Mare

Thank God Eve's door is open since I would have zapped it off its hinges.

I march into her room unannounced. She looks up at me, cradling her baby girl.

"All done with wedding plans this early?" She asks me brightly when my face of shock isn't lightening up. She continues to study me, and when she meets my eyes, then she looks concerned. She walks across her room and puts Coriane in her crib. Coriane coos in protest, but then she plays with the toys in her bed.

"What is it, Mare?" Eve asks me, sitting on her bed.

"How did you find out about Coriane?" I ask her abruptly.

She looks shocked that I'd asked that, I'm shocked that I did as well, I never dreamt that I would.

"Well, after Cal and I, well, ya know," She stops to straighten out her posture. "After about 3 weeks I started showing the obvious symptoms, throwing up, running out of breath, all that fun stuff."

"But how did you know it was Coriane and not just stress?" I question her hurriedly.

"I took a test, simple as that," She looks at me like I'm stupid. "Well, I took about 10 since I was freaking out." She chuckles a bit. I continue to stare at her with fear. I can feel my bones shake at this conversation. I knew it would eventually come up after Maven and I had been married for a year or so and when I was ready and saw it coming, not now.

"Why are you asking me this?" Eve asks me. I have no clue what I am supposed to say to that.

I stare at her, hoping she will understand what I am trying to convey right now. Apparently, she doesn't. I don't know how I am supposed to explain to Eve that I am terrified that I might be pregnant, and it might be Cal's because I was drunk, and we had sex. But it might be Maven's since we had sex before we got married.

You can't.

She continues to stare at me, the thought didn't click in for her yet. That fact makes me feel even more stupid, making the fear running through my veins escalate even more. When the silence continues, all I can hear is my heartbeat. Or is it my heartbeat?

Then the look of shock appears on her face as well, her hands go to cup her face.

I nod my head before she can say anything. But then she does.

"I-Is it Cal's?" She asks me quietly. When her words ring through my ears, the salty tears fill up in my eyes.

"I don't know," I respond shakily, my words coming out as half sobs. I feel some tears trickle out of my eyes, racing down my cheeks. I don't even bother to wipe them away.

"Could it be Maven's?" She asks me, a little bit louder, with concern in her tone.

"Possibly," I breathe in harshly, gasping for air after I choked out a sob. "Hopefully."

Eve walks up to me and gives me a warm, comforting hug. My face goes against her chest and her arms wrap around my waist, not as strong as a normal hug.

"I don't even know if I am pregnant and I'm freaking out," I whisper to her, she lets loose of our embrace and looks at me with her gray eyes.

"I have a test in my bathroom if you want to use it," She tells me softly. I inhale shakily, more tears running down my face.

"I'm terrified," I squeak.

"I was too when this time came for me as well, but it all worked out in the end," Eve says in a motherly tone.

"I know it will, but I can't- not now. I am going to be married in a week, and what if it's Cal's? That'll wreck everything," I full-on sob at my words.

Eve shushes me and pulls me into our hug again, rubbing my back soothingly. My breathing is uneven, shaky, choked.

"Do you want to take the test now?"

The thought of me taking one now, this early, this young, this immature, scares me. Scares me enough to make me shudder.

"What if I don't?" I ask her the rhetorical question.

"Well, Maven will get suspicious and take you to the doctors and because of the doctors, they will go public," She explains. This scenario makes me even more terrified than the first. "Or take mine and tell Maven privately."

"Private is better than the whole world knowing," I claim.

"The test is in my bathroom, do want me to grab it and show you how to use it?"

I exhale with my eyes closed. I pull out of our hug and look at her. She looks cumbersome, but also hopeful.

"Yeah,"

Evangeline

Mare has been in the bathroom for about 10 minutes now. I don't blame her for being this scared. I was scared at this point as well. I didn't want to have a child, but I am glad I did. Coriane is one, and if not, the best thing that happened to me.

I look over at Coriane, her sleeping face is emotionless and pure. Her puffy cheeks are smushed into her mattress. So peaceful in sleep.

I look at her even more, how sweet and zen-like, minus the drool coming out of her mouth and staining her sheets that I must change every week or less. Well, I don't change it, the maids do but I have to say something.

Sometimes I wish I had my own life, and I raised my daughter, just me. But then I remember that I am silver, and then, sadly, I remember Cal.

I know I need Cal to be normal to raise Coriane and lessen the drama I already am forced to deal with.

I guess having a child when I wasn't married can cause drama.

It was a stupid move that I did. I was bored, so I went with it. He was going through his own drama with Mare, well, romantic emotions when he couldn't keep his dick in his pants when she and Maven were engaged the first time.

I thought it was amusing, the gossip between the love triangle and all that fun stuff. "Fun."

Yeah, it's not so fun anymore.

The new drama with Mare possibly having a child of her own isn't so funny, it's a serious issue that could ruin her reputation as a future queen if it gets out that it could be Cal's.

On the bright side, Coriane might have a sibling, half-sibling.

The thought of Cal and I getting married is gross, but again, anything for Coriane.

I'm starting to get worried about Mare, she's been in the bathroom for close to 20 minutes now. I walk up to the closed lavatory door and knock on it softly.

"Mare? Mare, are you alright?" I ask her softly. I don't hear a response.

"Mare?" I ask again, I still don't hear anything. I try turning the knob, but the door is locked.

"Mare, it's okay, can you unlock the door so I can come in?"

I wait for a response, I lean in and put my ear close to the door so I can hear. All I can hear is breathing.

"No," she says softly, but sternly.

"Come on, Mare," I say and wait for a response, but I continue to hear her breathing. Nothing. Silence. No commentary.

I lean back and breathe heavily. The only thing that comes to mind for me to get in there and help is-

I look over to Coriane, she is sleeping, facing away from me.

I'm sorry.

I stare hard at the metallic knob and clench my fists. The metal starts to melt onto the floor on my side, then slowly trickles down the door, then all through to the bathroom. The wood on the door is slightly burnt and the metallic pool of silver is boiling small bubbles on the floor.

I loosen my glance and reach over the pool and open the door, avoiding the small drips of metal inside the door hole.

Once it's open, I step over the puddle and into the bathroom.

Mare is curled up on the floor, hugging her knees. She looks at me with her bloodshot eyes and her damp cheeks, trembling lips, and crunched-up body.

"A-are you okay?" I question cautiously.

She just stares at me, breathing heavily.

"I'm pregnant,"

Plot twist mi amigos and amigas

I looked at my demographics and a good chunk of my readers are female soooooooooo

That one rare male reader, have a good week.

Have fun waiting until Thursday at about 10:00 AM CST for sweet little Maven's reaction to this news about Mare's situation.

(I know, I would normally be posting at noon but I have therapy) 

Have a great day my aliens and Maven lovers (he's mine). 

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