Fantina of the Opera

Born Hardcore

Mizura was now entering labor for the sixth time in her life. You would think that she would be used to this by now, but no such luck was prevalent. As well, she turned 30 approximately three days ago. Hopefully, the new addition wouldn't mind having a birthday close to his or hers mother.

John meanwhile, was trying to text Nataliah letting her know what happened.

"So thats what happened. Now you see why I don't do public bars."

"Nataliah, now is not the time for your unsupportive, egotistical arguments."

"But that is what makes having arguments so fun. Isn't that correct?"

"Whatever. Just please watch the children while we are gone."

"Of course, good luck. For the sixth time as well."

"Alright. By Nataliah."

"See you John!"

Eventually, Mizura and John made it too the hospital. Mizura was once again put into the labor area of the hospital. Treatment began right away. As usual, Mizura was excited, but also worried. She didn't know if John would be okay by himself.

Mizura has noticed subtle changes since the surgery occurred. He has become more clingy and doesn't leave her side often. Even at the bar, he was worried about leaving her alone for five minutes. But in all honestly could you blame him?

Also, John has shown much more signs of affection towards Mizura. She knows that their time is less and less due to the stress of John, being forced to run the computer program company. This caused many family hours to disappear, off the table of family fun time. Luckily, their love was still present, but were they?

"I mean, I love him, but he's being too clingy nowadays."

"I see Mizura."

"I mean, Dr. Xi, theres a part of me that enjoys it, but another part that hates it."

"I know exactly what you mean."

"I just wish, he would stop treating me like a child sometimes."

"My husband did the same to me. The problem was, I didn't react well."

"What happened?"

"I screamed at him, and he left me."

"I'm sorry Dr. Xi."

"Its okay. Don't take this advice to heart though. John loves you too much."

It was true. John did love her too much. There was a part of her that was comforted by it. A part of her that adored it. But sometimes, she just wants to scream. Scream at the top of her lungs. Scream out of agony. All she wanted, was to scream.

Scream.

Scream.

Scream!

No. She couldn't do that. Otherwise John would be in a panic. Sometimes, she just felt that he overreacted a bit. Okay, a lot of the time. But at least its not to excessive. Most of the time.

Now she was as confused as ever. She didn't know what to do. She was back to square one. No. She was further back than square one. She was off the board. No where to go, but to fall to nothingness.

"Ugh!" She felt agonizing pain. Obviously, the procedure was beginning.

As soon as the baby was about to be born, John finally came in to the room. But Mizura, now was even more stressed.

"Huh." Dr. Xi was looking at the child.

"What is it?"

"Well Mizura, your baby girl came into Earth with her tongue sticking out and her hand in a punk rock sign."

"Well, theres a first."