Chapter 18
Triss had pulled herself together after she had gotten over the shock of the pregnancy test and allowed the joy to shine through. She did decide to break the news to Pierce gently, err.. not.
She had about half an hour to get a hold of herself and then we trooped down for dinner. Her face seemed to go between shock and joy and back again. If Pierce had been paying attention he would have known something was up, but he came in, apologising for not being earlier, and sat down. Maria brought out the food. Bee could see something was up but didn't know what to ask.
Maria usually cooks too much and rather than wasting the food and overloading our plates, she puts it all in the middle of the table for us to help ourselves. We say Grace and then start diving in. Triss or Bee usually help me. Not that I really need it, they just do it automatically and I don't want to upset them by looking ungrateful.
“Dear, will you pass the potatoes, by the way, I'm pregnant,” Triss remarked.
Bee gasped, but Pierce was clearly still preoccupied with work. “That's nice dear,” he said distractedly, passing the potatoes.
I laughed, which brought a confused look from Pierce. He looked around and caught us all looking at him. Bee was grinning, and Triss was smirking at him.
We could all see him try and work out what he had missed and replay the conversation.
Bee put him out of his misery, sort of. “When is the baby due?” she asked.
“Whose baby?” Pierce asked.
“I'm not sure, I have only found out tonight,” Triss replied to Bee, ignoring Pierce.
“Whose baby?” Pierce asked louder and there was a bit of sharpness to it this time which made me frown.
Triss looked him straight in the eyes, “Our baby,” she replied softly.
Rather than the joy I was expecting, Pierce's face went expressionless.
“Excuse me,” he said very formally and got up and left the room.
I could see tears in Triss' eyes as she got up and hurried after him. I wanted to go too, but Bee stopped me and told me they needed alone time. Later I heard some shouting and Pierce left the master bedroom to sleep in a guest room. When I heard the door slam, I sneaked in to see Triss sobbing in bed. I climbed into bed with her and hugged her. She turned around to hold me, still crying like the world had ended.
I wanted to ask what was wrong but didn't want to make her feel any worse. When she calmed down, she did tell me.
“He doesn't believe the baby is his,” she whisper sobbed, “he said he is infertile.”
I felt a rush of guilt. I had caused this. Although to be fair, he should know that Triss would never be unfaithful. My guilt turned to anger towards him. How could he think such a thing?
That anger helped tremendously with my characterisation of Charlie. There were lots of scenes where Charlie gets really angry and I had struggled to express sufficient anger for the director. I stopped calling him Daddy and started just calling him director, so he knew I was angry at him.
He even tried to justify himself to me. “When we hadn't had children for some time, I took some tests and found out the problem was me. I was sterile. If Triss is pregnant and the baby isn't mine, whose is it?” he asked. His voice was as expressionless as his face, but I knew it was hiding a world of hurt.
“Did you know that hundreds or even thousands of people each year who are told they are going to die from cancer, spontaneously get better. No one knows why. They are ill, horribly ill and then ... they are not. Medicine does not know everything.”
“Are you saying I could have got better?” he asked me.
I almost laughed at the idea of a grown man asking an eight-year-old girl such a question. Instead, I answered seriously. “What is more likely, you got better, they got it wrong or Triss has cheated on you, director.” I added 'director' to give a little sting to my words and let him know exactly what I thought.
I left him to stew on that. That night, Triss and Pierce didn't come home to dinner and the next morning there was a huge bunch of roses in a vase on the table. I still called him director until he formally apologised to all of us the next day. He called himself all kinds of self derogatory words and begged us, subtly hinting that we were kind and generous, to forgive him. I waited to see how Mummy reacted and when she smiled at him and opened her arms I was able to let it go and hug him as well. The memory of feeling such indignant anger stayed with me, though, helping me with my acting.
Comments
How old is Rose?
8, 12 or 50? She handled that like a pro. Nothing wrong with her logic circuits. She is still idealistic like a youngster though and doesn't look at the possible inadvertent darker consequences of her actions.
Her 'Natural' Age is 12/13
He had been sold off at the age of 9 or 10 & spent roughly 3 years enslaved with those mafia peoples, being given limited yet extensive education that partained mainly only to the skills needed to manage at best within compromised limitations his miracle gifts. He may be or well before alteration be about 14 maybe 15 now, if you go by the weeks and monthes being on the run & changing appearances & who knows how long she has been working in the entertainment industry. She has essentially more medical knowledge then well the very best physicians, though some things are lacking, such as up until it was explained to her in her gyno examination...had no idea the importance of a hymen & knew girls bled, but did not know why. Very common to have this done, its usually an abusive tactic to control knowledge...trust me, when I was like 14, I had absolutelly no idea what deodorant was, one day it was just laying on my bed, and although the information was kept from me like many things their negligence...they expected me to just know, or whatever, yet when i got 'too big for my britches' or being a smartmouth such as well being logically inclined as well, I was withheld from my educatin and or given incorrect answers on things to mix me up. Yes...I have also been worrying about the consequences.....I even have speculations on whom the mystery backers for the film are, which may be linked to the coming consequences...I do not like to speculate too much, but....with her being preggers, are they going to continue having love for rose, or be tossed away more or less like alot of adopted children under such circumstances. Mommy, is smart....like most are & with her being with child her intuitions on things would be higher, more attentive. I would not doubt if anyone starts first putting the pieces together, it would be her...B may also, as now well....she is going to have to get all her documentation changed some of which will need doctor's authority to prove it all, governmental etc types do not look at miracles as being miracles....they shun the idea and make a mockery of it...B will need some extra help most likely with that, likely going through well shady sources. I think Rose needs closure & exact some revenge on her birth parents/family...especially dad...mom, I am sorry but if she was truly a mother she would have given her life to save her child instead of having him enslaved, sold off like livestock....she may have had reservations, and may have been sorry...but I am certain they are living a life of luxery all on the funds earned by him, to which he himself did not get anything or almost anything for at all. Anyone that traffics a human being especially a child is not a human being...they do not deserve the luxery of being treated as one...though I would not doubt, that the kids are mixed about it, yet I doubt the parents are still married, something like this I know if I was in her shoes....divorcing him would be the least of his problems. I dunno, Rose already has trust issues, when your on the run, no matter where your heart falls on to another...you have to be ready and willing to separate that and move on if need be otherwise....you get hurt worse. With them expecting a child...and B getting her most desired wish, I do not think loyalty will be everlasting, something tells me that she soon will have to make that tough decision, the entertainment industry if found out may try to use her....serious level cosmetic manipulations she be having a line running through a metropolis, those in that field of entertainment tend to make money off using people, I do not doubt for a second one way or another that if it was to happen they would exploit her & her abilities but I may just be overthinking
With Love and Light, and Smiles so Bright!
Erin Amelia Fletcher
still enjoying this
I was off line for a little over a week so I got to read a bunch of it in one sitting. It was so much fun I may have to go fishing for another week.
hmmm
There was this one article I came across of a man having bloody urine only to find since his body was over forty it started to produce less testosterone so the partially functional uterus started to work and it was a period and he found he had a uterus. He also had been told he walks like a girl and started transitioning after finding out about her new parts. So it is a stretch to suddenly have a proper period, but not the way he did because he just didn't have the parts beforehand. A doctor should not really be told the truth. Intersex should be a given in any explanation for Bee.
Rose I think can be no more than twelve as she said so, but now she is physically eight.
Emotion, yet peace.
Ignorance, yet knowledge.
Passion, yet serenity.
Chaos, yet harmony.
Contemplation, yet duty
Death, yet the Force.
Light with dark, I remain Balanced.
Director!
Snerk.
Playin' Dirty
LoL using Director instead of Daddy is playing dirty. He knows for sure, he's got 2 upset women, and they understand that Bee is menstruating, so pronouns adjusted, he's got 3 women who are going to be rather upset.
After waiting so long to have a family, the "Daddy" moniker may be more of a motivator than the "Hubby" moniker.
Just found this...
And I love it already! I want more. But since I didn't hit like on all I now have to retrace my steps and like all the chapters! I guess you have become one of my go to authors! Just bought "Who the Hell am I?" To tide me over until the next chapter comes along. Hope it's enough!
Aine