"I don't mind," I say, after watching him talk to my stomach.
Oh, he was meant to have children.
"Even when I'm fat again, and even more hormonal and..."
Oh. I'll be fat again soon, won't I? And unable to properly have sex with him and...and... Now my tears become tears of worry and fear. What if he decides, after this, that I'm only good as an incubator? What if he decides he's better off with Eileen or some other human woman? What if...?
"Oh," I cry, letting go of his hand to hide my head against him. My words are interspersed with sobs. "You'll still love me when I'm fat again, won't you, Ewan? An' when we can't... can't... not going to leave me or just... use me?"
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Date: 2008-04-25 10:27 pm (UTC)Oh, he was meant to have children.
"Even when I'm fat again, and even more hormonal and..."
Oh. I'll be fat again soon, won't I? And unable to properly have sex with him and...and... Now my tears become tears of worry and fear. What if he decides, after this, that I'm only good as an incubator? What if he decides he's better off with Eileen or some other human woman? What if...?
"Oh," I cry, letting go of his hand to hide my head against him. My words are interspersed with sobs. "You'll still love me when I'm fat again, won't you, Ewan? An' when we can't... can't... not going to leave me or just... use me?"