Acceptance

Chapter 8

!! TW: This chapter contains blood, graphic body descriptions, and disturbing themes !!

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It was becoming unbearable.

Bonnie was thrashing back and forth in bed and struggling as he felt the ravaging pain in his gut. Freddy was knelt by his side and holding his paw tightly while Foxy looked through his supplies for some kind of solution. Roxanne only watched from worry at the side.

He was practically screaming in pain, having no control over his volume through his suffering. He was sure the kids heard him, but he could not stop himself.

He could vaguely read the expressions of the others. They were all terrified, and Freddy was on the verge of tears as he watched his husband's suffering.

"You can't find anything for the pain?!" Freddy shouted in frustration at Foxy. The fox scowled.

"Ye' want me to pull pain medicine outta' my ass?! I'm tryin-!" He growled back.

Roxanne stood up. "Both of you stop! You're just stressing him out more!"

If they were back at their old house, Freddy grew herbs in his garden that they used for pain. He could make his own teas and his own remedies. Without his plants, they had no herbs available.

Freddy scowled. "I-I can try going back to our old home and getting some herbs... they should still be alive!"

Foxy furrowed his brows. "Yer' home is an eight hour walk there and back! And that's if yer' movin' fast and don't get lost! That be too dangerous!"

Bonnie was in too much pain to argue with them, he could not concentrate on a response. All he could do was watch helpless as they argued and focus on taking deep breaths.

"But I have to do something! I'll find a way-"

"The herbs might have been burnt in the fire, Freddy." Roxanne added in.

Freddy shook his head. "The greenhouse is not attached to the farm! I-it may have survived!"

"It ain't worth the risk!" Foxy snarled.

Freddy opened his mouth to argue again, but he stopped as Bonnie tightened his grip around his paw to get his attention.

"F-Freddy, I-I need... I need y-you h-h-here..." He whimpered.

The others finally stopped their arguing and the mood grew solemn. Freddy took a shaky breath to calm himself and knelt down to be closer to Bonnie's level again.

He whispered quiet apologies to Bonnie and tried not to let the fear show on his face. With great effort and pain, Bonnie managed to scoot closer and buried his face in Freddy's chest to try and silence his cries. Freddy responded by wrapping his other arm behind Bonnie and holding him protectively.

The pain was getting worse and worse. It had been two weeks with on and off symptoms. His bump had grown, and based on his past pregnancies, he could determine he was between four to five months now. Not only has the strange pain and sickness grown worse, but his bump was getting very red. He could barely eat anymore from his constant nausea and headache. It had also grown harder for him to walk or stand for long periods of time.

What he was feeling was not kicking, he knew that. It felt like something was thrashing and clawing from in his gut. He also noticed bleeding, though he was not showing any other signs of a miscarriage, and the bump had not gone down, so he doubted it was that.

But this felt like torture. He had never experienced something so painful. To him, this hurt more than giving birth.

He screamed out in pain again and rolled over to face Freddy, lifting his knees towards his chest. He held Freddy's paw in a death grip as his husband tried in vain to reassure him. Foxy left quickly to find anything else to help him while Roxanne took his place to watch over him.