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Commission: For inspiredParadise
On: OCs, ElijahXMira, ElijahXelse.
Rating: T.
Name: And then
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3. Misfortune
This had just got to be some sick joke.
No, really. She was on the pill, always took precautions. Plus her way of living wasn’t exactly healthy enough for… that to happen. Her diet consisted mostly of cold coffee and fast food, after all.
Her frantic attempts of self-reassurance didn’t change the results, of course. Her period had been missing for a few weeks (which wasn’t uncommon, mind you), but then the nauseas had kicked in and she’d told herself she would defuse her growing nervousness by picking up two tests after work…
There was no mistake. She was pregnant.
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2. Friendship
It’s going to be okay. It’s going to be okay.
Mira couldn’t help but mumble it to herself as she rang the bell of his flat. Elijah was a good guy. He wouldn’t abandon her. Not when he was the father and her best friend.
She was a hundred percent sure Elijah was the father. She hadn’t had anyone else in her bed in months. It simply could only be him.
Swiftly, she was ushered in by his brother. He looked a bit dizzy, but she ignored it…
Then only did she see the father of her child.
“Elijah– !”
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9. All that I have
Mira wasn’t sure she’d ever forget that sight. Her dear Elijah lay there on the ground, shivering as if bathing in a snow bucket. She wasn’t quite sure, because the ground was littered with plastic bags, but the scent alone made her suspect he’d been vomiting.
Her first reflex had been to call for help, but after a while she understood none would come. Carefully, the nauseas taking over her, she’d tried to clean as best as she could. It was not much. She’d stayed the night, curled in a sort of clean corner.
Waiting for him to wake up.
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4. Questioning
They had talked about it for hours, going over every little detail. The time for abortion was gone, and neither of them had the money. Putting the baby up for adoption was an option, but Mira wasn’t quite sure she could deal with that.
Her biggest issue was his addiction. He’d told her everything, about the car crash and the loss of his family, and the overwhelming need for something, anything to alleviate the pain. She tried to understand, really she did, but she still wanted for him to go in detox. For the child.
In the end, he agreed.
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10. Last hope
“I’m glad you decided to try, Elijah,” she uttered. She wasn’t quite sure she’d manage without him. In between the effects of her pregnancy and the misery of her everyday life, he was the shining ray she needed to stay sane.
But it wasn’t about her. It was about him, and that was why she let him go to the door of the detox center. Soon, the door locked behind him, and Mira was left on the side of the road, shivering in her thin mantle.
After a while, she took the road home. Her next shift would begin soon.
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1. Memory Improving
He was improving. He knew he was. The smiling pills were a part of his past. No, he didn’t see them anymore, nor did he have those flashes that got him screaming and under his bed for his sister or his mom or Mira or anyone. He was improving.
There was also this man. He was called Yoake, maybe five years older than Elijah himself. Elijah didn’t know why he was there, but he didn’t really care. Because, whether he liked it or not, he found himself attracted more and more to him.
It was then he found the mirror.
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5. Mirror
He looked in the mirror, and in the mirror, and in the mirror. It’d been a long time since he had the occasion to look at himself. Days, weeks – maybe even months? No idea.
Elijah took that one hard look at himself, and found what he feared most.
Spending every day alone, without his brother and without his Mira, without the smiling pills and the rosy hallucinations, he should have changed. Should have forgotten the fuzzy feelings he got when passing the gym, should have gathered the courage to help Mira and her child. He should have changed.
He hadn’t.
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7. Family
She thought she would die. Labor was worse than anything she’d imagined, all the more as there was no one to hold her hand. She pushed, and cried, and screamed, and it seemed no one would ever hear her.
Three long hours passed, the longest of her life, and suddenly she was in a bed with this little bundle in her arms. Trembling, she raised a hand to caress the boy’s cute little nose – Elijah’s – and looked up at a sudden noise.
Her father was there, his dead eyes burning with a light she’d forgotten.
Quietly, she began to cry.
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8. Hold my hand
He didn’t warn her beforehand. The day he was out, he simply came to ring at her door, and by some miracle she’d answered. She was very beautiful, painfully so, and he’d told her as much.
“Mira,” he’d uttered, and she’d smiled and led him to a very small, bluish crib. She was rambling, leaving no time for Elijah to say anything. “My father helps looking after him when I’m working.”At her. Not at the baby. Not yet. He needed to tell her before looking at his first and probably only son.
“Elijah?” She’d noticed his absent look. “What’s wrong?”
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6. Precious treasure
He told her. He saw himself, as in a movie, saying the words as she listened, and he almost saw the sound flutter to her ear and enter it, and he saw the ripples of the shock on her face as she understood.
Then the baby began to cry. Mira seemed to wake from a dream, and she took the boy in her arms. Elijah looked, helplessly, at this family he didn’t feel a part of. And then she took his hand, put it on the forehead of the baby, and the baby calmed down.
And then it was good.
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Sorry, sorry, sorry! I am so sorry. I made you wait for so long. An eternity.
Beginning was the hard part. Between the holidays and the exams, I was overwhelmed, and the topics were foreign to me, they seemed touchy, like hedgehogs that just wanted me to try and caress them to take some of my blood. Sorry again T.T Also, I had to make up some things, and probably portrayed Mira as a crybaby, due to minimalist descriptions, but I hope I didn't fail completely to render what they were supposed to be.
Although I had to put the prompts in another order, I like some of them. Stopping at 100 words was harder than it usually is though ^^'
 Rain on your Back · Mon Jan 14, 2013 @ 07:19pm · 0 Comments |
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