The Lady Or the Beauty

Help Me Say Goodbye!

Christine POV

I wake up. It's about 4:00 in the morning. Another thing I didn't like about being pregnant. I always woke up really early or really late. There was no classic in between. Erik was still asleep. That's when I noticed his mask on the floor. I sighed. It was time to teach him a lesson. He needed to learn to live without his mask. I carefully got of bed and with a lot of difficulty I picked his mask up. I could barely even bend over anymore. I walked quietly around the room and found the perfect spot to hide his mask.  In my clothes drawer in the very back underneath everything.  I stealthily got back in bed. Erik shifted when he felt me snuggle under the covers.

       "You're awake already?" He asked.

       "Um, yes...Just woke up early..." I snuggled up next to him. He sat up.

       "I should get going...I have to get a lot done at Phantasma today." He got out of bed. "Christine...where is my mask?"

       "I don't know..." I replied quietly. Erik started searching the room.

       "Christine...It can't just disappear. Where is it?!"

       "I'm not telling you." I gave him a defiant look. Erik took me by the shoulders and pushed me against the wall.

       He growled into my ear, "I will ask you, One. Last. Time. Where is it?"

       "I'm not telling you! You need to learn to live without it! You always tell me that I'm beautiful when I am in doubt! Why can't you believe it when I tell you? Stop wasting the compliments on me and give them to yourself! I want your child to have a father, not some man behind a mask!" My eyes gleamed with fire.

Erik sighed. He took his hands off my shoulders and placed them on my large belly. I leaned into Erik, laying my head on his shoulder. He stroked my hair.

“Your mask is my clothes dresser in the back…” I didn’t want to fight. I had only a little longer to live.

“Thank you…” Erik whispered. But he didn’t move. We stood in each other's arms for what seemed like the longest time. Finally we broke apart. “Our child.”

“What?” I was confused.

“You said you wanted my child to have a father. He, or she has a mother too. Our child.” Erik grabbed his mask from my drawer. I wanted to cry. Not because Erik grabbed his mask, but that our child wouldn’t have a mother. I somehow kept my face straight. Erik grabbed some clothes and started to put them on. That’s when I noticed we were still in the nude from last night. I blushed.

“Erik...Can you help me get dressed?” I couldn’t even get myself dressed with this belly. I was definitely larger than the last pregnancy.

“Of course, my love” He helped get me into a maternal dress. Then it struck me, for the first time I realized his words. His love. Of course he said that a lot, but I realized what it meant. I was his heart. I represent his love. I was his love.

“I love you…” I whispered. Erik didn’t say anything. He just tilted my chin up and kissed me full on the lips.

“We should get you to the doctor today. We haven’t had a baby check up in a while” I nodded. “We’ll go tonight when I get back.” He gave me a quick kiss and left. I sighed. For the first time in a while, I let myself cry. I let out all the pain. I let out the fear of dying. I let out the pain of losing my first child. No more memories! No more silent tears! No more gazing across the wasted year! Help me say goodbye! I begged my father in prayer. Help me say goodbye to Erik...

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