Whispers Within The Silence

Prologue

From the first day of her life, Soo-Yeong did not disappoint. She was remarkably different from the generic child. While her mother was in labor, she was still pondering if she wanted to get out or not, so the entirety of her delivery, which she did, was about 20, 21, perhaps 22 hours in which Soo-Yeong got a foot out then immediately scooped it back in. It was a tedious and very damaging process. But, how about we rewind to when Polly's water broke though? That was fun. Eighteen years ago. So much time has passed since then. Sigh-I can't believe I still remember all the details. Jokeful jokes, I know everything when I want to, I'm the narrator out here after all. That's why I spell out sounds with actual words.

Well, anyway, to the point I was trying to make. Polly was 37 weeks in at that point, and damn she was a bitch. She was just like the Devil's Spouse, and I mean it cuz I know that bitch too. Identical! No difference whatsoever. Snapping at every molecule of air that dared to pass by, making their husband's life hell, being vulgar and emotive for every second that implied getting up or standing- let's say in a queue- for a long period of time, as well as having so many cravings and a never dying one for iced choco frappes.

When her water broke, she was snooping around the kitchen for any sweets untouched by her. She scrambled through the fridge, ravaging everything and anything that didn't contain a high rate of diabetes. The organization that her husband went through with that fridge was annihilated again and again for months. It was his fault for that matter as he hid the sweets from her, failing horrendously each time. Polly had a strong, immaculate smell for these in the nine months she was pregnant. After that, the smell had gone rigid, but the bitchiness never left her system.

"Owh." She put her hand on her belly. "Where's that damn chocolate?! I swear to Sweet Sour Candyland that if I don't find one in the next 15 seconds, I'll pop this baby out my throat," she growled, having a weird sensation. She peeked at the ground with a I-didn't-mean-anything-I-said-please-stay-inside visage. "I didn't mean you need to come out now, like right now!" She leaned towards the fridge's door, holding tight. "I still haven't used my pregnancy privileges in a long queue or a bus today! Or ask a fat mean lady how many months she's in without consequences." A prolonged swear word came afterwards, "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

She took a moment to recompose herself, then slowly but surely reached her phone without making sudden movements. The first logical thing would have been to call 911, but she called her husband to pick her up. She was horrified by hospitals, so being alone in one would have been a death sentence. Her legs were shaking, so she sat on the nearest chair, desperately searching for her husband's number. She rang his number three times before he picked up. She was a wreck, a bitch and a pain in the ass. She started to feel pain, which, of course, added up to the already inhumanly angered Polly. I don't know why she was so angry. Maybe it was because she didn't have her chocolate. Not sure at all.

"Hey baby, everything alright?" He finally answered. "I was just about to come home, had some office work to finish, sorry about that. I picked up some groce-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" She screamed so loud, the neighbors three houses away heard. It was not unusual, but unpredictable each time. "She's ripping my vagina, come... NOW!"

"What?" He was shook, he didn't quite get what she meant. At least he hoped he didn't.

"ARE YOU AN IDIOT?! SHE'S CRAWLING OUT!" She was not. Beside the fact that this was her first pregnancy, she was completely oblivious to any labor-like procedures and how and when her Soo-Yeong would have been born. She was panicked and angry, I give her that, but there was no way she would have come out that fast.

"Are you sure? It could be a false alarm." His voice trembled. "It happened before, remember?" He was hoping she wasn't already in labor because he knew nothing about delivering a baby. He planned to take her to the hospital a few days later as he was preparing everything for her daughter's birth... that was not supposed to happen inside their house.