One Shots

Contracts, Love, and Mistakes

Addison

I head out from the doctor's office with tears in my eyes. I walk blindly between the people not minding who's passing and who's not. I couldn't comprehend why me. Just why me!

Nick, will hate me and divorce me. Our marriage was a contract. He only wanted an heir, and needed to a stable partner to do this. His mother said it was arranged between our families. Our grandfathers drew this contract that their grandchildren shall be married regardless the genders and both families shall unite. He hated it till his mother proposed that we'll divorce after we have a child, I had no say in this. Basically letting him walk over me, having deciding everything for me. I was the perfect and quite wife, didn't interject or reject anything, always nodding my head, and having no voice in anything at all. Then after our honeymoon everything changed, he became more there, paying attention, always asking for my opinion. He helped me get my voice, my opinions and me. I guess this is where I fell in love with him. I knew it wouldn't head anywhere because he had his mistress.

    I didn't know how to tell him I was sterile, that I couldn't get pregnant at all. I wiped my tears as I headed home, I didn't realize I had walked the distance back, because it was a one hour walk. I head inside, not minding the bewildered housekeeper and butler. I go upstairs to our bedroom to start packing my stuff, I'll leave him before he leaves me. I call the lawyer to draw the divorce papers. He faxes them over, I look at it seeing my conditions. They are is I get all my parents money back. I didn't want anything from him at all. I pack everything, everything that is mine, that I bought from own money. Not the things he bought for me.

    I head down to prepare something for me to eat, I was starving. I look down to my flat stomach wondering if I ever could have a baby, I'd be grateful even if I had one. I wouldn't care about their  looks or gender or physical abilities. I just wanted to hold one knowing I created it, that it was my child. Nevertheless, I shook off these depressing thoughts. Didn't need to break down in front of the staff. I wasn't the curviest but I wasn't the skinniest. I was tall, 5'12, had longs limbs. I don't even think I have hips or a waist. I just had a slight dip where I think my waist should be. As I reheated the lasagna, I look at my watch to see its four thirty, Nick should be heading home. I go up while eating my food to take my suitcase, I just dragged it on the stairs not caring for the noises. I didn't care for anything at all. I had forgot the divorce papers up so I had to go get them. After I had got them, I sat down in the drawing rooms enjoying my last meal in this mansion, it had felt like home during my year stay. Finishing the couple of mouthfuls, the door opens, I look at my watch again to notice it was eight thirty, had I been eating this lasagna for four hours, wow I must have tuned off badly. And he's home late, as I get up to the plate and the fork in the dishwasher, I guess he sees me because he enters the kitchen with me.

     I look at him, putting my back against the counter tops looking at him. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair disheveled, his suit wrinkled, basically he looks like a mess. I could even smell the liquor from a distance. He steps closer, and asks.

     ''Why, Hera, why?'' I guess the lawyer notified

       I look at him, then got up to walk away from only for him to dart his hand and grab my forearm pulling me to him. I resisted the hug he tried engulf me in.

     ''Tell me where did we go wrong Hera?'' He demanded again.

      ''Nothing went wrong I'm not happy anymore,'' locking my emotions in and giving him a stone face.

      ''I thought I was making you happy,'' he stated softly. His eyes betraying his vulnerability.

       ''Well I wouldn't want to leave if I wasn't,'' I replied coldly. It was I leave him before he leaves me. I know I'm selfish but I didn't want to get hurt.

      ''But why? Let us talk about it, we can fix us, don't give up now,'' his eyes rimming with tears. He sadness rolling off of him in waves breaking my resolve.

     Shaking my head, I break away from his arms. I walk over to my bags picking them up. He sprints up to me and pulls forcefully from my hands. I look at him clinging to my walls, begging for them to stay up.

       ''No, tell me your unhappiness, was it because of today? You want to travel, we'll travel next week not next month. I'll get you anything you want, you'll choose the place, the hotel everything. Is that why? I'll do it, I swear I will,'' he promised.

    I shook my head, my eyes welling up with tears. I couldn't stay anymore longer, I grabbed my coat from the hanger and my keys. I'll leave the bags I don't need them. He darted to the door and locked it taking the keys, he ran up to the window of the living room and threw the keys out.

      ''No, you're not leaving till you tell me why. Is it because of Angela, I'll fire her for you, she won't bother you, if it'll make you happy I'll get a male P.A. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it,'' he promised softly.

      He was making it harder to leave. Tears rolled down my face,''Let me go, that'll make me happy,'' I said softly.

    ''No, anything but that, anything I swear I'll do anything!!'' He became hysterical.

      He engulfed me in a bear hug, I didn't resist putting my head on his chest and contemplated telling him. I thought fuck it I'll tell him, and he'll definitely not want me anymore.

     ''I'm sterile Nick, I can't have children,'' I confessed weakly.

     ''What?'' He sounded surprised.

    ''I'm can't get pregnant,'' this hurt even more saying it again. Tears just endlessly  flowed from my eyes.

     He looked at me, and rubbed his face,''You can't get pregnant Hera?'' He asked.

     Was he a fool? I nodded pushing him away from me. He got startled and understood, and grabbed me once again in a forceful hug.

     ''It's okay, there's alway adoption and many ways we can have children. It doesn't matter if it's not our flesh and blood we'll love them exactly the same,'' he soothed me.

      ''Really? You don't want to divorce me?'' I said pathetically.

      ''No, God no, Hera I love you, I wouldn't leave because of this,'' he admitted.

     I looked at him with tear filled eyes,''Truly?''

     ''And fully,'' he said looking down at me.

     ''I love you too, I love you so much it hurts,'' wrapping my arms around his neck. He carried me upstairs to our bedroom. And did as he promised, took two weeks off and booked a trip to Hawaii.