by the damned wench that wants to check my vitals. Not like anything has changed! Seriously, I haven't talked to anyone because no one cares. I screwed up with Nick by removing him from my life, the doctors are saying I might not walk again, and that I lost my only chance at having a baby. And they are worried about how my heart rate is going? I swear sometimes the medical field is mentally retarded sometimes, because as far as I am concerned, it doesn't matter anymore anyway.
Cecilia looked down at her book, random bits of food around her. She sighed softly, wishing that she wasn't alone with this. But unfortunately, Nick wasn't around. Ryder would more then likely kill her, but maybe he wouldn't. She wasn't sure if she was on speaking terms with her youngest brother. Blake and Julianna seemed to be there for her, and it seemed as if Layle grew more grey hairs when she told him.
Cecilia looked over at a small box that had a sick on it. She didn't like what it said, so she left it there. Blue was supposed to be good, but instead she panicked. She didn't want to tell everyone, but sooner rather then later they would all notice...
She mentally beat herself up, hiding herself away in her room when she found out. Not like the physical signs didn't show anyway. This only confirmed it. Now she really was worried about getting kicked out of the house, being alone... She was sure that Nick would run... and then where would she be.
General Notes: It is random. I'm not giving anything away yet.
Cecilia woke slowly, her head laying on Nick's chest. As she blinked the sleep out of her eyes slowly, she yawned softly. Moving slowly, so as to not wake Nick up, Cecilia moved over him slowly.
As she stood up slowly, she yawned softly, stretching out. Cecilia watched Nick sleep for a few more moments before she pulled her now medium length hair up into a pony tail and slid on a pair of sweat pants that were extremely tight on her. She smiled and leaned down, kissing Nick on the cheek softly.
The kiss caused Nick to grumble about not having any ammo and roll over, which caused CeCe to giggle as she left the room. She took the stairs two at a time, hopping her way down them only to litterally run into her father.
"Whose truck is that, out by the street?" He asked softly, pulling CeCe into a one armed hug.
"My boyfriends." Cecilia replied with a smile, hugging her father tightly, "I know. I know. We will need to have a talk when you get home."
Layle chuckled, kissing Cecilia on the head softly, "So long as you know, Sweetheart."
Cecilia let her father go slowly, going into the kitchen as Layle left. She was hungry. Very hungry. It was a shame that both Ryder and Blake, the two who could actually cook, were still in bed asleep. She started looking through all of the cabinets, pulling out what ever looked good.
She was opening a jar of dill pickles when Juli walked in, still in her night gown and bath robe. Smiling softly at Juli, Cecilia said, "Before you ask about the truck on the street, Daddy and I will be talking later... Can you help me?"
Juli smiled and took the jar from Cecilia, banging it on the counter then poping the lid with ease. Handing it back to Cecilia, Juli's eyes watched the younger female as she pulled out a pickle and nearly finished the whole thing in one bite. It was only after she had the second hanging from her mouth as she continued to search for interesting choices of food did it dawn on Juli.
"Cecilia Anne Orion! When did you?!" Juli said, the look on her face was one mixed with both joy and anger. The tone though was more then enough to stop Cecilia dead in her tracks, and have her turn her head while she was holding the pint of vanilla ice cream in her hands that she had picked up ages ago.
"What are you talking about Momma Juli?" Cecilia asked, clearly as a cautious reaction to what was sure to come. After all, Cecilia was much more of an emotional mess recently. With her scavenger hunt for food this morning, Cecilia was like a rabbit caught in a trap. Juli's mother bear instincts were clearly kicking in as her worry was starting to get the best of her.
"You know exactly what I am talking about." Juli said, a smile warming her face even though the tone in her voice was that she was still liable to skin Nick alive.
"Um... Momma... I, um..." Cecilia said, sinking down to her knees next to the refrigerator. The ice cream was still in her hands and the pickle had ended up landing in it, mostly because she had chewed through it during her responses to one of the only women that always made her feel like she was three or four. Cecilia's bottom lip wiggled softly, as tears started to well up in her eyes.
Julianna came over, pulling Cecilia to her chest and cooed at her to calm down. Cecilia hugged herself to Juli, the ice cream and pickle becoming forgotten in the panic and fear of Cecilia.
Blake had some how woken up and stumbled upon his mother hugging his older half-sister, while Cecilia balled away. Blake rushed over, hugging on to Cecilia like his mother. Panic showed clear in Blake's eyes as he looked up and over the crying, and clearly still panicking, Cecilia to his mother. Julianna shook her head and whispered, "Blake, make your sister one of your best omelets. She needs the comfort food."
General Notes:If I told you I had no idea what I was doing when I started you would not believe me
Cecilia, having no where to go, kept working on the truck. Even though it wasn't doing much good as she would have to rip out the engine block and replace it, it was keeping her worry down. She sighed softly, looking up at the darkening sky. She would have to call it a day as the clouds seemed to have completely covered the sky at that point.
Great... Rain...Cecilia thought, shivering slightly. She hated rain, mostly because it reminded her of when...
She shook her head, closing the hood on the truck and covering the mess with a tarp. She rolled up Sylar's windows and then stood under the cover of the porch, a smoke lit between her lips. She watched quietly as the first few drops started to fall in front of her.
There really wasn't anything she could do, pulling the smoke out of her mouth to ash it. Layle and Juli were out of town for the next few days, Ryder was in his room, being quiet. Blake was more then likely out, so basically Cecilia was alone.
She put out the smoke and walked inside, going to her room and pulling off the grease soaked shirt and jeans. She looked at herself in the mirror, placing her hands on her stomach area. She looked like she was skinnier then days before, after all she had been completely nauseous for the past few days since Nick had left.
Cecilia had written off the fact that the two had sex, but she could not get the nagging feeling from out the back of her mind. Maybe a shower will help...She thought, grabbing the large tee shirt that Nick had left at her house and a towel. She walked into the bathroom in just her bra and underwear, closing the door and stripping down slowly.
She turned on the water so that way it started to steam up the room, climbing into the tub end slowly. Her eyes watered suddenly, her hands going back to the stomach area of her body. Everything seemed so sensitive to her touch, even the steam and water cause her body to be filled with an overload of pleasure and nausea.
Cecilia was clearly confused by all of this, so much so that when her knees buckled and she ended up on the floor of the tub sobbing, she wasn't sure what to do. She would have to talk to Nick about this, but she really was lost on what to tell him.
