His Demons (PaperHat Mpreg)

~Chapter 13~

Dr.Flug's PoV

I listened to what BlackHat had said, completely freezing in my spot, wondering if i had actually heard that correctly. After a moment of pure silence and shock, i finally blinked, pulling myself out of my own trance and coming back to the real world.

"W-What?" i stuttered, completely dumbfounded by his words. The grin on his face grew, and he pulled me closer to him by my waist.

"I felt him! He's alive!" he looked down, letting out a breath of air, almost in what seemed like amazement to him. "I can't explain the feeling, it was like no sensation I've ever felt before. It was practically electrifying," he said. I stayed silent, looking at him with no emotion except blankness in my eyes as he spoke. He finally caught that i had almost no reaction to what he was saying and his smile faltered for a moment. "Flug?...Hey, baby what's wrong, i thought you would be happier about this?" he said, a bit of hurt in his eyes.

Finally a fire sprung to life from inside me, and i had acted with my first reaction, almost not being able to control myself. In a seconds notice my face had contorted with rage, and before i could think my hand had already flung up and smacked BlackHat hard across the face.

There was a now stinging, red sensation in the palm of my hand as a deafening 'smack' echoed off the walls from around me. BlackHat's head flung to the side and after a moment, he looked at me with wide eyes, holding the side of his face.

"Ow! Flug what the hell was that for!?" he wailed, glaring at me. I let out a huff of air, violent tears spilling down my cheeks and i couldn't feel anything else except rage. I didn't know what had happened to me in that moment, but it was like i couldn't stop the madness.

"Who do you think you are, huh!? You think you can just walk in here after being knocked out for three days and tell me what i want to hear!?" i said suddenly. His eyes widened bigger than what i'd ever seen before, clearly taken aback by my little outburst. I didn't blame him though, i was a bit surprised by it myself. 

I pulled up my hoodie sleeve and wiped tears from my cheeks, my body beginning to shake slightly as sobs wracked my body the way they had for the past three days. Why was i so angry all of the sudden? 

"Three days BlackHat....three days of isolation in a lonely room. Three days of not knowing if you were alright. Three days of not having sure proof that my baby was alive....You can't blame me for being upset when i hear something like that without knowing if it's true or not! You can't just go out and say it when it's been like this for three days, i need some type of evidence, some type of proof so i know that you're not just telling me what i want to hear!" I sniffled again, taking a breath in a sloppy attempt to try and compose myself. 

BlackHat looked at me in sheer disbelief, probably wondering what he had done wrong in the first place. In all reality, i don't really see an aspect where he did do something wrong. So yet again i'm sitting here questioning myself, why am i so angry?

"Flug, what are you talking about!? Are you even listening to yourself!? You sound ridiculous!" he yelped, making me look up at him in a surprised manor. His voice was deeper than before, and he looked really upset. Something i hadn't seen from him in awhile now actually, at least not towards me.

"Have you forgotten that it's not just YOUR baby!? Why on earth would i EVER lie to you about something like that!? Do you think it would benefit either one of us by me telling you that he was alive, only to find out he wasn't a few days later? No! I want him to be okay just as much as you do, so i don't understand where you're getting the idea that i would just go strait out and say something like that! It's so....so...STUPID!" He huffed. I sat there, frozen once more as i looked down in shame.