Chapter 23
I fell asleep in Emma's room. I must have dried off because when I opened my eyes, I saw my legs instead of my tail. I remembered last night and started to cry again. I had another fight with Zane. Maybe my dad was right.
I got up and unlocked the door. I stuck my head out and saw nobody, so I walked into the hall. I walked down the stairs and went to the kitchen. I grabbed a bowl and some cereal. I poured my cereal and put some milk in it. As I sat there eating, I hoped that Zane didn't come downstairs.
But of course, luck didn't go in my favor.
I heard footsteps and saw Zane walk into the kitchen. I looked at him and he looked at me. I looked away, but Zane kept staring at me.
"Can we talk?" he asked me.
I just got up and out my bowl in the sink.
"I take that as a no," he said.
I turned around and said, "Why should I talk to you?"
"I'm sorry."
"Sometimes sorry isn't enough. Do you know how hurt I feel right now?"
He stayed silent.
"That's just like you. To go silent when there's a problem. Do you even still love me?" I asked him.
"Of course I love you Rikki."
"Then why don't you want the baby. Just tell me that."
"I don't know." I guess I had tears in my eyes because he said, "Rikki, please don't cry." He tried to hug me, but I just pulled away.
"Can we please just talk about this," he asked me as I walked out of the room. I stopped and turned around. I shook my head and left the house. I really don't care if there's a group out there trying to kill us. I jumped into the water. I swam and didn't stop until I was forced to. I swam into a net.
I really need to think before I act.
I tried to turn around and swim the other way, but I just saw more net. My tail was getting tangled and I couldn't get out. Zane wouldn't come and find me. He would think that I needed space. I put my hand in front of me and burned a hole in the net. I burned up the net caught on my tail and swam out of there. I swam back to the beach and got out of the water. I dried myself off and looked at the water. I saw a boat in the distance. They pulled up the net and were confused about the burn marks.
I walked back to the house. But, before I walked in I checked my watch. It's been two hours!
I walked into the house and saw flowers everywhere.
"Zane? What's going on?" I asked him. I didn't know where he was. I just hoped he would answer.
"Come upstairs. To the room next to ours," he screamed down the stairs.
I walked up the stairs and went into the room he told me to go in. I saw a brown, wood crib and a huge teddy bear in the corner. I saw Zane with a dozen roses in his hands.
"What's all this?" I asked him.
"I do want this baby and I thought of a way to show it. I decided to start a baby room and put roses and other flowers all over the place."
"You know I'm not the type of girl who wants flowers," I said to him and his face fell. "But the baby room idea that made me happy." He smiled.
"Do you forgive me?" he asked me.
"I tiny bit. You keep screwing up. You say the wrong things and I just don't know what to do."
He walked over to me and said, "I promise to not say stupid things or at least try. You know me; it's hard for an idiot to not be stupid." I laughed and he came over and hugged me. I didn't pull away.
"I really do love you Rikki."
"I love you too."
"Do I have to sleep in the basement?"
I laughed and he just stared at me with a look that made me laugh harder.
"No, I want you with me," I said to him before I kissed him.
"Good, cause I can't be without you." He kissed me and I fell into him.
Ash came into the room and saw us kissing. He said, "Sorry to interrupt. Congrats on not fighting!" He ran out of the room.
"Thanks mate!" Zane screamed. "Should we make a doctor's appointment or something?"
"Oh shit! I forgot about my appointment." I ran out of the room and ran to my car. Zane followed and got in the passenger's seat.
"Are you allowed to drive?" he asked me.
"Yes. You are so stupid sometimes, but you're still cute."
"So, how's it going with healing Emma," he asked me after a couple of minutes of silent.
"I started to heal her cuts on her face and didn't pay attention to her bullet wound."
"Isn't that just a regular cut by now?"
I looked at him and then back at the road.
"It's still a bullet wound. She needs to have stiches. I give up healing that wound. It's just taking too much energy out of me. I need to focus on us and our child."
"I agree. I just have one question."
"Yeah?" I asked him.
"Where did you go when you stormed out of the house?"
"I dived into the ocean. I swam until I got caught in a net."
"What?"
"Don't what me. It's your fault. I never would have gone in the water if you didn't piss me off!"
"Did anyone see you?"
"Of course that's what you're worried about. Why aren't you worried about if I'm okay?"
"I am worried about you. I don't think you should go swimming in the ocean for a while. It's too dangerous. I don't want you hurt."
"Thanks," I said to him as we parked in one of the open spots in the parking lot. I got out and Zane put his arm around me. We walked into the office and I checked in.
"What are we doing here anyway? I thought you don't need an appointment till you're like two months pregnant or something," Zane said to me.
"I want to make sure that I'm pregnant."
"Wait, you might not be?"
"If I wasn't what would you do."
"Have sex till you are." I laughed at that.
"It would be fun," I said to him.
"Rikki Chadwick?" the nurse called.
I got up and Zane followed. I got a checkup and they took some blood. They told us that they would call us at our house to tell us the news.
Once we got home, Zane requested that we take a walk on the beach. I agreed.
We walked hand in hand and kissed every now and then. We ran into Bella and Cleo.
"So, you're back together!" Bella screamed.
"Nice Bella, announce it to the whole world," I said to her. Bella and Cleo laughed. Zane joined in and I did to eventually.
"How's Emma," Cleo asked me.
"Still in a coma. I healed little cuts and I'm giving up on the bullet wound."
Cleo started to say something when someone picked me up and threw me in the water.
In front of everyone on the beach.
