Unexpected

Chapter 14: Fun Killer

It is a struggle, keeping Norman in bed that is. He likes to wiggle out of Emily's grasp and sneak off to work in his office or to workout- and when Emily catches him, she punsishes him badly. For example, this morning, he left her asleep in bed and went outside on the balcony to lift some weights. When Emily realized he was gone, she quickly found him holding his stomach and not only drug him by his ear back inside, but also made him watch reruns of the Golden Girls. In his defense, Norman never has been one to follow the rules.

So laying on the couch this afternoon, Norman tries everything in his power to get Emily to let him leave the apartment.

"No."

"Aw, come on- Emily. Doesn't coffee sound good right now? Starbucks and maybe evem that bakery down on 38th street?" He kisses her neck and feels her giving way, but once more- her stubborn nature eludes him.

"We have coffee here and I can bake you anything your heart desires." She playfully pokes his nose and kisses his lips before turning back to her book.

"But...but..."

"No buts Mr. You need to rest. Yer creating a hole in your stomach everytime you get up and work."

"But going for a walk outside isn't bad. Come on. I need air!" He growls and Emily sighs before turning on the ceiling fan with a smile. "FRESH AIR!"

"That's as fresh as your getting."

"You're killing me!" He groans and pushes away from her. He's about to leave when he realizes she looks upset on the couch. "Em...I'm sorry."

"No- go ahead. Take your walk. Do whatever you want. I'm just trying to take care of you, but if you don't wanna be healthy for the next how many years you have left- then be my guest." Getting up, she goes to the bedroom and shuts the door hard. Norman sighs and runs his hands through his hair. He knows she's right, he just wants a change of scenery though. He wants to be able to do stuff again. Going into his bedroom, Emily is laying on his bed with her head down in the pillow. She isn't crying, she's just angrily breathing. Slowly going over to her, Norman sits on the edge of the bed and lays a hand on her lower back.

"Emily..."

"Gnhhh" She grunts at him and shifts her body away from him. He becomes more playful in his rough voice.

"Emmmilllyy....."

"Go away, Norman!" She screams into the pillow- which is his invitation to tickle her sides. She jerks underneath his grasp until she's laying on her back and he is tickling ber stomach. "Sssstttoooppp.....NORMAN!!!! PLEASE!!!!"

He stops and they look at each other, she's out of breath and he is grinning from ear to ear.

"I'm sorry... I just want to have fun." He sadly states as he gives her the puppy dog face.

"I know, but I want to keep you healthy as long as possible." She pouts and he seems it- the fear. The fear of losing him.

"Honey, is that why yer being a fun Nazi?" Her eyebrows raise and she smacks him in the face with a pillow. "Oh no...my health...it's...decreasing....I...die."

He falls across her body- immobilizing her and makings exaggerated death sounds.

"Norman! Get off!!!! God! Yer crushing me! Norman!!!" She's screaming and he stills even more. Trying to roll him off of her, he ends up rolling more onto her chest and she tries so hard to move him, but he won't budge. "For Fuck's sake! Get OFF!!! Yer hurting me!"

She gives him one good shove and he rolls off the bed. Holding her left arm, Emily feels immense pain and Norman, who thinks she's joking, is still on the floor playing dead. With her arm turning black and blue, she starts to panic. Standing up, she starts getting her shoes on and Norman still isn't moving.

"You keep laying there like a jackass- I'm going to the hospital." She painfully says and leaves the room. Getting up, Norman follows her out, still feeling like she's faking it, until she turns around for her purse and he sees her arm.

"Fuck. Em, I'm sorry..." She keeps walking and exits the door, not even waiting for him. The time he gets his shoes on, she's no where in sight. "Shit."

He tries to call her to find out what hospital she's going to, but soon realizes she left her phone on the counter. He curses himself and goes down to the car garage and gets in his buick and drives to the nearest hospital, hoping she's there.