Modern Love 2: The After Years

Hormones and Swears

Hormones and Swears

Sitting at the counter, Daryl and Can eat breakfast in peace, until...

"Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!!" Beth from the bedroom, has thrown clothes upon clothes out the hallway, across the room, onto the bed, everywhere that was in reach. Daryl looks at Van who seems slightly upset and slightly amused. "NOTHING FITS!!! GOD DAMNIT!"

As Daryl clears the island, Beth comes out wielding a pair of jeans, top, and a pair of shoes. When Daryl turns around she stands there looking pissed, he slightly amused by her look.

"What's so fucking funny?! If I don't have close YOU'RE not going ANYWHERE!"

"Honey, it's fine...."

"It's NOT fine! I'm fat! I have NOTHING to wear! And even my ANKLES and FEET are swollen! I have no shoes!"

"Just calm down honey. You're not fat. You're having a baby. A beautiful baby girl if I might add. We can find a pair of my old clothes and we can go shopping."

"You did this you ASSHOLE!" She whips the contents from her arms and a shoe hits him in the face really hard. Holding the side of his face he just looks at Beth. Who covers her face with her hands. Van sits shocked in his high chair.

"Mommy asshole!" Van yells and try both look at him.

"Vannick! Don't ever say that again." Daryl yells at him and Beth just looks at Daryl. She starts crying and runs to her bedroom. Daryl lets out a huff and can see Van scared. "Van that's a bad word. You can't say that."

"Mommy say that."

"Yeah well mommy has a potty mouth right now cause she's over hormonal. She doesn't mean what she says. So don't say those words she says okay? I'm sorry I yelled at you. Go play buddy." He lets Van down and he goes in his room to play on the floor. Sighing, Daryl walks down toward his room and stops at the door. He has a red mark on his face from where the shoe hit, and it hurts pretty bad.

Sitting in a big pile of clothes Beth cries and cries for no in particular reason. She looks up when Daryl clears his throat.

"You okay?" He walks across the room an kneels in front of her.

"I'm so sorry, Daryl. It's all these damn hormones and the clothes and..."

"I know. I know." Pulling her into his strong embrace she feels safe and comforted. "Honey, you have to watch your mouth you know. You can't say fuck or asshole or dammit in front of Van. He's very influential now."

"I know. Daryl, I feel like I'm losing my mind. Was I this bad last time?"

"Yeah. You threw a high heel at me last time. Which hurt ten times worse. Haha."

"That's not funny. I didn't mean to hit you or hurt you. I just don't know what came over me." She snuggles into his chest and they just sit there on top of her clothes.

"It's the baby and hormones. Honey, I know you'd never hurt me or Van for that matter. We know. It's okay." He kisses her forehead and she feels a little bit better. Van comes in and looks at them.

"Come here baby. I'm sorry." Beth puts her arms out and Van runs into them and sits on her lap and Daryl's.

"Potty Mouth! Bad!" Van shakes a finger at him and they laugh.

"Yes. Mommy's very bad." Beth kisses his cheek and soon all three are up in the bed taking a nap.