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Better than revenge part 2

I wake up alone that morning, sore as hell with a hickey on my neck. Surely that would be there a while.

I hobble downstairs to find Edward cooking breakfast in the kitchen. He looks up at me and smiles awkwardly.

"I know what happened last night but could you please not bring it up...... please." Ed says quietly.

"I guess so...Ed, I understand...you were drunk...it was an accident..."

An amazingly mind blowingly incredibly orgasmic accident I'll never forget...

"I'll pretend it never happened, okay?"

"OK" he agrees.

We sit in a comfortable silence at the kitchen table, eating the breakfast he cooked. I do wish he returned my love, but I still do want him to be happy.

8 weeks later

"I have a date with Isabella tonight" He announces.

"Oh..." I say quietly in shock. He's still seeing her?!

"She's coming over for dinner. I invited her to dinner at my place, so...I hope it's not a problem..." Ed says awkwardly.

"Nonsense. I want you to be happy." I say with a smile. As soon as he leaves I bolt for the bathroom to puke my guts out.

After the vomiting stops the awful stomach cramps start. I end up in bed all day except for when I get up to puke.

"You should call a doctor, Boss." Zsasz says quietly. I didn't even hear him enter my room.

"I'll be fine. It's just a stomach flu..." I say quietly, wincing as another cramp seizes my midsection.

"Im calling a goddamn doctor." Zsasz says flatly.

Since when does he give orders?! Or give a shit about me?!

About an hour later a young woman doctor was there.

"Hello, I'm Dr Amelia Clark. What are your symptoms?"

"Nausea, vomiting, fatigue, abdominal cramps, dizziness." I say quietly.

"Uh-huh... alright, Mr Cobblepot, I'm gonna take a blood sample and take it to the lab to test it. We'll know what your illness is in about 2 hours or so." She says, taking out a small syringe. She takes a little of my blood and puts the vial in a small plastic ziploc bag type thingy.

Four hours later she returned, and my heart was racing in anxiety.

"What is it? How bad is it?" I say quietly.

"Well, it's not life threatening, but if left untreated it will change your life forever."

"What?"

"Mr Cobblepot... your pregnant."

I sit and stare at her for a moment before laughing at what must be the stupidest joke ever.

"I'm serious, Mr Cobblepot." She says firmly, handing me a sheet of paper.

Holy fuck she's not kidding...

My face falls into shock as I realize that I really do have a child growing inside me somehow.

"How?"

"You were born with female organs inside your body. I've seen two other cases like yours. It's not life threatening or dangerous in any way. Just difficult. Your body is not used to everything that's happening now. The nausea will be hard to deal with at first. But it's going to be okay. I can do an ultrasound if you'd like." She says politely. I nod mutely and she sets up the portable ultrasound thingy she had in her bag. She pulls my pajama top up and puts some gel on my abdomen. She places the probe against my skin. I look at the screen, which looks like white noise.

"It's right there. Do you see it?" She says quietly, pointing at the small white blip on the screen.

"It looks like a little blip." Is all I can muster the strength to say. I feel like I might cry. I know there's only one man who could possibly be the father.

Edward Nygma...

After a few minutes she cleaned the gel off my skin, handed me a copy of the ultrasound picture, a leaflet of do's and don't's, and some prenatals.

A few minutes after the doctor left I got dressed in a nice suit and did my makeup and hair...better than usual, actually.

I went downstairs and there was Isabella, the whore that stole my Edward away. It feels odd, actually. I feel like a...babymama or something...is that weird? That's totally weird...

"Hi..." I say quietly. Ed looks up and smiles that big beautiful smile of his.

"Oswald! You're feeling better! Good! Oh, um...this is Isabella! Isabella, this is Mayor Cobblepot!"

"Nice to meet you! Ed says such wonderful things about you!" She says sweetly. Too sweet.

"Only good things, I hope..." I say teasingly.

"Oh, only good things could be said about you, Oswald!" Ed says back.

We sat and talked in the living room for a while, and I was laughing like nothing was wrong.

"Um, Oswald... before you came down from your room...me and Isabella were talking and...well..."

"We're getting married!" Isabella interjects, clapping her hands together.

I feel sick.

"Congratulations!" I force out.

He's known her 8 fucking weeks! He doesn't know a damn thing about her! He doesn't even know her last name! Fuck this! I can't take it!

"Excuse me for a moment..." I say quietly.

I hobble into the downstairs bathroom and puke violently for a few minutes before it finally stops.

I sit on the bathroom floor and call Gabe.

"I need you to cut Isabellas brake lines..." I say quietly.

"Sure thing boss. Red car, right? A mustang type thing?"

"That's the one. Thank you..." I hang up quickly.

Isabella left a few minutes later. And died in an unfortunate accident.

1 month later, Ed had been crying and moping around constantly until one day I was in my study when he walked in, angry.

"It was you..." He growls.

"What was me?" I say weakly.

"YOU KILLED ISABELLA!!!" He roars, punching me in the jaw. He throws me to the ground and I panic.

Little blip, little blip, please don't hurt my little blip...

He kicks me hard in the gut 3 times in quick succession, then crouches down over me.

"Why? Why did you do this to me?!" He says angrily. I can see the pain I caused. The hatred covering up all that sorrow and anguish.

"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry, Ed, I..."

"Are you sorry because you killed my one true love?...or because... I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU TO DEATH?!?!?" He screams at me.

He punches me over and over again, then stands and starts kicking me again.

"Please, don't hurt my baby..." I whimper softly. I'm not even sure if he heard. But I think he did because he stopped kicking me. He's just standing there in shock.

"What did you say?" He says quietly, finally looking calm.

"My... baby... don't hurt my baby.. " I say quietly.

Then everything went black.