Violently Icy

Part 7: The baby

Never before had an ultrasound been so scary... Until this point in life. The wrongness in what the doctor said must've been some crude joke.

Some satanic vibes were floating around somewhere in the fresh air. How could this be?! How could it be this soon? This was freak happening. Had to be.

Wynrie started to panic and her anxiety went up at an enormous rate.  Her blood pressure rose some too (which started to worry the doctor). I couldn't believe it, any of this.

I felt like this was some sort of fucked up wannabe Slipknot thing going on,  but deep down I knew it couldn't have been. Had to have been something...  Unnatural. Something inhuman.

I wondered if the doctor knew but just wouldn't say or what the fuck it was,  but something was going on here.  I just knew it. "I'm ready to blow my goddamn head off! What kind if shitty service is this?! Some kind of mistake is being made here! Some kind of joke is being played on my associate, one that isn't funny, " I snarled.

The doctor kept trying to reassure me for the next 5 minutes. Didn't exactly work too well (I punched him in the face repeatedly for 2 minutes straight). He was the one who was feeling the most uncomfortable here now. I knew to quickly change rolls and hope it played to my behalf and surprisingly it did. I got his ass to be so uncomfortable he looked like he was trying to pass gas.

Wynrie was in so much shock about the whole "How far along" thing. She felt chilly to the core.  Family had come and gone for her.  The local strip club,  Titty Busters, has the best service. Those beautiful ladies... Those gorgeous strippers...  So sweet!

Nausea kicked in Wynrie and I noticed trickles of tears in her beautiful, glossy eyes.  Cold blooded Embers'. Somehow,  the destructive pair always seemed to know how to cause suck sorrows on such pretty souls.

Exhausted like never before I was now feeling.  Darkest depression I was in right now.  It hurt worse than all those strikes to every part of my being.  I always took those punishments of others to lessen their pains.  Some say I'm too kind. My head was stuck in such a dark place and I couldn't get free.  I was spiralling downward.  Helpless and alone.

Never even began.  Time never really began and it will never really end either. It seemed pointless to argue with all.