AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story.
Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.
This story takes place BEFORE Marty attacked and killed her psychiatrist, stabbed Kelly, and pushed Natalie from the roof at Angel Square. In this story, those events will not happen. This is my take on the two-Todds story including Marty and with an eerie or supernatural twist. Hope you enjoy the story...
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As Todd and Marty drove away from Llanview via Todd's "borrowed" car, he couldn't help the questions which bombarded him. Everything Marty had said the night before went rushing through his mind like a blazing inferno and for once in his life he had no choice but to admit to himself that he and Marty had unfinished business. They were two people still tortured by their tragic past and Marty had been right, they did need to face everything and deal with it head-on, so that they could finally heal and move past it.
"Marty, we need to talk," said Todd softly, almost hesitantly.
Marty glanced over at Todd as though she knew that this was coming. The questions. She had dropped a bomb on him last night. Of course he would have questions. She didn't mind to give him answers, although her heart had been encased in ice for so very long, stiff, silent, and frozen; and with every word that moved past her lips, it had began to thaw, now suseptable to the blinding pain she had kept hidden for almost two decades.
"It's okay, Todd. I am ready to talk... I need to talk," she answered, her voice just barely audible.
"Tell me about the baby," Todd encouraged, trying to watch the road when all he really wanted to do was hold his gaze on Marty.
"The Spring Fling happened on May 9th. And that summer, you had been sentenced to Statesville Prison. Not long after, I started... becoming sick. I had been taking my medication and following the doctor's orders, yet no matter what I did, I couldn't seem to get better. I started losing weight, and I was unable to keep food down, so I went to Larry for some answers. I was sure he'd say it was my Lupus, give me some more medication, and I'd end up perfectly fine ... but that's not what happened. He did some tests... and told me I was pregnant."
"Pregnant..." she said with a tiny laugh. "With my messed-up life, that's exactly what I didn't want to be. Immediately I thought it had happened from that horrible night, the night you and your frat buddies tied me to a bed and took turns raping me, and had that been the case, I would have terminated my pregnancy that very day without a second thought."
Marty took a deep breath, struggling with the intense emotions which gradually resurfaced as they were forever coupled with those long-ago memories. "But Larry insisted on an ultrasound and come to find out, I was too far along. I had been feeling so sick and preoccupied with the rape for so long, I had no awareness that I was even pregnant. But by then, I was already in the second trimester."
"There was no doubt about it, Todd. The baby was yours because there was no one else I had been with during the three months prior to the Spring Fling. I begged Larry to help me. I didn't want anyone to know. I had already been through so much. My health was fragile, and I couldn't deal with the constant stares and whispers should anyone find out I was expecting a child I had conceived with the man - the man who had... raped me," she said softly.
"With Larry's help, I managed to keep my pregnancy a secret. I kept to myself most the time, and nobody seemed to question it. I guess everyone thought I was entitled to some isolation, after all I had been through. I thought I was going to get away with it, that no one was going to find out... " Marty said as she struggled to control the anxiety brought on from the raw memories being awakened. "Probably no one would have, but I had an accident... and Megan found me lying at the bottom of the steps..."
"When I came to, I was bleeding and in so much pain. Megan was there, holding my hand as they took me away in the ambulance. I just kept crying, 'Please, please let my baby be okay.' I knew it was too soon. I knew that if I gave birth then, there would be no hope... The pain was so intense, so horrible... like nothing I have ever experienced before. When I got to the hospital, I begged Larry, 'Do whatever you have to do, but please... just save my baby.' Larry promised he would do all that he could, but despite all of his efforts, my water had broken and there was no way he could stop the contractions. The baby was coming and I was only 6 months along..."
Glancing at Marty as he drove, Todd looked horrified. The pain she went through struck him deep inside like a dagger ripping through his heart. "My God, Marty... the hell you must have gone through..." he spoke. "I should have been there..."
"You were in prison, remember?" Marty reminded as she drew in a ragged breath. At that moment when she had gone into premature labor, she had never felt so alone. Her parents were dead, her aunt was in Ireland, and the man she had loved during the time of the baby's conception was now in prison for having raped her.
