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4 Months Pregnant
2D P.O.V
How can one person be this hungry? I swear I could eat more than Russell, and that's saying something. I might as well move into the kitchen because that's where I spend all of my time now. I looked down at the feast resting before me. Five scrambled eggs, six strips of bacon, two breakfast burritos, and a pitcher of grape juice. Murdoc stared in awe as I swallowed down the meal.
"Got enough there?" he teased
"That depends, are you ganna finish that?" I point the his barely touched waffle. He generously slides the plate in my direction. I devour the waffle, and lick to clear my face of syrup.
"Looks like you're eating for three instead of just two." he laughed.
"Well…" I began. His eye grew wide in fear. I tried my best to keep a strait face, but fair miserably.
"I'm just joking love!" I laugh. He scowls and playfully smacks me on the arm. I clutch the offended arm, overdramatically and cry out. Murdoc's face pales. He begins to scoot away from me like I scare him. I drop my arm and look at him with concern.
"You okay Muds?"
"Did I hurt you?" I was taken back by the question.
"What? No! I was playing with you Murdoc, I'm fine." I reassure him. It don't work very well, he stands from his seat and walks out of the room.
"Murdoc! What's wrong with you?" I yell after him. No reply.
I attempt to follow but my large stomach impairs my speed. Once I finally manage to get up he's long gone. I groan and waddle over to the refrigerator. After I find myself a can of coke I replant my butt in the seat. I sipped my soda all by myself. I felt hot tears come to my face. I moan and wipe them away. This happened a lot lately, I would cry over the stupidest things. It annoyed the hell out of me. I finish the drink and let the can roll from my hands. I sit by myself for about twenty minuets before Russell finally finds me.
"Hey 'D. Why are you all by yourself, where's Murdoc?" he questions.
"I don't know where Murdoc is. He got all weird and just left." Russell shrugged and got himself a beer. I found myself becoming jealous at the way he chugged down the liquid. I hadn't had a beer or cigarette in four months, it was starting to get to me. I will myself to look away from Russell and look down at my stomach. It was pretty big now, it worried me that I would still be getting bigger. Then I remember that the bigger I get, the sooner I will be able to hold Lydia in my arms. I smile at the thought.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to show you this." he says and pulls out a tabloid and handed it over to me. On the cover was a clear picture of me with a rounded belly, Murdoc was at my side. Our hands were joined. It didn't look like we saw the camera, we were both looking down, big grins on our faces. Our legs were caught in mid step. I smirk at how fake we look. The picture looked very staged, like we were paid to pose for it. In bold black letters it read 'Guess Who's Expecting!' across the top. I don't mind all the extra attention about my pregnancy, I just don't want it to affect Lydia when she finally arrives.
"That's nice." I smile. Russell nods his head and pulls the magazine back.
"Yeah I thought you might like to see it… I'm about to head out to the store. Need anything?"
"Err… how about some jelly, bread, pickles, mushrooms, and maybe a some fish?" I say sheepishly. Russell stairs at me.
"…Okay. I'll be right back." he finally says before exiting the room. I am once again alone. After five minuets I grew tired of the silence and managed to stand from my chair once more. I waddled out of the kitchen and began to such for Murdoc. The wooden floors creak as I move across them. After about ten minuets of walking I feel exhausted. I give up and take a seat on the floor in the middle of a hall way. I'm about to nod off when I feel a sharp movement coming from my stomach. My eyes snap open and I look down. Was that Lydia? Excitement finds its way to my face when I feel another little bump coming from inside me.
"Murdoc! Murdoc come quick Lydia is moving!" I scream at the top of my lungs. No reply. I wait a few minuets and become disappointed when I feel no other movement. I guess she got tired, poor little thing. No longer tired I roll around on the floor until I pull myself up from the floor. I shuffle along the halls and make my way outside. There was a sight chill in the air. I made my way to Murdoc's Winnebago. My stomach dropped when I smelt the faint odor of alcohol in the air. Murdoc had been good about not drinking in the last four months, why would he start now? My fist slowly reaches out and knocks one the door. It swings open extremely fast, and almost hits me in the face. There stands Murdoc with a horrifying look on his face. I stair at him in fear. The smell of smoke mixed with booze fills my nose. I fight the urge to gag.
"Muds what are you doing?" I ask in a small voice. He flashes me a glare and steps closer.
"What's it look like 'm doin' 'D" he slurs. I can feel the anger fighting against the fear. I think anger is winning.
"What the fuck is wrong with you Murdoc?" my voice is starting to rise. I step back as he takes a step closer.
"You scared Stu? Scared I'm ganna hit you?" he angers when I don't answer him.
"I asked you a question damnit!" he screams causing me to jump. He rushes to me and takes my shirt in his hands and pulls our faces inches apart. I scream and he laughs. The anger is now gone all I feel now if fear. His face is so close to mine I can see his glaze in his eyes.
"Please stop." I whisper as tears slip from my eyes. I can no longer look at him my eyes focus on the ground below us.
"Look at meh faceache!" he yells. I force my sight upon him. He lets go of my shirt with one of his hands and brings it down across my face. It felt like I was whipped. I yell and try to get away from his grip. I remember that Noodle is home and most likely in the living room.
"Noodle! Noodle please help!" I cry. I begin to sob so hard that I find it hard to breath. He slaps me again, this time on the back of the head. The blow was so hard that I saw stars. I could hear frantic footsteps coming from behind me. Noodle's little hands made contact with Murdoc's side, he lost his balance and stumbles back. He let go of my shirt in the progress. I grab one of Noodles tiny hands and run for it. We make it to my room, where I lock the door. I fall on my bed and hide my face in a pillow. Tears are still pouring but I don't stop them. Noodle presses her back to the door and slides down until she's sitting down.
"Wha-what happened?" she asked a note of fear in her soft voice. I don't answer her for a good while, the tears wouldn't stop.
"I… I don't even know. He was acting weird this morning, an- and then he was drunk just now." I sniffle. She nods her head and climbs from the floor. She walks over to my bed and lays down next to me. I wrap my arms around her in a comforting hug. We stayed like this four hours in silence. My tears had stopped but the pain was still raging on. Not the pain in my face, but he pain in my chest. I slowly find sleep.
I woke up with a small Noodle in my arms, she was still fast asleep. I planted a kiss on her head and roll out of bed. I yawn and a surge of pain rushed to my face. Memories of early start coming back. I move to the bathroom and dare to look in the mirror. I gasp when I see the large purple handprint that spread across my face. I wince not from the pain, but from the thought of who did it to me. I enter back into the bed room. Maybe I should try and talk to him about it? He's probably sober now. I unlock the door and move out. I notice the sky is a dark shade of blue, it must be around one in the morning. I knock on the Winnie door once again, this time with a different result. The door cracks open and slowly reveals Murdoc. He looks like he just woke up. We stare at each other, and then he sees the handprint that runs across my face. He drops his head so that it hangs down. I reach out and touch his arm. He pulls back and his head snaps up. There is nothing violent in his eyes, just fear.
"Murdoc?" I ask quietly.
"I'm so sorry 2D." he whispers. I could swear I saw tears leak down his face. I slowly move toward him, when he doesn't step back I embrace him. His body is tense at first, but slowly loosen up. He hugs me back and gently plants a kiss to my injured cheek. We stay glued together for what seems like days.
"I love you, I know it doesn't seem like it, but I really do." he says
"I love you too Murdoc." we break apart and head back inside the Winnie. The messy living room felt comforting. We huddled together on the couch and watched the last bit of The Ring in each others arms. I started to feel drowsy even though I had just woke up. I snuggle deeper into Murdoc's body and drift off.
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