@demonofyourdreams continued from x
That didn’t sooth her. Not one bit. If anything, she was growing even more nervous. Mabel was nested in his arms, but her own hands pushed at his chest to free herself. She needed air. The newness of the situation was much too.... much for her.
Her? A MOTHER?
Mabel’s just finished high school. She dreamt of silly summer romances, NOT baby diapers and milk bottles.
She was hyperventilating and he was making the situation worse.
A hand went up to cup her mouth, to catch every sob that wanted to get out as tears began to slide down her flustered cheeks. Aborting it felt like the most natural solution, but she was hesitating. At that point, neither choice seemed to be the right choice and that was tearing her apart.
---- “I’m terrified...”
And her legs began to wobble as she murmured her cry. She needed to assure him that HE wasn’t the problem, but she was choking on her own sobs. Dragging in a shaky breath, her forehead rested against his chest as the fingers of the hand that previously held her mouth tangled into his shirt for dear life.
---- “I’m terrified to choose.”
---- “I don’t know what to expect. Even if it was a human kid, I’d still be super hesitant and scared. What are demon kids even like? I... I didn’t even know we... you... I didn’t THINK this would happen since we’re... since I’m a human. What if I’m not going to be a good mother? What if... what if he, or she will hate me for sucking at my job as a parent? I’m... I’m still a kid, y’know. I don’t think I’m ready for this, but I don’t want to abort it either.”
