Gaga tried not to tremble while she was dining with her parents and Christian that same evening. Cynthia noticed the shift in behaviour. -'Is everything alright honey? You're very quiet', Gaga just nodded frantically, -'I'm fine mom...food's delicious by the way' she said, stuffing her mouth with baked potato and curry pulled pork.
Christian had her in a death grip by her thigh, making her almost paralysed by both fear and pain.
-'Did you heard Stef? Your cousin Laura's pregnant', Gaga rolled her eyes, -'As If I dont feel like the train is leaving me behind. How old is she again?', -'A year older than you', Gaga nodded and looked down, -'I feel like it's my time already but-' she looked at Christian, -'I guess I'm happy with Lola and Isabella', -'You dont have to lie, Loops! Youre a young woman, its normal to want children of your own', Christian tightened the grip, Gaga twitched a bit, -'...You know I'd love to have three children or maybe a bit more. Maybe five, but...It's probably not the time for me yet' she said, glancing at Christian, -'God's timing is perfect, remember that' Cynthia reminded her.
***
Natali really tried hard to sleep. It was midnight. She had just arrived from New York to her sister's Malibu house. And all she could hear right now where her moans and groans. They almost sounded painful. But deafening nonetheless. She wondered if her team could hear it, and then she guessed they must be used to this.
*****
-'You're hurting me' Gaga complained as Christian tied a belt around her wrists. A hard, leather belt. He pulled her arms up and spreaded her legs, literally nibbling at her sensitive folds. Her crotch felt like it was on fire, -'Stop biting me, you fuck!', Christian moved up and held her neck, -'You like this, Stefani. Come on', Gaga sighed deeply. She knew better than to upset him too much.
She then felt him spear through her. She wasnt ready and too tight for anything yet. It hurt a lot but she just decided to not complain and take it like a champ. Tears ran down her face. She felt like she was trapped in an endless maze, progressively sinking deeper and deeper and she was scared of her own anguish. She was scared that maybe she was too scared of Christian to even talk at him back. It was like very slow quicksand, consuming her and surrounding her.
Christian grabbed her face, -'Hey, you okay?' He asked, she looked at him with her big green eyes shielded by her heavy eyelids, -'Yes, love. Go on' she whispered, as she let him do whatever the hell he wanted.
***
The next morning Gaga woke up sore from head to toe. She was unsure that she would be able to walk at all.
When she sat up, she felt as if her inner organs were swollen from all the fucking they did. She dragged herself out of bed and looked beside her. She was alone.
***
Cynthia observed her daughter who was holding her face in her hands while staring at the plate before her.
-'Stefani whats up baby?', Gaga sighed and shrugged, -'I'm in pain' she said, her eyes pleading for her mother to understand what she meant, -'What kind of pain? Is it your hip?', -'No, no...it's just like swelling inside, I'll be fine', -'You should have some pills sweetie' Christian laid a hand on her shoulder and her stomach cramped as she was startled.
-'I'm fine...I'll be fine'. Tears threatened to escape her eyes. She wanted to grab her mom by the shoulders and make her SEE. LOOK. CLOSER.
