[tags: breast feeding]
Our connections with friends and family are what defines us. How we handle making or stopping them defines who we are.
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Chapter 24
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(M/Br)aking Connections
Shelly sat in her room, alone, trying to sort out her feelings. She'd hardly said a word since Areth's awakening, closing herself off from everyone.
She stood and started pacing. Even though she'd wanted to be alone, now that she was, she regretted it. Plagued with self-doubts, recriminations for her foolish impetuosity, heartache for knowing that her actions were hurting Sonia but unable to put Jessica in the past, and anger for having to carry the child of her rape.
The growing baby in her stomach shifted, an odd sensation as though her tummy was doing flipflops. Thanks to Gaia's magic, the unborn child was growing faster than normal, allowing her to take months of pregnancy down to a few days. Of course, that also required her to drink from Gaia's breasts to supply the nutrients her body needed to sustain such rapid growth.
She was still in turmoil over the pregnancy. She didn't want to be a mother. Especially not to that monster, Aecus's child. Oh, she understood why she needed to carry the child to term, but that didn't mean she had to like it. As soon as the child was born, she was going to hand it off to Gaia and leave.
A knock sounded at her door. It was probably Sonia again, wanting to comfort her. Didn't the android understand that she didn't deserve comforting? Sonia deserved better than Shelly could give her. The best thing she could do for the synthetic lifeform was to push her away.
But she was so lonely. The last time she'd been alone was before running off from Angela's demesne. Before being nabbed by the Myrmidon, and then suffering... She shuddered as flashes of her treatment under Aecus's care crashed through her mind. She couldn't remember ever feeling such pain or such intense pleasure in her life. Despite herself, despite all of her inner turmoil, there was a spark inside her that craved that kind of bliss again. For a short period, she was able to ignore the entire world and all her woes. She'd luxuriated in that ecstasy, and part of her wanted it again. It wasn't like the numbness forced on her by the angel.
With a shudder, she shoved the thoughts away as she opened her mouth to tell Sonia to go away. She would lose her mind if she ever experienced anything like that again, and she cherished her free will too much to give that up.
"I want company," her mouth betrayed her. "Come in." The fact that she hadn't said what she'd wanted, told her who was on the other side of the door.
Mandy walked in; her upper arms folded across her chest as her other hands closed the door. Her dirty blonde hair was mostly pulled back into a ponytail but still managed to frame her disapproving stare. Her brown eyes tried to pull Shelly into opening up, but she managed to keep her mouth shut. It was impossible to lie around Sheldon's girlfriend, and Shelly couldn't be sure of what she might say. She didn't know what the truth was, and was almost afraid of what she might find out if she dug too hard.
The two adult women regarded each other for a long moment before the intruder surprised Shelly by stepping forward and pulling her into a tight hug. Four sets of powerful arms engulfed her, and something inside Shelly broke.
Tears welled and then overflowed her eyes. A sob broke free from her chest, and her arms wrapped around the other woman. Mandy was a bit taller than Shelly, and one of the woman's hands pressed her cheek into Mandy's firm chest.
She didn't know how long she cried there, being comforted like a child, but she felt calmer after a while and slipped out of the embrace. At some point, they'd moved to a couch in the room without letting go of one another. Neither one had spoken the whole time.
"I never thanked you for saving me. You must think I'm a terrible person," Shelly said as she worked to dry her cheeks. She couldn't even lift her eyes to look at Mandy. "Among other things," she added without meaning to.
"You mean like fucking my boyfriend, or running away, or... Shit, sorry. That's not what I meant to say," Mandy soothed her tone. Shelly finally looked up at her and noted that her eyes were red and puffy as though she'd been crying as well. "Oh, don't give me that look because of my language," Mandy cracked a small smile as she attempted to lighten the mood. "Not everything was your fault, and even the parts that were, turned out okay in the end."
"Okay?!" Shelly shouted and grabbed the sides of her belly. "How is
this
okay?"
One of Mandy's right hands reached forward and rested on her stomach. Shelly flinched at the unwanted contact but refused to back away.
"I know this is hard for youβ" Mandy started to say, but Shelly cut her off.
"You
know
this is hard for me?" she spat. "How could you possibly know what I'm going through? Were you ever raped by a creature that has actively worked for your family's destruction? Have you ever carried an unwanted child to term, just to ensure that the ecology of the world could continue on? Or was that not what you meant? You're an only child, so you couldn't have fucked your brother. Your dad, perhaps? Orβ" This time it was Shelly that was cut short as Mandy's other right hand slapped her. The woman was stronger than she knew, and for a few moments, Shelly couldn't focus on anything other than the pain in her cheek.
"I know the pain of carrying an unwanted child," Mandy said through clenched cheeks. "No, it wasn't through rape or anything like what you went through. And you know damned well that my father was a good man. He never laid an inappropriate hand on me. I know you're hurting, Shelly, but that doesn't give you the right to treat others like they're not hurting also."