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I wake up at the middle of the night and the situation is that I wet myself. Well it's no wonder thinking about the past day, that it brought my nocturnal enuresis back. Lately it's been just very rare occasions. I go for a quick shower, change into a clean pijama, then I put my sheets in the bathroom, directly in the washing machine. My bed is also wet so I can't go back there. I'm thinking about waking my parents, but I don't want to. I go to their room instead, and since Mom is sleeping alone anyway, I lay next to her.
She looks peaceful in her sleep and she is also warm after my cold and wet bed, so I snuggle to her and fall back asleep easily.
In the morning she doesn't ask any questions but washes my sheets. As Dad comes out of the bathroom I can see that he noticed the washing machine working at an unusual time, since Saturday is laundry day, but he decides not to make a comment. We all go together that day with Dad's car. Usually I take the school bus, but now my parents are coming too. Dory also comes with us and we drop her at her preschool. She is the only one talking in the car. Mom and Dad are nervous, I can sense it.
I'm not even nervous. This day would be bad anyway so I figured it' pointless to be nervous about it. When we arrive at school I go to my classroom.
As I walk in, I can see Debbie surrounded by a large group of boys and girls. When they notice me, they suddenly became silent. Then I go to my seat and sit down. I want to read that article before lesson starts so I get it out from my bag and start to read like I would'nt see my classmates staring at me.
But then I feel somebody grabbing it out of my hand. It's Debbie.
" What are you reading? Is your science thingy teaching you how to break arms? " she asks. I don't want to react to that, but I try to take the magazine back from her. Her gang is all around us so I clearly have no chance. I'm outnumbered, but her little smile annoys me so much. I stand up facing her. I'm much taller than her, which is not hard, given she is quite little. Her parents are small too. I'm not that tall either, maybe I will be, since my Dad is. I have his eyes, and maybe Mom's brown hair.
She drops my magazine as she sees that I'm no longer in control and will punch her in the face if she keeps doing that, no matter she is a girl. Then she turns away and wipes her hand into one of her girlfirend's: Catherine's shirt.
" Eww. I'm sorry but my hand's got some Nicki. It could be contagious. " Debbie says quite loudly. She is not saying it to me but she clearly wants me to hear it.
Catherine laughs and then wipes the nothing they call Nicki into Alex.
" Noo, I don't want Nick's dirt. " he says complaining and gives the nothing further to Paul. Paul is kind of a silent kid and he doesn't want any more trouble so he wipes his shirt into the door, then it's over. Classic Debbie.
The rest of the day goes on as boring as any day at school. Some of my teachers often try to give me puzzles or difficult exercises and assignments, but they are just elementary school teachers. Their education is really limited. But I pretend that I enjoy them so they leave me alone.
Actually I hate most of my teachers. First of all they are not that smart, and second of all they never seem to recognize what's happening to me when they are not around. They are not fond of me either. Somedays, when I'm fed up with everything, and really bored, I play a little game myself, where I correct every mistake they make, and I make a list about it, so in my list, I make them compete with each other. If this doesn't make my bad feelings go away, then whomever wins (got the most correction) gets a little congratulation letter from me too. That makes them blush and angry.
Mom and Principal Alvarez pointed out, that this is really rude of me, but Dad just laughed. And then they started to argue again. I mean Mom and Dad, not Dad and my school's principal. Mom often says that Dad doesn't take my social integration seriously. I don' think Dad is irresponsible. I think at least he is on my side.
The rest of the day goes like really boring. I'm surprised that they are not after me like they often do, but I guess they just take their time to get their revenge. Instead of trying to beat me up they just pretend I don't exist. In that everyone joins them, and no one talks to me the whole day, not even the kids who are not in Debbie's gang and sometimes try to have little conversations with me, like Paul.
In the library where I hide in the afternoon I can't really concentrate. Science magazines are cool, but my parents and their friends give me tons of it to read. All of them want me to choose their field of study except of course Aunt Penny, who doesn't have any. Mom's work is impressive for sure, but I'm not that into it. Well, to tell the truth I'm not that into Dad's work either. I always pretend I am because it makes him happy, but actually I find engineneering the most interesting. I know Dad would hate the idea and I should hate Uncle Howard's work since his daughter is such a huge pain in the ass, but it's cool. He's been to space. And clearly he doesn't seem like he is the one responsible for Debbie's behaviour. And he is making real things work.
When I was younger I was mostly fascinated by Uncle Raj's field. I thought he is that rich because astrophycisists make a lot of money. Then Mom explained that he is only rich because he inherited from his late parents.
I know it's meaningless to think about all that yet, especially if Mom sticks to her concept of me going to school all the way until I'm eighteen.
The next day I have to see the school counselor, so I walk to her room instead of my literature class. My parents didn't say a word about their meeting with her, and acted nervous for the rest of the day. Dad slept on the couch again, so I asked Mom if I could sleep in their bed instead because I was afraid I would have night terrors or wet myself if I sleep alone. I know, it's such a shame, and I'm way too old for this, but she finally agreed so at least I had a good sleep.
I arrive exactly four minutes early to the school counselor so I stand in front of the door. I don't think she could help my situation unless she plans on blowing up the whole school with Debbie and her friends in it and taking Mom's Nobel back, but I don't think that's a solution any counselor would come up with.
She opens the door two minutes early. She is an older woman, maybe in her late fourties or early fifties, she has short, wavy, black hair and wears a grey costume with a blue shirt. She smiles at me.
" I think we are two minutes early. " I say. I don't want to sound rude, but the appointment was for 11.a.m. and not for 10.58.
" Sure. Want to come in? " she asks.
" I'd prefer waiting until it's 11. " I answer.
She nods and closes the door. I sigh. Then at 11. a.m. I knock then I come in. The room is fully decorated with drawings. We sit down and she asks me what do I know about why I'm here.
" I pushed down Caleb Burridge on the stairs. " I answer.
" Yes, I heard that story from Principal Alvarez. " she nods. She is waiting for me to tell more. But I really don't want to.
We sit in silence. Then she asks me to draw trees. I'm quite good at drawing but I'd enjoy drawing spaceships better. I take my time with drawing, since it's a good way to avoid further conversation. She tries to ask me about my parents and my life but I answer with yes or no and don't share my feelings or anything. Then thank god our time is finally up, and I leave, but first I get a next appointment.
At home I play video games with Dory in her room. We are a good team, but we still got killed. I'm angry, I feel like nothing is working for me.
" Look at what you've done! I told you to cover me! " I shout at Dory.
" It was not my fault! "
" It was! You suck at this!"
" I don't! You went the wrong way! "
" No! You are so stupid!"
" You just yell at me because nobody likes you at school. " she says.
" What? " I ask. I'm truly surprised.
" Debbie told me. " she smiles victoriously. " Nobody likes you. "
And before thinking I punch her in the face. She starts to cry really loudly at the moment my fist meets her face. I'm a little scared, but I think I didn't hit her that hard to cry like this. Mom and Dad run into Dory's room.
Mom lifts up Dory and sits down with her in her lap. She tries to calm her down. Dad looks at me. He bites his lip and I know he doesn't know what to say. He never knows.
A minute passes and Dory starts to calm.
" I've never hit my sister. " Dad finally says with great disappointment. Mom looks up at us and shakes her head.
" Why don't you do something? " she asks Dad angrily then looks at me.
" Go to your room! " she says and I do so.
I sit on my bed and wait. I know probably Mom will come in and try to talk with me. First maybe she'll aruge with Dad again. It seems so unfair since I was the one who hit Dory, not him. Now I'm angry with Mom too. She didn't even ask what happened, just automatically assumed it was my fault and I should be sent to my room while that spoiled little Dory gets consolation. She was the reason of the conflict anyway. I know she is little but she should know when to shut her mouth. I'm so angry I start to throw my stuffed toys into the floor. So my room is basically a mess in less than five minutes. I know I'll get extra punismhent for that and I feel so helpless I start to cry.
Dad comes in finally, but he doesn't want to talk. He just tells me simply that he and Mom decided that I won't get pocket money this week and I have to apologize to Dory. He also tells me to clean up then leaves.
2016
" So when will the vomiting stop? " Sheldon asked as Amy finally got out of the bathroom.
" I have no idea. Most likely a couple of weeks. But there are exceptions. " she answered.
" Are you okay? "
" I am. It's not so bad like being sick. It's more like... throwing up drunk, when it just happens and when it's over, it's better. " she asnwered.
" You're so pale. Are you sure you can drive? " Sheldon was still worried. He knew pregnant women have morning sickness, but it was Amy and now it was again so real.
" I am. I'll brush my teeth and everything's gonna be fine. " she said and walked back to the bathroom.
" Sure? You could kill our entire family. " he said looking after her.
Amy stopped.
" You said family. "
" Yes, we are going to be one, remember? "
" Yes, yes, I do. I'm just a little touched. Can I give you a hug? " she asked with a questioning look. Sheldon sighed.
" Could you do it after that toothbrushing? "
" Sure. " she nodded and headed to the bathroom. Sheldon turned to the sink to wash their mugs and he wasn't even finished when she felt Amy hugging him from behind. He smiled and turned around.
" Now, let me go, Little Lady. We are going to be late. " he said.
" I'm sorry. Sheldon... I wanted to ask you something... "
" Great. I recommend you to ask me, because given our intellects there is a high possibility that one of us knows the answer to any question, so if you don't, I will.
" Well, it isn't an academic question. It's more like a feeling and interpersonal relationships kind of question so I think there is a high possibility you won't know how to answer at all. "
" Maybe you are right, but the only way to find it out is experimental as always. "
" True. So I was wondering whether do you want to go to the gynecologist with me tomorrow. "
" You were right, it's a hard one. Do you want me to go? "
" I don't know. I know you hate doctors and places with germs, and also I'm a little afraid that you are going to be you know, a little embarrassing. Also I would like to share that with you, but I live with you now and I won't feel lonely even if you decide not to come. So it's all up to you. "
" What if I'll still think about it? " he asked. He was looking at Amy trying to find out her real opinion on the subject.
" Take your time. " she smiled.
...
That night Amy and Sheldon lay in their bed next to each other. Sheldon was reading on his Ipad and Amy was reading a book. Sheldon looked up at her often. They've been living together for a month now but it still felt strange having her this near everytime. Sheldon was a little afraid as he got used to Amy always around. Finally he put his Ipad on the nightstand.
" I've been thinking. " he started.
" You have always been thinking. " she smiled.
" I mean about the doctors appointment. "
" Oh. " Amy put the book down.
" I want to go with you if you'd like that too. "
" You know I would. " she said and gave him a little kiss on his cheek. Sheldon blushed. He didn't know what to do. Everytime Amy did something like this he felt the urge to kiss her back. But kisses led to wanting even more. And he still didn't know what would be the appropiate frequency of being physically with Amy. He wanted to satisfy her as he wanted to get satisfied too, but didn't intended to lose his rational self either. And never wanted to lose the relationship of their minds in favor of the relationship of their bodies. So in situations like this he acted really shy, but Amy doesn't seem to get upset about it. She went back to her book.
" Amy... "
" Yes, Sheldon" She put her book down again.
" What do you want to do tonight? " he asked finally.
" I don't know how to answer that. As you see I'm trying to read, but first you stare at me, then you keep interrupting me. "
" What if I want to be with you instead? " he asked.
" I don't feel like playing anything. " she answered.
" What if it's not for playing? " he asked.
" I'm listening. "
" I want... You know... To make love. "
" It's almost past our bedtime. What if that takes longer time? "
" Maybe we will be tired in the morning. I want you to get proper amount of sleep, but maybe we could make an exception. "
" Like anything can happen Thursday? "
" Oh, please, not that wild. You don't want to know what will I do with you on anything can happen Thursday, which is the first Thursday of every month as we agreed upon. " he said.
Amy laughed then threw her book on the floor turning to him.
Thank you for your love and reviews and everything, I hope you still like my fic :) I finally made up my mind about how will the rest go, and we still have a long way ahead. We are about to have more flashbacks. Please leave a review. :)