust as his blond haired and stunning girlfriend stood by his side, despite the ring he had on his fourth finger through his left hand here. But might get rid of it in anytime soon. The guy looked pissed from what Vincent had thought back. While the blond haired woman who wore a dgreen leathered jacket along with a blue dress and high heels here, looked concerned here. But he still hadn't felt the guy deserved her attechement, so..He wouldn't be giving him his way of saying this I'm so sorry for your thing issue.
No, kidding man.
"No, kidding man.."
"Vincent.." Angela had warned him when he waved off as the man in the bed frowned at his disbelief.
"You don't believe me.." Had started the man in the bed with a frown when Vincent just shook his head, still not getting over it.
"It usually happens through movies, man. It never happened for real. So-" Vincent babblered up through his breath when the young man lifted up the sheet and shown him what he meant to say here. It took the ex-soldier's breath away for a second as he went into shock here. His eyes widen when he felt his jaw had dropped with shock. Too much as Angela had let out a big surprising gasp out of her mouth along with the blond haired woman here.Oh My God! Were quite the words he wished he used. When Vincent stood frozen like a statue or more like an total idiot, here. Oh Crap. One of this guy's balls had been chopped. Chopped. Gladly, he did survived the bleeding thanks to emergency surgery, but still. Felt like an half man here.
Oh God.
That guy's ball had been chopped off and it was his own first time of ever being a witness to see it, now.
Not that he had been kickeed onto the jewels before, but cutting them, it was different matter. More of a scarring thingy now. And for good.
A man's worst nightmare. That guy's wife, or mostly soon to be ex had really done it. Cut of of his balls off. For what? For cheating onto her side or mostly the other way around? Vincent gulped up hard through his breath and felt his bones shivering here. Many questions were going through his mind if it wasn't for Angela whom told him to get a grip here.
"Hey dumbass, wake the hell up, here!" The patient had waved off as he woke up from his own reverie here. Nope, Keller. Don't even think about it, your balls are just fine here.. If so, then why did he felt the urge of turning onto grey and throw up.
"Ah? Oh, I'm sorry. Sorry, that I've passed out for a second. I think.." Vincent dropped the chart onto the left side of the bed and took hold of the sheet and lifted it up. When he winced through the image here. Oh crap. That gal had really done it! He could feel the shame and humiliation here. Poor guy. Unless the guy had asked for it. He hadn't heard much of the news but he had heard that some guy had been sent here after a dispute with his wife had turned out to be deadly. Close to it, but still. Heard the guy had gotten his balls cut off, according from these two male detectives Valdez and Stamatakis, from the 125th precinct, whom witnessed the scene and sent the paramedics up over there when they had seen the grossome scene. And for the wife? Must she be under custody or stated as a crazy woman? Infidelity had been one of the reasons of trying to kill the guy?
"Oh Boy, she really didn't missed her shot here. As I can see.." He gulped hard at the sight here and with fright.
"Think Mauricio should go and sue his wife, doctor?" The blond haired woman with green eyes that remind Vincent of an ex- female hitman named Diane had followed up much to his shock. When the guy in bed had spat out with frustration here right back at her face. Poor girl.
"Of course, I sure damn do! Marcella had almost killed me here! She had cut them off-"
"But we've managed to save them-" Angela had tried to light things up when Vincent wasn't so sure of it.
"Not all of them, sure is missing here." No, seriously as all three of them were looking back up at him, wide as he had lost his own damn mind and sometime, Vincent had kinda wished it did.
"Vincent!"
"What? The guy only has one ball now. And I mean, only one, unless he wants reconstruction of the damaging ball." Vincent dropped the sheet down and went up back to Angela's side, almost wanting to crawl away looking like an idiot. He rubbed his palms onto his blue pants scrubs. Knowning his own experiences with infidelity with two redheads from before. And despite feeling quite lucky that Catherine had still went through lot because of him and forgave him, it still could've had ended bad here. If Cat hadn't been so forgiven and with full of love here. Could have cut his balls off, too, but knowning his wife, she wouldn't have gone this far anyways.
Her love had saved him, from losing himself to the beast side here. Thanks to her, he was a better and much free man here. Unlike this man, Mauricio here. If his dick had been elsewhere where it shouldn't have been, then it must have been his own fault. Not the woman.
And the poor blond woman here had nothing to do here, but to love this jackass man here. Unless he did drove to do the irreparable here. Betrayal over the woman he once married to this mascarade. It kinda reminded him of the time when he had chosen Tori over Catherine when she had shot him when he and she had taken separate choices and paths, until they were brought back together and even more stronger than ever.
Well, as it was for Alex, it wasn't quite the same thing. He hadn't gotten the time to say goodbye and they have been young and way too much young when they gotten themselves engaged. And Catherine had come along the way. The woman whom had taken no sides of him, but had accepted him for the way he had been and was by now. No sides, but for the way he was and for the man he is today.
"Like I said, she hadn't missed her shot, here.." Vincent gulped back with nervously here. As he waved over to the sheet and what was hiding over them, with a gulp. Looking a bit shaky."And I can see that the surgeon had done a perfectly good job here-"
"Think, I can still have a normal life?" Still shaken, Vincent was taken back by this question when the guy had interrupted him, out of nowhere. Ever thinking if he still could have a normal sex life, after what had happened after the horrible attack he had endured lately. Unless, he did deserved for a reason and he was sure they were many of them, here.
"Well.." The same man had added up when the ex-soldier couldn't find any better explaination than this. Seriously, what could he say here?
"Uhh..At sex, you mean?" The words came out of his breath but uneasy here. How to tell a guy who had just gotten one of his balls chopped telling him that he would ever have an normal sexual life, after this incident. Probably he might never feel the same after that. Just how to tell him?
How the heck was he supoosed to say that? To him?
"Vincent.." Angela had muttured under her breath when he felt cursing here and right in front of this patient and of his girlfriend-No, his own mistress.
"What? The guy needs to know-"
"Damn right that I need to know! I demand to!"
"Well.."
"Well..What?" Oh man..Vincent felt like he was sweating hard here as he stared back forth at them. Boy, it's gonna be a very long night..
"How about you let your, uh..j-j-jewel recover and we'll talk, okay?" He couldn't find a better way to call his testicle nicely than that. And, boy, he felt like dying here. Dying of shame.
"Meaning, how long before I go back onto sex and divorce my insane wife?" Would he exactly do that? Seriously? Vincent just couldn't believe it. His eyebrows just furrowed with uncertainity here. This guy was just as stupid and thinking of his own personality here.
"Seriously, you wouldn't do that now? I'd recover first, if I were you and before going back onto it, you know?" Angela had responsed back with a glare as she folded her arms against her chest right next to him as he nodded back. Who knew that Alex's once best friend had such a gold and nice heart, here."I'd think twice before I make such risky descisions, here."
"She's right.."
"You're taking her side, now?" The man in the bed had scolded him back as he pointed the nurse the other doctor here.
"Only as a professional doctor would do. If I were you, I'd let my balls recover before going back to any sexual activities." Vincent had followed through bravedly as he could sound here, while deep down he felt like trembling like a tiny kid."Or if you feel like suing your wife like your saying, I'll recomand you to recover first and save your strength, and we'll probably recomand a specialist to reconstruct your jewel back to the way it was." Heck, he felt like throwing up now.
"You mean, my testicle?"
"Err...In a way, yes."
"Follow Dr, Keller's advice, and once you're clear to have the reconstructive surgery, we'll let you know." Doctor Angela had nervously followed back with a smile. Forced smile."As you're doing just fine and better keep the way you're doing now."
The man could've had died on the way to the surgery here and all he finds was to batshit at me and now. Vincent had took notice at that point here with a brave nod here. He could totally feel this man's own pain and shame. Feeling that he might never feel like the same way as before. Even with his junk glued back together or not. He'd feel less of a man, here. Oh man. And maybe his own self as well when he took a peek over the the tall brunette with the ponytail as she winced up at her watch. Looks like Angela needed to go home. Right..Like he's be alone with this mess and she gets the chance to leave here. Leave him alone with that guy and the junk problem..
Traitor. Bitch. Ice and teasefull queen. It didn't mattered if this woman was his ex-fiancee's best friend and Catherine's doctor, she was a witch!
"Oops, I gotta go here. Baby and boyfriend are probably calling me up at home!" She looked up and back to Vincent's pissed face when she patted his shoulder. "Call it a night, Keller and see ya.." Sure thing, traitor.. He looked back at the brunette nurse who smirked back at his pissed face before she could the room, through the curtains.
"Okay. Good Night." Vincent had followed with a shrug as he muttured for himself than at the female doctor and took up back the chart as he added up a few notes. Trying to control his shaking hand as he wrote back down before he tried to leave the not so unfaithful couple here untril the blond haired woman had called him back.
"So, what now? What's gonna happen to Mauricio?Doctor?" What would happen? Only time would tell.
"I'll try to find the best specialist that I would recomand you, and if everything goes okay and he heals perfectly fine, than you guys should probably talk about the reconstruction.." Oh God. Vincent couldn't believe he just had said that. So bad as he shook his head with embarassement. Just kill me!
"But what if he doesn't-"
"Let's just try not to, okay?" And get on with it! So, that I can go home, by now!
"What if my bitch wife gets away with murder, then what?" Mauricio had spat back and close enough to make Vincent lose his own nerves here. It was close to 3:00 am here and he was getting irritated here. Needs his own sleep, here and to be close to his wife and their soon baby to be but only in the few months to come. Think wise, Vincent and don't freak out here..Your balls are just fine. Breathe deep here, man..
"That's not my job, to answer that, sir.."
"Your bitchy wife, maybe. Doc. She's the one who put bitches like her own kind into jail, here." Mauricio had dared himself when he called her that. Or probably even asked for a death sentence here. Vincent stopped his move when he felt his eyes stare out of nowhere and held a frown line through his lips, when deep down he was boiling with anger. Heck. He called Cat, the love of his life and soon mother to be, a bitch? Vincent could have had felt something that snapped. Snap!
Unbelievable strength. All thanks to the beast inside of him, here. Take better of your anger, buddy!
His pencil just snapped under his hold. He sworn he heard himself growl here. Not the beast's own growl but his own. Vincent Keller's own way. Good thing, his fingers weren't changing into claws here. While Mauricio just continued to whine and groan about it and said bad words and mocking his wife.
"But it's your wife's. Your wife is a cop and she sure as hell knows that. That bitch of yours knows that sort of kinda of thing, though.." Heck of a what? He whirled back at this guy's face and glared back him but with a warning one. Not the beast one, or else the guy would have been dead.
"Well?" But Mauricio wasn't having none of it despite him sending off a warning glare. If there was one thing that he had been taught from his late father, Michael Keller and from his brothers along from his mother, it was to respect the women he loved and cherished. And Catherine was one of them, and should have some respect here.
"Keller-"
"If I were you, I shouldn't be saying any bad stuff about women, even if it means your soon to be ex and your girlfriend and mistress, here. At least, have some respect for the women that loves you here.." Vincent had warned him off guard here."Just like my dad and brothers had taught me or so. And it was to respect them. The women you love here." He breathed in and out deeply, hoping his eyes weren't changing here.
"Doc-"
"First; like I've said it is not my job here to tell you how things work at the the police station and neither is to control or stop a suspect and second; you better not say anything bad about my wife here, or else you'd be dead, here.." He groaned through his voice but tried to remain calm here. Good thing there was no steam storming out from his ears here like in the cartoons shows he used to watch before as a kid.
"What?"
"Don't talk batshit about my wife here. Cause if I wasn't a civilized or normal human being by now, you'd be underground with or without your junk." Vincent had warned again."Or I can always let my wife do the job for me. She's better at kicking asses, like your own here."
"Doctor.."
"I don't know what's going on with your private life here, man, and I wouldn't want to be part of it anyways. I don't know how long you've been married to your gal or you're planning to live yours with hers here with blondie, here. But the least you can do is to have some respect for the women you love, like her, here." He nodded toward the shaken blond haired woman whom took notice of his pissed mood here.
"My name is Brittany.." She called out by her name here. Shaken, probably. Poor kid.
"Like her. Yeah." Vincent had managed to slow down as he breathed in and out as he dropped the chart onto the sheets. "Like you, I've been and junggling in between. I've been seeing three women at once. Two redheads and one brunette. And it happened that my wife had shot me, once."
"Shot you?" Brittany's eyes had widened with shock here, while Mauricio had tried to show up a brave face, but kinda couldn't. Cause he nearly wet up the bed here.
"For what?"
"For losing my mind, I guess. She helped me figuring out that I made a stupid mistake and paid the price for that if I hadn't changed my ways. What a troubled redhead, the second had been." Tori had been troubled but also misunderstood and sheltered by her father, had been the other way, she would've had had better control over her inner beast, but hadn't quite had the chance. Thanks again, Curt. But with Alex, it had been different. It was innocent and young love, as if he had been a teenage boy and first grade and medical doctor before he had entlisted off.
And Catherine had come along in between and resulted to be much more perfect them than the two redheads altogether.
"But with the first red one, it was teenage thing that I haven't gotten over until, I've realized that we've grown out away from what we've become. I haven't sleep with her but with the other redhead I had which it kinda broke up the trust I've built up with the brunette."
"Your wife?" Brittany had whispered back out of thin air. Catherine had saved him when none of the two redheads couldn't have done it.
"Yes. And she did helped me and realized what I've become and learnt from these mistakes coming from that." He sure did respected and loved her for the rest of his life and forever, here. That was a vow he gladly hold on, onto his heart and breathing existence.
"So, whatever you chose or not to sue your wife if you still want to or not. Good Luck, is all I can say." Hope the guy wouldn't win his stupid getaway thingy, sorry for the blond one. But she deserves way better than this piece of crap.
"And let your testicle rest for the meantime, unless you want your stitches to rip off here. Have a good night." He stated back before he left off without turning back. Damn, he felt angry and needed to sleep off. Let the beast rest, here before he'll do anything stupid.Too bad his wife of his didn't cut his penis off instead..
Cause, he would have done or so, and with his claws or way more better, with his bare and normal hands.
...
Damn, he looked tired as his head land onto the pillow here, but more better, close to his wife whewn she laid onto the matress with sheets right up to her chin as she snuggled onto the covers's comfort, here.
I love her. And always will.
"Always respect the women you love, Vincent. Always. Even if it's Alex or your mom or anybody else, respect them and love them, son. Never laid a hand upon them, never." His father's wise words had recalled him back through his mind."One day, you'll find your match and you'll know."
And he sure had done. He clutchered his eyes shut feeling his heart wanted to explode with so many emotions. Emotions he hadn't thought he'd still would have today. If it wasn't for her. Catherine.
When this gorgeous and brave young woman had first walked up onto that warehouse, and saved him from being caged onto the loneliness of the beast's own darkness. Catherine had found him, saved him and loved him.
And married him.
When both Alex and Tori had loved one side of him each, Catherine loved him for the way he was. Simply and honest right through the eyes. And with no judgement but love. As the beauty would love and tame the beast with her welcoming heart full of passion.
"You saved me, you loved me, and here we are together today.." He has once called up back just a few seconds on their first try of getting married which had obviously turned up to be a stupid disaster. Thanks to an certain badass beast named Liam Cullen. Not so smart, unless he was an idiot and second relative to an certain and sucky idiotic guy from past generation or so.
And he snuggled behind her and brought close to him, with his nose onto her shoulder as he inhaled up her scent.
He sure was that lucky. Considered up lucky, man.
...
Close up to noon, and still up onto his baggy silver pants and grey shirt from last night, Vincent was munching up his cereals over the counter when his wife had just walked up here as she was scratching up her hair with a frown as she made her way to to the kitchen. And boy, she looked pissed.
He tried to not let himself look concerned or let a wincing smile out shown up his own features, here.
Well, pregnancy hormones had just started to kick in. But it still made her look sexy even with the frown and pissed up stare, not to mention and forget the dark shorts and blue long shirt hanging onto her slim form. Well, his own shirt.
"Morning?"
But she gave him an pissed stare as if she meant to say shut up and jumped up onto the stool.
"Not so much?" Vincent had guessed with a tiny smirk to the left side of his face. She gave him a look before putting her elbow onto the counter and let her chin onto her open palm, here. She may be pissed, but looked hell of a of cute thing here.
"How does it looks? Pregnancy hormones are an heck of a living nightmare..I feel nauseous without feeling nauseous." She replied back with a frown as she grunted back. He grimaced back, out of nowhere here. Yup, not so good. He figured out back as he rose one of his eyebrows.
"Okay?"
"Not okay.." The poor woman. She seemed confused with her inner emotions here.
"And?"
"I've strarted to fart, which is disgusting and don't get scared if I ever did.." Fart? He didn't remembered of ever smelling any weird here, unless. She did farted in the bed while the two of them slept yesterday, but didn't scent it but may have heard it.
May be. He often slept like a rock. He shook his head out as if he tried to shake these thoughts out of his mind.
"Thanks..For letting me know." He'd probably wouldn't want to go to the bathroom if it still stinks. And knowining he has a big scent of smell, he'd die of embarassement.
"I get pissed for no reason..Which is stupid." She mumblered under her breath.
"That's a good explaination."
"And cranky.."
"Which you are now.." He responsed back as he rose up his red coffee mug and took a sip, when her eyes went wide with fear. Oops..He shouldn't have said that. Damn you, Keller! She looked like she was about to cry here.
Oh God. Stupid, Vincent, stupid-
"That much? Am I that cranky and annoying now? Argh, it's gonna an heck of nightmare being pregnant for next months to come.." Cat had whined back as she dropped her head onto the counter facedown with misery here."Can't even have coffee.." Poor girl, here.
"You're still pretty cute when you're pissed off, you know?" At this reply, she rose up her head and had gone back to the pissed mood here. And the way she may look like it here had made him want to crack up a laugh here.
"Don't call me cute when I'm angry.." Her words sounded like a threat here. A matter that shouldn't even be asked or complimented of.
"I wouldn't call it 'angry' but more miserable." He had followed up with a smirk as he went up to the fridge and pulled up the door open here and took out the milk out and made a face when he realized she still stared up at him, pissed.
"What? I'm not carrying a kid, here!" He dropped the milk onto the counter and whirled around to open up the cardrawner up and took out a bowl and a few ways away to the closet. Opened it and dragged out Reece cereal box out. Mostly, it had been Heather's choice of cereals cravings whenever it came to boys matter. Annd had enough sugar through the nutrional value here, from what Vincent had checked up when he heard Cat's voice.
"Yes, I'll be taking it. It has enough sugar but it should calm down my nerves here." He whirled around at her face when wringled up her index finger at it.
"It's not supposed to be Heather's kind of cereals? It has enough sugar so-"
"It may be, but I'm not the only one who is craving for chocolate and peanut butter cereal here. Now give it.."
"But Cat-"
"Give it!"
"Okaaay, miss beastie here.." He handled up the cereal box up to her as she moaned up and opened up the lid here, shook the box so that the few conteners of he box would go out and poured out the milk into the mix.
"How thoughtfull, honey.." She replied back with a grimace much to his amusement.
"Yeah, whatever, babe.." He responsed back confident as he watched her take the spoon and dragged through the milk and cereal as she munched all up to her mouth here, like a kid. A pissed kid which made him want to snicker here. Out of his control, when he let out chuckle.
"What?" She mouthed out loud between her munchings of the reece cereal when she heard him laugh. And with amusement here. But he felt great, here and peacefull. Better than ever as he took a look over her.
"Nothing. It's just..You're just perfect, Catherine.." And she was despite she wasn't feeling it right now. She just frowned back at his smirk.
"Say that again, when I'll get fat and we'll talk.." She took another spoon of cereal and stared back at him again, with a frown when he snickered with amusement. He did looked amused here.
"I don't think, you'll be as fat as you think, kiddo.." Vincent had followed back up as he simply nodded back with agreement, looking a bit serious."And thank you.."
"For what?"
"For loving me.." He watched her as she stood silent here when her eyebrows rose up with wonder."When nobody could've had done better, you've seen the man through me and loved me for the way I had been and still the way I am now." He added up while she dropped her spoon into the bowl and kept on listening here.
"I don't even think Alex or Tori would've had competed with that and with you around. You saw me from the way you did. Stood by me even at our own worst, when I've made everything go bad here, you've stood and stayed by me. Protected me even if you didn't had to.."
"Well, Vincent. That's called love. And sacrifice, that I'm willing to take everyday." Cat had said back. Sounded more like a vow."That's why I've teared up at our wedding when you've said our your vows, for better for worse. I had known that it wasn't gonna be easy, but I had made it my mind ever since the day I meet and loved you."
"Catherine.."
"Which is why I'm willing to carry our child here. Beast or not, it doesn't matter as long she or he is happy and healthy with us. Together and safe." Hopefully it'll stay like this and with no danger around as he nodded back and yawned up, tiredly. Damn, even the coffee couldn't take away the tiredness here from last night's nightmare. Catherine walked around the counter and rose up her head to give an kiss.
"Had a hard night?" She replied back as she gave him back a quick peck to his lips when he shook back his head and still managed to crack up a smile, even tired though. A bit drunk from her kisses.
"Sort of." She looked impressed when he shook his head still feeling euphoria through her kisses."It doesn't matter, but it's way better with you around here."
"Last night shit-I mean shift was hard?" She clearified back her words when he bursted out into a cracking laughter from her mistaking choice of words.
"Yeah, you can called it; Late night shit, okay.." He added back with a cracking grin as she nodded back, ready to laugh back as she shook up her head.
"And?"
"It was a junk cutting off situation.." He blurted out as her hazel eyes went wide as if she hadn't heard quite okay. But he shook back his head."Stupid thing, I know but I had-No, was forced to know.."
"Eww.." She made a disgusting face when she pushed herself back away with her bar stool here. Yup, it was the pleasure of becoming a doctor once again here. Re-doing it again, even if it meant the most disgusting thing to do here. Balls of a man to repair. Urgh..
"Yeah, I know." He added up back for short until the question needed to be asked here when his eyes shifted back to her as she re-started to munch her cereals here. With discomfort. Be brave Keller.
"Catherine?" He asked her back as she made her way out back to her stool and took back her sitting position when she started to dig in, once again.
"Yup?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Bluuurre.." Meant for sure as she was between munching up until, it did happened. Wouldn't you just kill me and now? Just shoot me for becoming a stupid or more like saying something like this-
He shut his eyes and took a deep breath here.
"Think my balls are okay?" Urgh..Cloop..He felt like getting shot here for saying that when he almost freaked out on what just happened next suddenly when heard Catherine gulp down her cereal munching onto the wrong way and the spoon had been dropped down onto the ground much to his own horror when he looked back.
And this where his wife had almost choked up through her food here. Gasping for air as she coughed out. Oh God. Vincent watched her up by pushing herself with a few punching fists onto her adbomen, but changed methood as she gave herself punch to her back until her breathing came out alright. When she gasped out through air when Vincent stood and ask like a nervous kid here. Frozen as he started to look a bit pale here.
"Cat?" He asked back still nervous when she cleared up her throat and blinked up her eyes before finding up the sterntgh to speak out with her voice had bit shaken up from the weird event. She held up her palm up here as she meant for him to stop, right here. But boy, she looked a bit pale here as if she was about throw up. He could he was about for it as well.
"Hang on a second here..What the heck did you said?" She wrinkled back up her nose as if he just had said something offensive towards her feelings here. Blushing with humiliation, he avoided her eyes and scratched the back of his head with an question that was dying to be getting the hell out of his system here.
"Vincent?"
"Are my balls okay? Aren't they okay?" He looked uncomfortable here under her weird look. Nope, she hasn't misunderstood. She had cleared and heard just fine. And it must've had been the most stupid thing she had ever heard from him and how stupid it came out from a big and powerfull man like her husband. However, he was still a guy and needed to know from his wife. A man's pride was in the line, here.
"Say. What?" She still cleared her tone, nicely and calmly when he felt like sweating here.
"I know but I needed to ask..So?" Oh, just go away and throw yourself away from the window or from the fire escape as you're it! You idiot!
"So?" She still looked shocked by the question he had to be forced to ask out, here. He needed her opinion here and now! Damn, he felt like he was sweating hard here!
"Catherine? My balls are just fine! Aren't they? Right?" He needed to say this out loud. Unless, he had a certain dead wish here. He had known that his wife was good with martial arts, so unless he wanted to die here which he almost felt when she gave him a warning glare here.
"Vincent.."
"Aren't they?" He nearly panicked out when she tried to ask him out again. When she just stood quiet and pissed, here. Under his misery. Damn, he could've just asked J.T. instead but after the guy had told him to get himself a new or used car in order to not over use Cat's mustang or his own whenever he needed to a lift ever since he sold his pick-up, for a new and advanced laptop for his friend, J.T. had forced him to do something worthwhile for himself this time. The guy had been living with Tess and needed a place of his own and even if he did missed The Gentleman's Club, their place as single men, time needed to move on now and on their own way.
Vincent blinked out as when Catherine jumped out from her seat and walked around the counter as she, unshamed up, used up a finger and pulled over at large stand, his pants up to see the thing that he had been worried about and took a look over down there. He flinched up a bit, or maybe a bit too much. Close to squeak out a yelp.
Not to mention, she also pulled up his underwear slip and looked down like a dear and loyal but pissed and lovely wife would do to assure her husband here. Crazy thingy here.
"Cat?"
"Yes, honey. They're just fine.." Uh? What?
"W-What?"
"Your balls. They're okay." She replied back when he stood like an idiot here as she still kept on looking down at his parts, with a pissed frown. How embarrassing it felt like, to be standing up here when your wife is looking down at your kiwis. Luckily, Heather wasn't around here and to watch it.
"Think so?" Oh boy. He really sounded like an idiot here. Couldn't even believe at the words that just had came out of his mouth. She drop out a tired sigh here.
"I'm not the doctor here, but to me, they look fine.." Cat made a weird face back at his sensitive parts before she took off her fingers away from his pants."Yup, definally fine.."
"So, I'm still.."
"Yes, you're still good to go and to reproduce if it's what you're asking yourself. Nope. Not dead yet." She had cut him off much to his discomfort and with shame. Much, like he must be feeling by now.
"God, Cat-" Vincent tried to change the conversation but the petite brunette just kept onto going. Much for his uncomfortable pleasure.
"So, that's why you've started to look a bit stiff, here..And asked how I still felt about you-" She took that for a fact from the way he had been trying to look all lovely dovey before the stupid question had come along when he couldn't helped himself but release a tiny yelp. Ouf of his pride and fear.
"Well.." He gulped back up when she cut him off with a desparate snort and waved off her her hand like a diva. Great Keller!
"Cause if you were dead, I'll be the one responsible for it, honey.." Say what? He gulped up hard when the words went through his ears and stood frozen, again. Nice try, Vincent! You made a fool of yourself-Curse you and your stupid balls!
Cause, if he was an cartoon charater, he would've had been broken up into shattered and broken rocks much to his shock. Even the beast wouldn't have had survived up at that point.
"Uh? Meaning?" And this where it all came back to his mind when she folded up her arms against her chest and gave him the pissed up and accusing look. Despite being cute and all that, she made him clear with the facts that just dropped out by now.
"Feel lucky that I've been nice enough to you and even understanding and forgiving and not to forget, loving after you've cheated on me for almost three times. Two with redheads and with a blond-"
"That female hitman was just for work, and you know about it-" He tried to defend himself back when she shrugged her shoulders as if that matter with that blondie hitman killer kissing up her husband had still mattered her. Despite, if it had meant to be just for work and to get a bad guy caught.
"Still. You still ended up kissing her up." She went up back until she had stopped her word and had nodded back when she gave herself a bit of thought here. As if he had been right for a second here. About damn time!"Well, okay you're right it was only for work. Cause it did looked a bit fake.."
No kidding!
"Good, thanks. And you know that I love you right.." Vincent had nervously replied when Cat looked a bit away, as she tried to seem a bit innocent, but not so much for him. He felt like she had something else to say."Cat?"
"Like I said; feel yourself lucky or else you would have been dead for so long by now." She had evily said back with a smirk when she shifted up her eyes right back to him. Oh God..
All laugh and relief went away when he felt like wanted to piss and crawl up onto a corner. Away from all evil here. He felt his body shivering here.
"Cat.." His eyes had gotten way more wider with fear when he heard her saying that last shot as she returned back to her seat and pointed up her spoon right up at his face with a glare that said; I've got my eye onto you buddy!
Which made him stuck from his standing position here as he kept looking up at her here as if his life was in pure danger here.
"Yup, you and your balls would have been dead for so long by now..I would've had squashed them a longtime before, if I hadn't been so nice.." She recalled up herself back with a smirk right back to his face as Vincent felt like he was about to be more paler than snow with fright.
"So, you have your answer now, and I hope it makes you feel better now, honey.." She went up again with a smile as she tried to finish up her bowl as he stood up in shock. Crap. He couldn't say a word. Nothing. Damn. Goodie. What a heck of a nightmare it had been today and somehow, Vincent wished he could have heard his father laughing at his ass by now. Good Lord, he must have been enjoyed the way she had once accidentely kicked up his face, once.
Damn you, dad! He cursed himself over the dead man as he watched Catherine finishing her bowl with a pissed frown. Pregnancy hormones made her evil, but sassy and scary. But she was right. She had been nice enough to give him many chances lately, he wouldn't want her to decide to back off away from either. The least, he could do is to respect her, cherish her, protect her and to love her for eternity.
Still..Damn you, dad!
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Funny uh? Nope, don't worry Vincent, your balls are just fine..At least for now unless Cat decided on another way, though. Haha..
Thanks again for reading if you're still reading the oneshots here, beasties..Thanks for the love and support.
