“I- I will.” Oscar ran his hand through his hair.
“Oscar what on earth are you doing, what’s wrong? Come here and let me feel your forehead.” She placed her hot hand against his brow.
“Yeah, you do have a temperature. Do you want some paracetamol?”
“Why didn’t you just say?”
“Be-because it’s not fair. You’re right, I have been selfish. We need to focus on you and the baby now. If I do have leukemia, then I’ll just have to be careful and take all the medication religiously won’t I?”
Ava shrugged. “I guess.”
“How do you feel today Ava?”
“Oh me? I’m fine. The baby kept me awake half of the night wriggling away, but apart from that, I feel good. You have no idea how relieved I am that the morning sickness didn’t last long. I swear it’s the worst thing ever!”
“Hmmm very possibly.” Oscar said diplomatically.
“Right, I’m going to go downstairs and make myself some breakfast. How I’m hungry at 7am I’ll never know! I have the biggest craving ever for a full English. I really don’t think I can resist the temptation. Want one?”
Oscar shook his head. “No thanks.”
“What do you want then?”
“I don’t know. I’ll come downstairs with you and help.”
“You need to try to eat Oscar.”
“Yes, yes I know.”
“I know you’re worried. It was a lot to take in at the doctor’s, but you really need to keep your strength up. Remember what we said about little and often.”
“What’s wrong now?”
“I-I…..” Oscar didn’t finish, placed a hand to his mouth and ran into the bathroom, vomiting violently into the toilet. Ava walked slowly towards him, peering into the room.
“Oscar? Is-is this normal.”
Oscar wiped his mouth, sitting on the cold floor with his back against the wall. He closed his eyes, inhaling and exhaling deeply.
“Oscar! Will you answer me!”
“I don’t know.” He muttered in little more than a whisper. “I just don’t know anything anymore.”
“Do you want a hand up, I’ll struggle but I mean…..”
“Ava, just leave me be for a while.”
“Okay.” Ava backed off towards the door, glancing over her shoulder at the deathly pale Oscar who sat slumped against the wall. She walked down the staircase and entered the living room. She shut the door and turned on the television for some normality. Oscar upon the bathroom floor, shivering. ‘Get a grip Oscar’ He scolded himself. ‘You’ll have to Father this child soon. Ava will have enough to do and she certainly can’t manage by herself.’ Oscar reluctantly stood shakily, holding onto the sink for support and perched himself on the edge of the bath so that he might brush his teeth.Even the sensation of the toothbrush in his mouth made him feel extremely nauseous. He placed it down and walked slowly into Ava’s bedroom, nestling down underneath the covers.
“Oscar it’s 4pm!”
“Sorry, I just thought I should wake you, Well, you can’t say you’re tired now, you’ve just had an extra 7 hours sleep. How do you feel?”
“Bit better.” Oscar mumbled.
“Good. I think you the baby grow that you ordered has arrived, here it is.” Ava handed Oscar a small package which he carefully opened. He smiled gently, gazing up at her.
“It’s so soft. Nicer that I thought it would be.”
“Yeah, it’s lovely, good quality.” Ava smiled.
“What did you do today Ava?”
“Oh not a lot. I had the most horrible heartburn; I get it a lot.”
“Oh, you didn’t say.”
“I don’t like to make a fuss. I have Gaviscon, oh and milk helps even though I hate it!”
“You’re not even interested are you?”
“Quit using the short answers!”
“Oh Ava what else am I supposed to say? Please don’t start an argument, not now. I really don’t have the energy!”
“For God’s sake Oscar! I don’t know how much more of this I can put up with! Think of me!”
“I am. I worry about the baby all of the time.”
“No you don’t, because you’re so wrapped up in yourself.”
“Stop doing this.” Oscar turned his body away from Ava, she grasped his waist, turning him over abruptly.
“Argh!” Oscar protested as he sensed the force of Ava’s hands digging into his prominent ribs. He wriggled in attempt to get away, but failed to do so as the sheet mummified itself around the lower part of his body.
“Don’t you do that! How dare you block me out! You’re behaving like a pathetic teenager! Now you listen and you listen hard. You’ll be lucky if I even let you have anything to do with this baby, the rate you’re going! I don’t know how much more of this I can take Oscar!”
“What? No!” Oscar propped himself up on his elbows, his bottom lip trembling.
“That woke you up didn’t it?!” Ava smirked.
“Ava what is this? Don’t you threaten me stop being such a bitch, that was really painful!”
“Whatever. I wasn’t exactly being serious, I just wanted to snap you out of your self-engrossed bubble! I’m going out.”
“Unlike you Oscar, I do have friends! I need another break from you.”
“Oh that’s just so delightful. W-which friends? Why are you so changeable? It’s frighting, what’s got into you Ava?!”
“You are completely and utterly draining Oscar that’s why! Just remember who’s carrying this baby!”
To be continued…..