You Acted So Roughly
Elaine felt darkness materialize around her with depressing finality. She coughed but choked, her throat dry, a bitter taste sticking to it.
She didn’t know where she was. All she saw was Darkness. It enveloped her.
She blinked her eyes open and slowly, she finally got a grasp of the sense of her physical body, her awareness trickling back in.
A machine. It was beeping.
Her eyes stared at the room, the ceiling above her head that she managed to see with the help of the moonlight from outside. Flashes of the previous day flowed into her head. She wasn’t nauseous as she was and the headache no longer existed. She remembered running into Xavier’s room to get the alcohol she’d consumed out of her system but her effort was to no avail.
Moving her hand, she brought it to her face, removing the oxygen mask and managing to sit up straight on the bed, her eyes staring around the dark room. What was she doing all alone in a hospital in the middle of the night?
A sudden fear engulfed her and before she knew it, she peeled the drip off her and made her and stood up from the bed, her legs shaky as she stepped toward the door desperate to get out of the space. She needed to be home, Xavier’s mansion, their home.
Right her hand held the handle of the door, it pushed open from the other side, causing her to retreat backward, her eyes on the man who walked into the room.
His expressionless eyes looked her over from her head down to her toes, his gaze immediately turning piercing, filled with anger and something she couldn’t recognize.
“Xa…Xavier,” she called, finally feeling safe in the room, safe from the world but not from the man whose gaze was enough to have her eyes lowering to his chest. He turned on the light.
“You’re awake.”
He started making his way to her but with each step he took, she took one of hers backward, her feet having a mind of their own, desperate to get away from the man whose eyes threatened to swallow her whole.
He must have found out about her secret, she chanted in her head. He must be so angry with her for hiding the truth from him for so long. Was he going to lock her in the hospital and force her to have an abortion?
“I…I, how did I get here? Di…did you bring me here?” She avoided his gaze, her eyes filled with guilt and perhaps something else, fear. “I want to go home. Can we go home?”
Xavier shut his eyes and the next time they fluttered open, the anger in them burned twice as it did before.
“Are you pregnant?” He let out even though he knew the answer to the question, even though the doctor had dropped the most shocking news of his life previously. The woman before him, his little wife had hid it from him, and good lord, he was angry as fuck.
“I…I, no.. no,” she stuttered.
“Don’t you dare fucking lie to me, Elaine I can be a bit abnormal when I’m angry.”
She swallowed the call of her name from him echoing in her head. Xavier only called her by her name whenever he was angry.
“Yes,” she finally agreed. “I was going to tell you, I swear.”
“When?”
“Yesterday after the party, I was going to tell you but…but..”
“You have no excuse. When did you find out?”
“The da…day we came back from the honeymoon.”
His fist clenched. “You’re telling me that you’ve been lying to my face all this while? That you fucking fooled me completely?”
“I didn’t mean to. I was scared.”
His voice raised. “Scared of what, huh? You had fucking weeks to tell me about it. I was around you all the fucking time. After the honeymoon, at the goddamn gathering with your family, after we returned, you had all the time in the world to say it. What were you scared of?”
What wasn’t she scared of? The pregnancy report came as a shock to her. She was scared of everything. Scared of carrying a life in her womb for nine months, scared of becoming a mother, and worst scared of what his reaction would be when she told him the truth.
With a lowered and shaky voice, she replied. “I was scared that you’re going to blame me for it and that you’re going to force me to abort the baby.”
Xavier raised a brow.
“Abort? You think I’ll abort my child?”
“Yo…you won’t?”
“Is that what you think of me?”
“You didn’t want it.”
“And that was a valuable reason to keep it away from me.”
“I was going to tell you.” Her voice raised to match his.
“But you didn’t. Jesus, Elaine. You are with my child and you acted so roughly. You fucking went to the sauna with your goddamn family knowing how dangerous it was, you let me throw you into a fucking pool and you acted rashly, carelessly with my child in you.”
“I protected it.”
“The fuck you did? By drinking alcohol?”
“That was a mistake. Yesterday at the party, I was going to tell you but when those two aunties came and asked us about children, I didn’t say anything and you went ahead and mentioned that they aren’t important and that you aren’t in a hurry.”
“Sit down, Elaine.” He ordered, his tone authoritative.
“I don’t…”
“Fucking. Sit. Down.”
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