Rebirth of the Titans

Charlotte

Charlotte sat on her bed, her legs crossed. Her bed felt soft under her legs, oh so soft and comforting. She needed comfort she thought as she slid from sitting to lying down. The tears that had been rolling down her face soaked into the white fluffy cushion that she had buried her face in. It just wasn't fair! Everything had happened so quickly.

The anger filled her body, bunching the muscles in her back and jaw, her hands and feet curling into fists. Anger at herself, anger at the situation and most of all, anger at him. Him with that perfect body, the cheeky smile and the boy those cheekbones couldn't help but make her blush at the thought. He hadn't cared though, not really. All those things he had said, calling her beautiful, telling her jokes, talking about how great their future would be. Lies, the lot of them. His words had stabbed through her when they had last met, that cold damp street where she'd given him the news.

Gazing around her room only made her sadder. Typically she would see her music posters that covered every inch of the walls and think of the amazing festivals she always dreamed of going to. She would have had the opportunity that very summer, not anymore, the tickets she'd gotten for her 17th birthday were useless. She would see the books that filled her bookshelves and think of the knowledge she had yet to get, all the adventures to have. Even her school laptop typically made her smile at the thought of going to university. Now it was all ruined, she would never be able to get drunk and go to festivals, never have more adventures, never go to university. She was destined for hard work and sadness.

Her eyes fell upon the heart-shaped frame that sat on her desk. An island of pink in a sea of white. There she was, centred in the picture smiling and happy, her arms around her boyfriend, her ex boyfriend. She growled at the sight of his short ginger hair and freckles, how had she ever thought he was hot?! Launching her pillow across the room at the picture she screamed with rage, not even noticing the perfect shot as the pillow arced into the picture, knocking it to the floor with the sweet tinkling of glass. Her rage rang out before changing to the scream of a wounded animal protecting her young. Sobbing quickly followed.

Downstairs the sound of vegetables stopped suddenly. Charlotte gasped mid-sob, her heart stopped. Her mother, she'd forgotten about her mother. The thump of footsteps up the stairs signalled impending doom. There was no way Charlotte was ready, her mum would kill her. It was fine, she could talk her way out of it, easy. Blame it on her boyfriend or a particularly bad period, there were options.

"Charly sweetie, are you okay?!" called the footsteps as they came up the stairs, the note of worry was more that obvious.

Dumbfounded Charlotte gazed around her room one last time, positive there was absolutely not evidence she sat back moderately satisfied, excuse already forming on her lips as the door was slammed open.

It was then that she noticed it. The one crucial piece of evidence. The most obvious thing. Her eyes stared at it in shock as it sat on her bedside table, looking so innocent. Charlotte's mouth ran dry, her vision became foggy as her heart stopped and she felt faint. Glancing sideways at her mother stood in the doorway, it was obvious from the bulging eyes that she had seen the positive pregnancy test that sat by Charlotte's bed.

Looking down at Charlotte I felt a pang of pride for the child. Yes she would make a great mother, the best of them all! It is Charlotte that I, Gaia, Mother of the Titans, have chosen as my host. Come forth my children. Make way for the Titans!