Auburn eyes squinted as the humid lights above him flared brightly down on his sweaty face, turning onto his side, arising from the stiff mattress, and placing his face into his hands. A sigh escaped his lips, rubbing his growing stubble with white specks of age.
The room was small, the walls were of white hard bricks, and on the wall stood two photos, one of a man and beautiful blonde woman, the other was of a small boy and an older woman, there was much care put into the photos as they stood evenly side by side. The floor was cold tile, underneath the stiff mattress stood two pairs of shoes, indoor shoes and outdoor shoes, the pairs of prison uniforms were neatly folded in front of the bed on a short desk.
The surface was smooth, the window to the left side of the wall reflected the moonlight upon it until the glaring lights were sprung on, the barred window was the only source of clean air, the air of not being contained. The man was tall and built, his arms were toned as the dressing on him was tight, standing up and grabbing the clothes on the short desk.
"Rise and Shine, boys!" An officer shouted in the corridors, he was on the second floor ringing a bell for the second-floor inmates to wake up and attend to their duties such as cleaning dishes, carpentry, cafeteria, cleaning, welding, etc. The man in the cell was one of the lucky few who were chosen on the even days of the week to do such activities, but there was no hesitation as he slipped on his black shirt with the penitentiary logo on the back and inmate number on his breast, he slipped on his pants and shoes. Standing now face to face with the chubby guard who held a sly smile and unlocked the door.
Uncaging a beast.
The roads had cleared and the storm had subsided on the Saturday morning that it was, the trees were slowly becoming water as the sun made its way through the clouds and melted the leftover heaps of snow away. The roads were becoming slippery and small pools of lakes, cars were once again meeting their tires upon the rough surface and splashing water over the sides and anyone who was unlucky enough to get caught in such a position.
The BATES MOTEL was slowly being cleaned up by a young teenage boy outside with his scruffy dog dressed in a small yellow raincoat. They were sweeping away debris and throwing away trash that had blown in, there was a grey bin standing in the center near the sign where he would dump the trash and debris. The sun was helping in getting the snow out of the way and after an hour the gravel was once again visible, he squinted at the sun before turning his attention to the motel and seeing his mother in the OFFICE on the computer. Setting the shovel down and wiping his hands on his pants, he walked over surprised to see her.
"Mother? You're feeling better?" He questioned through short breaths as his wavy hair stuck to his forehead from perspiration, his skin was red and pink from sweat and his mother turned her attention from the computer to her exhausted son.
"Norman, go get cleaned up. You smell awful." She said distasteful, clutching her nose shut from the putrid smell he was emitting, he looked confused and raised his armpit which didn't smell too bad.
"Okay, Mother." He obeyed confused as he left the OFFICE with his eyebrows pinched together at what had just occurred, the short dog followed him as his mother turned to the back of the office and grabbed an aerosol can to spray the room with fresh linens scent.
"That smells better." She sighed in satisfaction, straightening her clothes out and turning back to the computer.
"Hey, Norma." Emma arrived dragging in her oxygen tank, she gave Norma a cheerful smile displaying her deep dimples and rosy cheeks from the chilly air that hung after the storm.
"Hey, Emma. How are you?" Norma said smiling to her, looking up from the computer to meet her greet before typing as Emma walked around the front desk and into the back room to her specified desk.
"Oh nothing. I was about to ask you the same thing. Dylan said you've been sick the past week. Is everything alright?" Emma asked as she fiddled with her sleeves and opening the green laptop in front of her, Norma turned to her and slowly stepped into the small back room.
"Just a stomach flu, it passed and I'm feel-." Norma said confidently before she hurled, she made the sound as she felt something coming up and was going to fall out at any moment. She covered her mouth for a moment before it pushed once more and she motioned to Emma who panicked for a split moment and looked around the room for a small trashcan before her eyes landed on one and she quickly handed it to Norma who immediately vomited into it.
Hot tears fell from her eyes as she held the waste bin close to her, she felt her body jerk upward, a lot of pressure shooting upward from her abdomen as the remains of her delicious breakfast exited her body and fell into the dark waste bin.
"Okay…ha….ha…I feel better…" Norma huffed as she wobbled to the sofa chair in the room and carefully sat down with the waste bin in her lap, wiping her mouth with back of her hand as Emma stood in the room concerned.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, of course I-." Another hurl came and she found her face once more in the black abyss, hot tears ran down her cheeks once more as she clutched the small black bin with dear life. The pressure in her abdomen once more lurching forward. It felt painful as the food burned her throat when leaving her lips, after about 1 minute she was fine and leaning back into the chair.
"I don't even know." She replied with a defeated huff, tossing her hand in defeat when setting the bin down and slouching into the chair as Emma handed her a mint.
"Do you think you got food poisoning?" Emma asked as Norma closed her eyes and tried to regain her composure and steady her breathing.
"I ate expired bacon a day overdue several days ago, but it didn't effect Norman or Dylan and they ate it the same day I ate it." Norma said in reply to Emma's question as the young girl looked genuinely concerned for her with a worried expression on her face before it turned to curiosity.
"Maybe your period is coming?" Emma said curiously as this would explain the reason for the vomiting and fatigue Norma had been experiencing the past few days as it was common for some women to experience some amount of nausea on their periods or before. Norma seemed to open her eyes as she thought for a moment and she shot up in her seat quickly, upsetting her stomach and she leaned back to the trash can and vomited once more.
"Emma…check my phone…click on the….My Calendar…App." Norma said in between breaths as she huffed into the bin and Emma quickly went to grab her IPhone and opened to the home screen before finding a pink app. She could hear Norma vomiting her life away into that small bin as she waited for the app to load and out popped a double-digit number of days since her last period which was about two to three months ago, Emma felt a small smile grace her lips as she slowly connected the dots, but she tried to not disrespect Norma in anyway as this could all be a misunderstanding and she could be plagued with some type of unknown virus and could maybe die. Emma shook her head as she started jumping to conclusions and walked over to Norma, standing in front of her clutching the phone.
"What does it say?" Norma asked as a piece of saliva stood outstretched from the bin to her chin and lips, Emma didn't seem to mind the smell or the sound as she was quite familiar with vomiting quite often. (Her disease.)
"Norma, I don't want you to panic," Emma started and Norma pinched her eyebrows in confusion as she looked to the phone before meeting Emma's knowing gaze.
"What is it?" She questioned in a small voice as she relaxed from her vomiting state.
"Your about two to three months late."
"WHAT?" Norma said in disbelief and grabbed the phone from Emma to make sure this was the truth, Emma would never lie to her, but this was not normal. She had skipped a month before, it was quite common for women to skip a month, but two to three months and that alarmed her. Especially, with what had been occurring the last month, her breasts didn't seem to fit in any of her bras and felt very sore whenever she brushed over them or put pressure on them, she had been constipated too, and the vomiting was the number one thing which seemed to ring bells in her mind when she put her hand to her mouth and stared at the floor.
"Norma?" Emma questioned with a small smile, noticing Norma's silence and face of slow realization of the cause to her sickness. She had been silent for the past 2 minutes before slowly turning to Emma who looked at her in question.
"Oh, my God." Was all she said and sat there with Emma.
There was an elephant in the room, Norma was seated on the small grey sofa holding the black waste bin filled with her pancakes and toast from the morning, her legs were together as she stared off into an unknown realm. Emma stood standing beside her with a hand over her oxygen tank and her eyes were focused on Norma's lost expression or what seemed a vacant one. They both knew what the most possible answer was, but neither would say it…
"Hello?" A young woman's voice called from the doorway, the both of them turned immediately to the voice before Norma set the bin down and arising slowly, straightening out her cardigan and sweeping her pants from any dust or remains of vomit.
"Hello." She said cheerfully, licking the mint in her mouth, it radiated throughout her mouth filling it with a cool sensation and she felt her body calming. Her eyes went wide when she noticed the face to the voice.
"Annika!"
"Norma." Annika responded with a casual smile, she was dressed in simple clothes and they stepped outside leaving Emma with a bin full of vomit and an answer that was not being addressed. Norma was in denial.
They were seated apart from eachother on the lounge chairs outside the motel, Annika had greeted Norma and they talked casually before it became more serious.
"So, you know why I'm here?" Annika said solemnly as she folded her hands in her lap and Norma rested her chin on her fist with curious eyes as her friendly smile fell and leaned back into the chair.
"Yeah…so…" Norma trailed off not sure how to begin this conversation about finding a drunk motel owner who sleeps around with random men.
"There are two people who are after you. One is named George Heldens and the second is a woman named Rebecca Hamilton. Do you know these people?" Annika said as Norma looked around to make sure no one was listening and she nodded while scratching her head.
"Yeah, I do."
"Well, Rebecca invited you to the Arcanum Club to arrange your death. George was a decoy to get you away from people, he drugged your drink with this," Annika slipped out a small bottle of white powder like the one Alex had received. Norma examined with concerned eyes before looking up to meet Annika's gaze.
"The plan backfired when your room had been mistakenly occupied by another patron at the club who mistaken you for an escort and George killed the wrong person who looked similar to you that night due to certain arrangements." Annika explained as Norma sat silent trying to intake all this information with the cool air rubbing over her body, shivering at the touch.
"The patron?" Norma felt herself say and Annika's eyes lit up.
"I found you the next day in Room 4 with a man by the name of Alex Romero, he's the Sheriff here in town, but…I did…some…research and he was drugged that night too by George to keep him from disrupting their plan of murder." Annika said and Norma's ears seemed to ring when she said the name of the patron, everything else Annika had said slipped passed her ears and she didn't even seem to hear the fact that he'd been drugged or that in some miraculous way saved her from dying that night by making love to her and possibly being responsible for impregnating her. How Cliché.
"Alex Romero…" She trailed off in disbelief and Annika arose suddenly looking around.
"That's all I know. Norma, stay away from George and Rebecca, they are dangerous people and want you dead. I recommend you talk to Sheriff Romero and make sure he stays with you." Annika said as she pulled out her car keys and snapped Norma from her trance and stood up with concern.
"You're leaving?"
"I have no more business here, with Bob dead…I'll probably go back to school with the money I've saved…" She said with a sad laugh as she went to her car and looked to Norma one last time.
"Goodbye Norma."
The black sports car lit up with a silent murmur, the wheels rustled along the gravel, it moved the small rocks and drove toward the dark road, touching the moist surface before flying down and disappearing past the trees. Norma's blue eyes would never see that car again, not here, not ever, and she would never see Annika again either. She stood there not knowing how to think about all the information, in shock and not knowing the proper action to take. Turning to the OFFICE door she returned inside once more to find Emma in the same spot.
"Were going to make sure this is for real." Norma said and Emma's lips turned upward in a happy smile as she got suddenly excited much to Norma's distaste as she was not partially excited about everything that had happened or was happening. If it had happened differently, maybe, but right now she knew she was going to stomp into that Police Station and beat the shit out of Alex.
"So, what should we do? Do we just go into town and-?"
"No, were going to the Police Station first, I need to beat the shit out of the Hot Shot Sheriff." Norma said angrily grabbing her purse quickly and swinging it over her shoulder when Emma fiddled with her hands ready to deliver news that would not be good.
"Actually, Sheriff Romero was arrested by the DEA a couple days ago, he's in the state penitentiary serving 5 years for perjury, supposedly it's all a misunderstanding. We have a new Sheriff, if you want to beat the shit out of her." Emma said with a small joke at the end as she noticed Norma's anger turn to worry.
"What?"
"Yeah, they took him from his house and everything. It was a really big hit on the town, you know a lot of people really like him and some are saying it's unfortunate how he ended up just like his father." Emma said with a sad tone, she respected the Sheriff, he was kind man who never seemed to have any hidden agenda, never creeped her out like Keith Summers.
"Father?" Norma was confused about this whole matter she hadn't even heard about and small tears were welling in her eyes.
"His father was the Sheriff before him, he was arrested by the DEA for a lot of shady crimes, he wasn't a very good Sheriff from what I've heard, but he's serving life somewhere else. They aren't very close from what I've heard." Emma said as she noticed Norma's mix of emotion and she walked up to her and put a comforting hand on her defeated shoulder.
"I think it best if you hear these things from him then town gossip." Emma said comfortingly and Norma's tears fell before she wiped them away quickly.
"Okay, you're right." Norma said inhaling some fresh air as she nodded and Emma nodded with her as they felt a settlement of the emotions and the elephant in the room was slowly becoming smaller.
"So, should we go into town and-."
"No, were not going into town. I'm not even married. If people see me buying a bunch of pregnancy tests, they're gonna talk. We're going to Portland." Norma said grabbing her sunglasses from her purse and lifting her eyebrow and Emma chuckled at her spy look.
"Okay, totally."
Sheriff Romero stood thrusting his body side to side, arms swinging back and forth, hard heavy fists meeting a punching bag as it bounced with each punch. Sweat fell from his forehead, the stubble on his chin seemed to have grown the past couple of days he'd been admitted or sentenced rather. The shirt he wore had a heavy dark moist stain on it, the chest, under the arms, and the mid-section between his shoulder blades. His breaths were jagged and angry, no idea of what was happening back in town, he hadn't finished his job…after Bob he was going after George and then Rebecca.
"Ha!" He roared releasing all his energy into the last punch, abdomen tightening from experience and he held onto the punching bag trying to regain his breathing.
No one in the penitentiary knew he was a Sheriff or former Sheriff rather as he hadn't been jumped yet or raped. Although, he was a tall broad man with an intimidating gaze, not many people wanted to mess with him and in the secluded penitentiary most inmates kept to themselves as they were criminals wanted for crimes that weren't just murder. He aired out his shirt when a noise caught his attention.
"Hey." He noticed his lawyer and walked up to him by the gate.
"I'm afraid I don't have good news Alex, but I'm trying everything I can to get you out of here. There holding you on perjury which is the only legal thing they can do, but they don't have enough evidence to support such claims. I'm looking into it. For now, sit tight." His lawyer said with a hard expression, Alex just looked away cursing under his breath. He wanted to get out so that he could go after those two fuckers who landed him in this dog cage and were going to murder someone who was not at all deserving. It was him. Not her.
"Unless by some chance you're going to have a child which dismisses the claims as they would result in the fact you've been in a long relationship with someone else entirely." The lawyer joked as he put his bag under his arm and Alex clicked his tongue in response.
"I don't have any children." Alex said turning from his lawyer and punching the bag releasing his frustration.
There stood 10 pregnancy test spread out on the sink in the bathroom filled with cubicles, a flush could be heard as an 11th joined the group of all positives. Emma stared at every single one of them, her and Norma stood in a mall bathroom where no one seemed to go in as it was more secluded to the far end of the large shopping center.
"I'm surprised you've managed to pee on 11 tests." Emma said in surprise as Norma had a defeated look on her features, she was slightly happy, but not with the circumstances. She was still in denial and would need some further proof.
"Pregnancy tests aren't always right." She responded and Emma pouted pointing at all of them.
"Well, in case it is, do you want to keep one?" Emma asked and Norma rolled her eyes, she never kept them, she threw them away and they walked out of the bathroom. Emma stood behind her dragging her tank with each stride they made.
"Were going to the drop-in clinic." Norma said as they exited through sliding doors and out into the city, cars bustled by and they made their way to the parking lot.
Later, they were seated in a small room with magazines in front of them on Family Planning, Pregnancy, Children, Mothers, etc. Around them stood other pregnant women and some with newborns or infants, some were crying which was annoying Norma as she tried to fill out the form in her lap. Emma was sitting calmly beside her looking all around the room, never being in such a place, but a possibility in the future with her new pair of lungs that were coming was making it a possibility.
"So, what's gonna happen?" She asked Norma curiously after she arrived back at her seat beside Emma, she folded her purse back in her lap and noticed Emma's curious gaze. The young innocent girl had never had a mother in her life and Norma being the only mother figure for the past two years she felt it only right to tell her even though she was in no mood to play nice.
"Well, the doctor will ask questions on my period and my symptoms, as I'm not visually pregnant then they will do a transvaginal scan which is a long stick that they stick up your-."
"Norma Bates." She was cut off by a nurse as Emma's eyes had grown in horror by what Norma was explaining to her. Norma patted her hand softly and led her to the back following the nurse to one of the rooms with a bed mat and two silver rods for feet placement, beside the bed stood a monitor system with all the tools for an appropriate ultrasound. Emma stood staring all around the room in wonder, Norma stood off to the side undressing quickly and slipping on the gown the nurse had provided before going to the mat and sitting.
"So, like I was saying, they stick it in your vagina to find out if your pregnant." Norma finished as Emma turned from a poster on the wall of the stages of pregnancy, there was a small fetus before becoming fully developed with the stomach growing bigger and bigger.
"Do you have any photos of when you were pregnant?" Emma asked when she pointed at the poster and Norma followed her gaze from where she sat on the bed mat waiting for the doctor.
"No, I hadn't thought to." Norma replied sadly looking to her hands and Emma put a comforting hand on her back. The door clicked open and Emma released her hand back to her side, a tall kind man walked in with a clipboard he had on a very kind smile.
"Hello, how are you doing?" He asked as he grabbed the MD chair and rolled it to Norma's legs, she sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Well," She said sarcastically. "I've taken about 11 pregnancy test today and I want to see if this is for real." She finished diving right in to the root of the reason for the visit, the doctor raised his eyebrows in response as he chuckled.
"I see. Desperate to find out, huh?" He said kindly as Emma and Norma laughed nervously in response.
"Well from what you've mentioned here in your paper, it does seem that you do exhibit signs of early pregnancy and you've been pregnant before, but-."
"It's been awhile." Norma answered with a shy smile.
"That's perfectly normal. There is nothing to be embarrassed about, having a baby is a wonderful thing no matter what age." The doctor said and Norma seemed to relax, feeling calmer about this whole situation unfolding before her, all the other dangers at home slipping her mind. Getting out of the house is what she needed and she made a note to get out more often, away from town that is.
"Okay, well, let's see if we can find a surprise inside." He said which Emma found funny and she snorted, Norma leaned back on the mat and place both her feet on the rods looking up to the lights that illuminated her light blue eyes. The doctor went over to turn off the lights and her eyes were faced with the disappearing of electricity when her attention turned to her right where the monitor stood lit up. She heard the noise of the gel squeaking out onto the white plastic stick, Emma noticed Norma's discomfort when it entered and she held Norma's hand when they both looked to the monitor.
"Okay, let's see if there's a surprise." The doctor said as he moved slowly and on the screen popped a black and white figure flickering, it was the size of a small cherry and it blinked.
There it was. The surprise.
"A Big Surprise." Norma said when she looked at the small body and the little heart that flickered on the screen, the doctor explained the head, arms, and legs had already begun to form and it was now a fetus, he pointed to the head which Emma cooed at and the little tiny hands which were barely visible.
"I'd say your around almost 10 weeks, just finishing your 9th week by the size of the fetus, I'll go print out some pictures for you and fill out a report for your doctor. I recommend you go see your primary doctor and then follow through with finding a Gynecologist or Midwife, whatever you prefer and going from there. Congratulations." He said with a happy smile as he slowly removed the stick from Norma who sat up on the bed and Emma stood with a happy smile.
"Oh, my God, Norma." She said with a rising tone of happiness in her voice.
"Yeah, oh my god." Norma said in response turning to look at her with a crazed smile. It had hit her, that this was real, in about 7 months now she would be giving birth. She felt happy, but also upset at the same time because Alex had not even mentioned to her that he had tooken advantage of her, but she couldn't really remember that night, but a part of her knew that…the person she was with was someone she knew and someone she wanted. And it was Alex.
"Were going to the state penitentiary." Norma said getting off the bed and going to put on her clothes and Emma scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.
"Why? You want to tell Sheriff Romero?" Emma said before it hit her and she let out a slow "oh" sound and Norma finished dressing.
"Were about to go and make him the happiest man in the world or the unluckiest." She said with a determined smile as she adjusted the strap of her purse over her shoulder, Emma nodded in agreement, it was always such fun to go on adventures with Norma she always managed to surprise her with the craziest things. Norma grabbed her papers and the ultrasound pictures of the baby with its little head and phalanges and whatnot.
Norma was a mom on a mission when she got in her car, Emma dragged the tank with her and stared at the photos of the baby when they headed on the highway driving up to the state penitentiary, what a place to be after finding out you're going to be a mom again.
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good~
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood~
The radio softly played Nina Simone, Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood, Emma waved her head to the song as the car hummed calmly. Emma looked through each of them, the doctor had printed out 5 of them, each had different angles of the baby, you could see it's little body, it's little hands clutched together and its little legs.
"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?" Emma asked as Norma clicked her tongue in response and looked out at the road before looking at her front mirror.
"It's too early to tell, but by the amount of boys I have and with Alex being the terminator, I wouldn't be surprised if I have another boy." Norma said shrugging as she looked to her mirror before a sign passed by on the road reading the miles left.
"I know, but would you want a girl?" Emma asked curiously and Norma looked to her before looking back to the road.
"Of course, I would be happy with either. Although, it would be nice to have a girl. Boys can be a lot to handle. Especially if I have 3." She said laughing and Emma laughed in unison.
Alex stood in his room sitting at his desk reading, that was what he was doing in his free time, reading, getting right with lord, it was one way to keep him from losing his mind. He closed the book in his hands and looked to the picture of his mother on his wall, he felt as if he'd disappointed her by ending up in the dog cage just like his father. He closed his eyes before leaving his cell and going down to the wood work, he walked in and strapped on the necessary equipment. He set about measuring large planks before taking them to the table saw and running them through until he noticed a guard flagging him down. He shut off the table saw and put his equipment back.
"Yeah." He said looking the officer in response and the officer pointed to the door.
"You have a visitor." Alex squinted as he was confused, he didn't know anyone would visit him and followed the officer through the buildings before landing in the main entrance waiting room area where the officer released him. He scanned the room and his eyes landed on a blond woman with short curls seated at a table with a worried expression, he noticed Emma in the corner by the snack machines obviously giving Norma privacy which was much appreciated.
He quickly walked over to her, his eyes couldn't believe she was there. When he approached the table and her blue eyes looked from her hands to his auburn ones, there was a sense of relief to see eachother and she arose to hug him. There was no touching, but no one seemed to mind, he held her tight, they didn't say anything, he kissed her head and they pulled apart.
"Alex, what happened?" She said softly as her eyes were filled with concern and he sat apart from her folding his hands together on the table. She took notice of his nasty stubble and lack of appearance, he smelled okay which meant he was bathing and he looked in good shape.
"I don't know, Norma. I don't know. They just came out of nowhere." He said in response, letting out a heavy sigh and she kept her gaze with him.
"Alex, I need to ask you a question." She started after a long period of silence, he leaned forward in anticipation awaiting the question.
"Ask away." He said holding a hard gaze as he noticed her eyes leave his and she was doing that thing, that thing she always does when she lies or doesn't know how to tell the truth.
"Do you remember when Rebecca took me to that party…The Arcanum Club?" Norma began noticing Alex's uneasiness about either the mention of Rebecca or The Arcanum Club, she couldn't tell which.
"Yeah." He responded bluntly.
"Were you there?" She asked seriously as she held her gaze with him and he stood silent for a moment, biting down on his jaw and clearing his throat.
"Yeah."
"I…I met with someone who found me there, in the morning after I had been drugged…"
"You were drugged, too?" He asked concerned and arose slightly, not catching the fact he said "too" and Norma stared at him confused when she remembered what Annika had said about him being drugged as well to be kept out of the way.
"Too?" She said as the deep pit in her stomach was slowly rising with anger and nostrils slowly flaring as she cocked her head in question as he took notice of her shift in attitude. Leaning back in his chair and turning around to make sure the guards were far away or that no one had noticed the rising tension between them.
"It doesn't matter. All I know is that I was and I don't know why, but what happened Norma?" Alex dismissed her burst of questions, trying to get to the bottom of what happened to Norma that night, but she was hesitant to say anything. She kept her lips in a thin line and fiddled with the straps of her purse before he heard her lips purse.
"Do you remember sleeping with anyone that night?" She said meeting his auburn eyes once more that were filled with concern before it all diminished and he turned away in shame.
"I don't remember, but I suppose I did." He answered softly and she let out a heavy sigh and turned to Emma who was giving her a comforting look and motioning for her to just tell him, but in reality, every fiber of her being was keeping her from beating the shit out of him and throwing him down from where he sat and cursing him for doing this to her.
At least buy her a drink first.
"You don't remember who you slept with?" Norma mocked as Alex was beginning to get annoyed with antagonizing questions that were leading nowhere.
"No, I don't…God-Norma." He stuttered when she began glaring at him and wasn't going to stop until he told the truth, but he couldn't remember. Bits and Fragments.
"It was a blonde woman with blue eyes, very common amongst Bob's selection." Alex finished quickly not wanting to look her in the eye, but she didn't say anything.
"What if there was one unaccounted for?" Norma said after a long silence between them and Alex looked from the table to meet Norma's calm blue eyes that were slowly welling with tears. He shook his head slowly, connecting the dots, the voice, the face, it was her, he had taken advantage of her in such a state and he lowered his balled fists on the table, unfolding them and reaching out to touch her hand which she pulled away looking at him with disappointment.
"I didn't know…Norma, please, I…" He said not knowing how to reach out to her when she slowly arose from the table with a small tear falling from her face and the sound of sniffling. Her hand made its way into her purse, shifting around through contents before coming upon the silk photograph and she slammed it out on the table alarming everyone in the room with the sudden sound.
She wasn't willing to hear anymore, she was upset, and hormonal, this whole situation didn't happen the way it should have. It had happened horribly, like everything in her life always did and she slammed the photo down in defeat.
"Congratulations." She said before walking away before he could say anything, her heels clicking away was all that could be heard. His eyes scanned the photo, realizing what it was and turned to see her walking away with shoulders down in defeat and he traced his fingers along the silk surface. In the center was a small tiny body with a little head, arms, and legs. His breathing stopped for a moment when he lifted it up to get a better look at it and the prison guard came to get him.
"I'm going to be a father."
FINALLY! I'M WHERE I ACTUALLY PLANNED FOR THIS STORY TO GO!
THERE IT IS! SHE'S PREGNANT!
She has a bit mixed feelings towards Alex because of what happened and the way it happened. Alex will find his way back to her though and his baby.
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