Division (slow updates)

Chapter Two

*Picture above is Wren*
\\Here's the second chapter! Enjoy!//
~Alexis🖤

“So how’s Melissa?” my best friend, Storm, asks as we walk to my house after school.

“Not well,” I sigh. “Last night I could hear her crying through the bedroom walls.”

“It must be really hard for a girl to have a boy. There’s a 50/50 chance you might not get a second child. Mom had a boy before me and she said that she was just like Melissa. Then after the three days, when they sent him over the wall, she felt relieved. Like someone just lifted 60 pound weights off her shoulders,” Storm said. We stopped in front of my house and Storm sighed.

“Wren, tell your sister that things will get better. She may be devastated now, but she doesn’t realize the relief that she feels once Abel goes over the wall.”

She gives me a small smile. We say our goodbyes and I walk into my home. I shut the door softly behind me just in case Abel and Mel are sleeping. As soon as the door closes, the sounds of Abel’s cries echoed through the house. I go into the living room and see Mel on the couch, sleeping as if nothing was going on. Abel was in the playpen decorated for a girl. He was screaming and tears were rushing down his big cheeks.

‘He’s probably just hungry,’ I thought to myself. How hard could it be to feed him?

I scoop the infant out of the playpen and walk to the kitchen. I don’t really know what I’m doing, but I do know how to read instructions correctly. I pull the baby formula out of the cabinet and read. I add 4 oz of warm water with two scoops of the formula. After a few minutes, I give the bottle to the baby in my arms. Abel’s eyes close and the tears stop. He drinks slowly and happily. I smile a little and soon enough, he finished the bottle.

He opens his eyes into tiny slits and for a second, I swear he smiled. This caused me to smile more.

“He likes you.” I hear a voice say.

I turn to see my sister in the doorway, looking very tired.

“He was crying and I thought maybe he was hungry. I’m sorry,” I don't know why I apologized, I just felt like I needed to.

“Thank you, Wren. He's been crying non-stop since last night.”

She smiles. I smile back and motion for her to come to me. She obeys and I tell her to sit at the table. I hand her Abel and she begins to bounce him. A smile forms on her face and for a second, it feels like Abel will always be with us. But I know he'll be gone tomorrow. I look up at her just as Abel starts crying. Mel’s smile fades and she looks up to me. She stood, gave me the baby and then left the kitchen. I sigh and began rocking Abel in my arms. I feel sorry for Mel. Part of me wishes that Abel was a girl so that she can be her normal, smiling self again. Everything will be better tomorrow I guess.

I walk into the living room and see Mel curled up on the couch again. I know she's awake, but I decide to give her some time. I place Abel in his playpen and then turn to the couch one last time. I want to tell her that things will go back to normal and she’ll be okay tomorrow, but I know she'll say I don't know what I’m talking about. I turn on my heel and go to my small, box-sized room.

It’s only 3:45, but I feel really tired. I lay on my bed and try to sleep, but I can't. I pull a random book of my shelf and began to read. I didn't bother looking at the title because I've already read all my books. I finish the book and pull out another one. By now it’s 7:30.

These stories are weird. They're all about a boy falling in love with a girl and then getting married and having kids. The thing is, the girls get to keep the baby boys.

Apparently our ancestors actually lived like this at one point. Some people don't really believe it, but I guess the authors of these books do. I'm one of those people that think the world has always been like this. But if the world was like this before, I wonder why they separated the two genders.

My thoughts slowly become blurred and before I knew it, I fell into a dreamless sleep.