The Wretched And The Divine
Picking Up the Pieces
March 10, 2014
CC’s POV
I’d really fucked up this time, Gemma was still not talking to me, as I bet Isis is the same with Ashley. I hadn’t really spoken to him either. I knew if I hadn’t have got so drunk that night then this whole mess wouldn’t have happened, and me and Gemma would be concentrating on getting ready for our little bundle of joy. It was still sinking in that by the end of the year I would be a dad. I went into the living room to find Gemma half asleep on the couch. This pregnancy was already taking its toll on her body, she was always so tired, but apparently that was normal. I could see her hand caressing the barely noticeable bump she had. You could only see it when she wore tight tops, which was rarely now, she’d become really self conscious, well more than before. If anything it made her look more beautiful, knowing that she was carrying something we’d made together out of love, even if it was unintentional. I smiled towards her. She just glared. I sighed and went to go make us both some lunch, knowing that she hadn’t eaten. She daren’t due to late starting morning sickness. I put a small ham sandwich on the coffee table in front of her. She turned over and turned her back to me.
“Come on,” I said gently, “You’ve got to eat, I know you hate me, but thats no reason to starve yourself or our baby.”
“I’m not hungry” she said, “I feel sick.”
“What’s wrong?” I asked her, she stayed silent, “Come on, you can’t shut me out forever.”
“I can try.” she said barely above a whisper. This was really frustrating I knew she was really stubborn, and tended to bottle things up until she snapped, but I could tell the stress was getting to her.
“I know you’re stressed,” I said, “but please just open up to me, have a go at me or something, keeping all this in isn’t good for you, I love you, and I care about you and our baby, please, if not for me then for little bump.” She turned and glared at me.
“That better?” She asked sarcastically, at least it was a reaction, which is more than what I’d got recently. I sat on the arm of the sofa by her feet.
“A bit,” I said, “Shout at me or something, I know I deserve everything you say. I really wish I could take all of what happened.”
“it’s not as fun when you know you deserve it.” she said, with a small smile.
“This isn’t fun,” I said, “I feel like shit after putting you through all this stress, even more so since we found out the baby, because I know it’s not only you that I have to make it right with, and that alone is more than I wanted. I never wanted to hurt you.”
“But you did.” she said, “Being drunk isn’t an excuse for what you done. I hate you for how you’ve made me feel, but I can't not love you too, and that’s what makes it worse, dun’t help my hormones are all over the place. Every time I see you I just want to be like it was but it’s never going to. You betrayed me in a huge way, and I don’t know if I can forgive you, let alone Isis and Ashley for it.” We were finally making progress, although she was now crying, I tried to hug her but she pushed me away, and ran to the bathroom. I followed and heard her throwing up. I went inside to hold her hair back. She was shaking and paper white. I hated what this pregnancy was doing to her. She put one arm over her bump and looked at me scared.
“What’s the matter?” I asked. She leant over and screamed in pain. Shit! I rang an ambulance and helped her downstairs after the pain had died down a little bit. Tears were streaming down her face again. It didn’t take long for the ambulance to arrive, but at the same time it felt like an eternity. I helped her into the ambulance and rode in the back with her holding her hand the entire way, trying to keep myself from falling apart.
Gemma’s POV
The pain was unbearable as they transferred me from the ambulance to the A&E department. I just wanted to curl up in a ball. I could feel my jeans getting damp. Was I bleeding? Was I going to loose my baby? Had I already lost the baby? I wanted CC, but they made him stay behind. The doctors raced around trying to calm me and give me pain relief. I could feel myself going lightheaded as they gave me some Pethidine, morphine would be too risky at this stage, at least I think that’s what the doctor said before I screamed at her to save my baby. It felt like they were working on me for hours before the pain meds wore off and I couldn’t feel any pain at all. I was wheeled up to the pre natal ward and CC joined me a little while later. He looked like he’d been crying. They hadn’t told me what was happening but as soon as I saw the look on his face, I feared the worst and burst into tears again. He came over to me and just held me saying he was sorry over and over again. I didn’t want to push him away, I just wanted him to take me away from all of this. I wanted my baby to be ok, I wanted us to be a family. At that moment I realised that this was just a small bump in the road, my baby was bigger than anything CC had done while I was away.
“I forgive you,” I whispered between sobs. He looked at me in disbelief.
“What?” He asked confused.
“I forgive you for sleeping with Isis and Ashley,” I said, just then the doctor came in.
“Ok,” she said, “we’ve done some tests and a scan, while you were under pain relief, it made you drowsy, Luckily the baby is fine and growing well. it seems that this was your body telling you to relax and stop stressing yourself out, it’s not good for either you or your baby. You were lucky this time, next time you might not be, and let’s hope there isn’t a next time. We want to keep you in overnight for observation, but for now you both are fine.” I felt CC relax as the Doctor told us the news. He kissed the side of my head.
“From now on you will be spoilt and waited on hand and foot, so that you stay relaxed,” he said, “I don’t ever want to have to go through that ever again. I thought I’d lost you both. I could hear you screaming at the doctors, and then you went quiet, it was the most nerve wracking few hours of my life. I don’t want to lose either of you, ever. And I promise that I will never hurt you like that ever again as well. I hate the fact I’m the cause of the stress that made it so we nearly lost the baby.” He hugged me close, he was shaking. I leant into him and let tears fall, tears of bittersweet happiness. Today could have been one of the worst days of my life, both our lives, not many couples come back from a loss of a child. We sat there for the rest of the evening talking over plans, I’d told him he’d have to earn my trust back, which he understood completely. He told me that when we got home I wasn't allowed to lift a finger, I glared at him for that, he only laughed. I was used to my independence, I wasn’t gunna let him take that away from me, after all I was pregnant, not disabled. We discussed names and whether we’d prefered a boy or a girl. CC was adamant that no matter what they’d learn to play drums. I was siding for guitar. CC convinced the nurses to let him stay with me over night, which as it turned out wasn't that hard, one of the night nurses was a fan of his, she was really surprised when doing her rounds to see us in this ward, but said she’d keep our secret. Which we were grateful for, after all the last thing I wanted was to be bombarded with angry fangirls when I left here. She came back after her shift finished and as promised CC took a photo with her. We’d called Andy to come and get us once I was discharged, as CC hadn’t come in his car. He kept badgering us to tell him what had happened, as we hadn’t been talking, we’d not announced my pregnancy to the band and management yet. I finally gave in as we pulled up to CC’s house.
“Fine!” I said, “I’m pregnant, and we nearly lost the baby yesterday.” Andy’s jaw dropped.
“Wait? What?” He said.
“I’m gunna be a dad,” said CC a huge smile on his face. Andy laughed.
“Good one!” he said, “Now tell me what really happened?” We looked at him. I got out the car and pulled my top tight around the small bump.
“No fucking way” he said, “Our little Chuppys gunna be a dad!” CC whacked him around the head. I laughed.
“We haven’t told anyone yet,” I said, “Well Ashley and Isis know but, that’s a whole other story right now, we’re going to tell everyone soon so keep quiet!” I warned him.
“I can tell Jules though right?” I rolled my eyes, knowing it’d be hard for him to keep this quiet. I looked to CC he shrugged, then we both nodded to Andy.
“Ok,” he said, he got out the car to hug me, “Now you look after yourself and that baby, and congrats. I’m really happy for you both.” He got back into the car after saying goodbye and drove off. I felt CC’s arm around me, as I squealed as he picked me up bridal style.
“I can walk you know.” I said laughing as he carried me inside and to the sofa.
“I know but you need to rest.” he said, “So Star Trek, Lord of the Rings, or Harry Potter marathon?” he held up a few DVD’s from my collection as the majority of my stuff had now been shipped over by mum.
“You’re making me choose between my children!” I exclaimed, he chuckled.
“So Star Trek it is then,” he said, “Do you have Into Darkness?”
“Yes but start with the first one first!” I got up and rummaged through my dvd’s to find the original films, with William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy as Kirk and Spock, and piled them all up next to the tv, and I mean all of the films, even the ones with Patrick Stewart as Jean-Luc Picard. CC’s jaw dropped.
“How many movies are there?” He asked.
“12 altogether including the two reboot ones.” I said.
“Ok what have I got myself into?” He said.
“Well you already knew I was a nerd,” I said, “With all the Doctor who and other fandom references” I added as I sat back down.
“I guess I’d better get the popcorn sorted then.” He said shaking his head and headed into the kitchen. We then settled down to watch the films, he pulled me into his chest and kept his arms round me for the marathon. We got to Generations when he exclaimed.
“Wait thats Will Wheton from Big Bang theory!” He said, “I thought they were joking when they said he was in this.”
“No thats Will Wheton from Star Trek: the Next Generation.” I said, “He fell foul of the curse. TBBT is his biggest role since this series ended.” We went back to the films till I ended up falling asleep part way through Insurrection, well it was stupid o’clock in the morning by that point.
CC’s POV
I’d really fucked up this time, Gemma was still not talking to me, as I bet Isis is the same with Ashley. I hadn’t really spoken to him either. I knew if I hadn’t have got so drunk that night then this whole mess wouldn’t have happened, and me and Gemma would be concentrating on getting ready for our little bundle of joy. It was still sinking in that by the end of the year I would be a dad. I went into the living room to find Gemma half asleep on the couch. This pregnancy was already taking its toll on her body, she was always so tired, but apparently that was normal. I could see her hand caressing the barely noticeable bump she had. You could only see it when she wore tight tops, which was rarely now, she’d become really self conscious, well more than before. If anything it made her look more beautiful, knowing that she was carrying something we’d made together out of love, even if it was unintentional. I smiled towards her. She just glared. I sighed and went to go make us both some lunch, knowing that she hadn’t eaten. She daren’t due to late starting morning sickness. I put a small ham sandwich on the coffee table in front of her. She turned over and turned her back to me.
“Come on,” I said gently, “You’ve got to eat, I know you hate me, but thats no reason to starve yourself or our baby.”
“I’m not hungry” she said, “I feel sick.”
“What’s wrong?” I asked her, she stayed silent, “Come on, you can’t shut me out forever.”
“I can try.” she said barely above a whisper. This was really frustrating I knew she was really stubborn, and tended to bottle things up until she snapped, but I could tell the stress was getting to her.
“I know you’re stressed,” I said, “but please just open up to me, have a go at me or something, keeping all this in isn’t good for you, I love you, and I care about you and our baby, please, if not for me then for little bump.” She turned and glared at me.
“That better?” She asked sarcastically, at least it was a reaction, which is more than what I’d got recently. I sat on the arm of the sofa by her feet.
“A bit,” I said, “Shout at me or something, I know I deserve everything you say. I really wish I could take all of what happened.”
“it’s not as fun when you know you deserve it.” she said, with a small smile.
“This isn’t fun,” I said, “I feel like shit after putting you through all this stress, even more so since we found out the baby, because I know it’s not only you that I have to make it right with, and that alone is more than I wanted. I never wanted to hurt you.”
“But you did.” she said, “Being drunk isn’t an excuse for what you done. I hate you for how you’ve made me feel, but I can't not love you too, and that’s what makes it worse, dun’t help my hormones are all over the place. Every time I see you I just want to be like it was but it’s never going to. You betrayed me in a huge way, and I don’t know if I can forgive you, let alone Isis and Ashley for it.” We were finally making progress, although she was now crying, I tried to hug her but she pushed me away, and ran to the bathroom. I followed and heard her throwing up. I went inside to hold her hair back. She was shaking and paper white. I hated what this pregnancy was doing to her. She put one arm over her bump and looked at me scared.
“What’s the matter?” I asked. She leant over and screamed in pain. Shit! I rang an ambulance and helped her downstairs after the pain had died down a little bit. Tears were streaming down her face again. It didn’t take long for the ambulance to arrive, but at the same time it felt like an eternity. I helped her into the ambulance and rode in the back with her holding her hand the entire way, trying to keep myself from falling apart.
Gemma’s POV
The pain was unbearable as they transferred me from the ambulance to the A&E department. I just wanted to curl up in a ball. I could feel my jeans getting damp. Was I bleeding? Was I going to loose my baby? Had I already lost the baby? I wanted CC, but they made him stay behind. The doctors raced around trying to calm me and give me pain relief. I could feel myself going lightheaded as they gave me some Pethidine, morphine would be too risky at this stage, at least I think that’s what the doctor said before I screamed at her to save my baby. It felt like they were working on me for hours before the pain meds wore off and I couldn’t feel any pain at all. I was wheeled up to the pre natal ward and CC joined me a little while later. He looked like he’d been crying. They hadn’t told me what was happening but as soon as I saw the look on his face, I feared the worst and burst into tears again. He came over to me and just held me saying he was sorry over and over again. I didn’t want to push him away, I just wanted him to take me away from all of this. I wanted my baby to be ok, I wanted us to be a family. At that moment I realised that this was just a small bump in the road, my baby was bigger than anything CC had done while I was away.
“I forgive you,” I whispered between sobs. He looked at me in disbelief.
“What?” He asked confused.
“I forgive you for sleeping with Isis and Ashley,” I said, just then the doctor came in.
“Ok,” she said, “we’ve done some tests and a scan, while you were under pain relief, it made you drowsy, Luckily the baby is fine and growing well. it seems that this was your body telling you to relax and stop stressing yourself out, it’s not good for either you or your baby. You were lucky this time, next time you might not be, and let’s hope there isn’t a next time. We want to keep you in overnight for observation, but for now you both are fine.” I felt CC relax as the Doctor told us the news. He kissed the side of my head.
“From now on you will be spoilt and waited on hand and foot, so that you stay relaxed,” he said, “I don’t ever want to have to go through that ever again. I thought I’d lost you both. I could hear you screaming at the doctors, and then you went quiet, it was the most nerve wracking few hours of my life. I don’t want to lose either of you, ever. And I promise that I will never hurt you like that ever again as well. I hate the fact I’m the cause of the stress that made it so we nearly lost the baby.” He hugged me close, he was shaking. I leant into him and let tears fall, tears of bittersweet happiness. Today could have been one of the worst days of my life, both our lives, not many couples come back from a loss of a child. We sat there for the rest of the evening talking over plans, I’d told him he’d have to earn my trust back, which he understood completely. He told me that when we got home I wasn't allowed to lift a finger, I glared at him for that, he only laughed. I was used to my independence, I wasn’t gunna let him take that away from me, after all I was pregnant, not disabled. We discussed names and whether we’d prefered a boy or a girl. CC was adamant that no matter what they’d learn to play drums. I was siding for guitar. CC convinced the nurses to let him stay with me over night, which as it turned out wasn't that hard, one of the night nurses was a fan of his, she was really surprised when doing her rounds to see us in this ward, but said she’d keep our secret. Which we were grateful for, after all the last thing I wanted was to be bombarded with angry fangirls when I left here. She came back after her shift finished and as promised CC took a photo with her. We’d called Andy to come and get us once I was discharged, as CC hadn’t come in his car. He kept badgering us to tell him what had happened, as we hadn’t been talking, we’d not announced my pregnancy to the band and management yet. I finally gave in as we pulled up to CC’s house.
“Fine!” I said, “I’m pregnant, and we nearly lost the baby yesterday.” Andy’s jaw dropped.
“Wait? What?” He said.
“I’m gunna be a dad,” said CC a huge smile on his face. Andy laughed.
“Good one!” he said, “Now tell me what really happened?” We looked at him. I got out the car and pulled my top tight around the small bump.
“No fucking way” he said, “Our little Chuppys gunna be a dad!” CC whacked him around the head. I laughed.
“We haven’t told anyone yet,” I said, “Well Ashley and Isis know but, that’s a whole other story right now, we’re going to tell everyone soon so keep quiet!” I warned him.
“I can tell Jules though right?” I rolled my eyes, knowing it’d be hard for him to keep this quiet. I looked to CC he shrugged, then we both nodded to Andy.
“Ok,” he said, he got out the car to hug me, “Now you look after yourself and that baby, and congrats. I’m really happy for you both.” He got back into the car after saying goodbye and drove off. I felt CC’s arm around me, as I squealed as he picked me up bridal style.
“I can walk you know.” I said laughing as he carried me inside and to the sofa.
“I know but you need to rest.” he said, “So Star Trek, Lord of the Rings, or Harry Potter marathon?” he held up a few DVD’s from my collection as the majority of my stuff had now been shipped over by mum.
“You’re making me choose between my children!” I exclaimed, he chuckled.
“So Star Trek it is then,” he said, “Do you have Into Darkness?”
“Yes but start with the first one first!” I got up and rummaged through my dvd’s to find the original films, with William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy as Kirk and Spock, and piled them all up next to the tv, and I mean all of the films, even the ones with Patrick Stewart as Jean-Luc Picard. CC’s jaw dropped.
“How many movies are there?” He asked.
“12 altogether including the two reboot ones.” I said.
“Ok what have I got myself into?” He said.
“Well you already knew I was a nerd,” I said, “With all the Doctor who and other fandom references” I added as I sat back down.
“I guess I’d better get the popcorn sorted then.” He said shaking his head and headed into the kitchen. We then settled down to watch the films, he pulled me into his chest and kept his arms round me for the marathon. We got to Generations when he exclaimed.
“Wait thats Will Wheton from Big Bang theory!” He said, “I thought they were joking when they said he was in this.”
“No thats Will Wheton from Star Trek: the Next Generation.” I said, “He fell foul of the curse. TBBT is his biggest role since this series ended.” We went back to the films till I ended up falling asleep part way through Insurrection, well it was stupid o’clock in the morning by that point.
Notes
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