Chapter Four: Envy
December 25 1989
It was three years after the miscarriage of their child and they still hadn't managed to conceive another one. They were at a Christmas dinner thrown by Emily's sister, Annie. Annie had recently had a baby daughter named Ursula and twin boys named Phil and Peter. She also had a four year old boy named Keith, a seven year old named Markie and an eleven year girl that she adopted from Vietnam. The girl's name was Daisy and she enjoyed jump rope with her sister Markie. Keith was often seen chasing the girls around with water guns. Seeing such a big family with so many kids, made Emily feel a small twinge of jealousy.
"If you two don't have a kid soon, my children will all be too old for you." Annie said, feeding Ursula a bottle in one arm.
"We're trying. We really are but we just can't seem to conceive a child." Emily explained sadly.
"Thats a shame." Annie replied. "But you're welcome to visit here anytime you like."
"Thank you, Annie." Burt replied.
On the way home in the car, Burt and Emily discussed Annie's kids.
"Daisy was so adorable, with her pigtails and glasses. Oh and Markie was such a wild thing the way she got dirt all over her face and shirt." Emily was saying.
"Yeah, it was Keith's first time eating Jell-O. He went up there for fifths." Burt laughed.
The car suddenly became silent as Emily suddenly stopped the car on the middle of a bridge. She got out of the car and paced around for a little bit, chewing on strands of her hair in nervousness. Emily kept looking at her nails and she seemed to always be looking down.
"Emily!" Burt exclaimed, a little worried by his wife's behaviour. "Em, are you alright?"
Emily bent over the side of the bridge. She took a small look at the river underneath it before she collapsed to her knees and sobbed. She was a crumpled ball in the middle of a bridge. She cried silently.
"Em." Burt knelt down beside her. He wasn't very good at comforting people. He awkwardly put his arm around her and patted her back. "Em, its okay. Its alright."
"I just want a baby boy." Emily choked out between sobs and sniffles. "Is that a little too much to ask for?"
"No, no. Its not too much. Not at all." Burt gently hugged her closer to him, as the two knelt, holding each other tightly and crying together.
Hey!
End of Chapter 4!
Sorry for such a short chapter but don't worry! Kurt is on his way next chapter! :D
I'm gonna skip a few deppressing years in their life together and skip to the good stuff. This is a story about Kurt, is it not?