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Sukhu and Dukhu « Result #1 on Mar 1, 2009, 8:32pm »
A man had two wives and had a daughter by each of them. Dukhu was the daughter of the elder wife and Sukhu was the daughter of the younger. The man loved his younger wife and her daughter
Sukhu more than the older wife and her daughter Dukhu. The daughters' natures were just like their mothers'. Sukhu was as lazy and ill-tempered as Dukhu was active and lovable. Furthermore, Sukhu and her mother hated the other two and treated them badly anytime they had the chance.
The man took ill, and died in spite of every kind of treatment. The younger wife inherited all his property, and she drove Dukhu and her mother out of the house.
Dukhu and her mother found an empty hut outside town and occupied it. They made a living by spinning thread. One day when Dukhu was spinning outside her hut, the wind blew hard and carried away her wad of cotton. She ran after it but couldn't catch up with it. When she began to cry in desperation, she heard a voice in the wind, "Don't cry, Dukhu, come with me. I'll give you all the cotton you want."
So she followed the wind. On the way, she met a cow, which spoke to her: "Not so fast, Dukhu. My shed is covered with dung. Wash it clean for me, and I'll help you later."
Dukhu drew water from the well and got herself a broom and washed the cowshed clean as clean could be. The wind was waiting for her to finish. As soon as she finished, she went with the wind again. They came to a plantain tree, which stopped her and said, "Where are you going, Dukhu? Can't you stop a minute and pull down all these creepers from my body so that I can stand up straight? It's hard to stand bent down like this all day and all night. Please."
"I'll be glad to do that," said Dukhu, and she tore down all the creepers that were smothering the tree.
The tree said, "You're a good girl. I'll help you some other time."
"I didn't do anything special, really," said Dukhu and hurried on, for the wind was waiting for her.
Next she met a horse and it said, "Where are you going, Dukhu? This saddle and bridle cut into me. I can't bend down to eat the grass. Will you please take them off for me?"
Dukhu took off the saddle and bridle. The horse was grateful and promised her a gift.
The wind said, as they moved on, "Do you see that palace there? That's where the Mother of the Moon lives. She can give you as much cotton as you want." With that, he left her there.
Dukhu walked towards the palace. It seemed deserted. She felt afraid and lonely. She stood there in front of it for a while and then decided to go in. Timidly, step by step, she walked through the rooms. Not a mouse stirring, not a living soul anywhere. Suddenly she heard a noise behind a closed door. She went up to it and knocked softly. A voice said, "Come in."
Dukhu pushed the door open and saw an old lady working at a wheel. She was luminous as if the moon was specially shining on her.
Dukhu bowed to her, touched her feet and said, "Granny, the wind blew away all my cotton. If I don't spin, my mother and I will starve. Will you give me some cotton?"
"I'll give you something better than cotton," said the old Mother of the Moon, "if you are deserving. Do you see that pond out there? Go to that pond and dip in it twice. Only twice, not three times, remember."
So Dukhu walked out of the palace and went to the pond and took a dip. When she rose out of the water, she had been changed into someone very beautiful. When she took a second dip, she was covered with silks, pearls, and gems. Her sari was muslin, and she had gold necklaces so heavy that they weighed her down. She couldn't believe what was happening to her.
When she ran back to the palace, the old woman said, "Child, I know you are hungry. Go to the next room. I've food there for you."
The next room had food of every kind, the best rice, the finest curries, sweets beyond her dreams. After eating her fill, she went back to the old woman, who said, "I want to give you something more," and showed her three caskets, each bigger than the next. "Choose one," she said. Dukhu chose the smallest one and said good-bye to the old woman and left the palace.
As she retraced her steps, she met the horse, the plantain tree, and the cow. Each wanted to give her a gift to take home with her. The horse gave her a young colt of the finest breed; the tree gave her a bunch of plantains yellow as gold and a pot full of old gold coins; and the cow gave her a tawny calf whose udders would never be dry.
Dukhu thanked them all for their wonderful gifts, seated herself on the colt with the pot of gold and the plantains, and found her way home, with the calf walking close behind her.
Her mother, meanwhile, had made herself sick with anxiety, not knowing where Dukhu had gone and when she would come back. She was beside herself with joy when she heard Dukhu's voice call out, "Mother, where are you? Look what I've got!"
When the mother had recovered from her shock of joy, she couldn't believe her eyes. The muslins, the jewels, the gold coins, the plantains, the horse, and the calf---she looked at every one of them over and over. She was speechless.
After a while she found her voice and asked her daughter how she came by all these fabulous things. Dukhu told her the whole story about the wind, the cow, the tree, the horse, and the old Mother of the Moon, and ended by saying, "That's not all. Here's something else she has given me: this casket!"
She then showed her mother the casket. They thought it would be full of more jewels, pearls, gold, and silver. But when they slowly opened it, out of it stepped a most handsome young man dressed like a prince.
"I've been sent here to marry you," he said to Dukhu, without wasting an extra word.
Soon a date was fixed, kith and kin were invited, and a great gala wedding was celebrated. The only people who did not come to the wedding were Sukhu and her mother.
Now, Dukhu's mother was a good woman. Though she had suddenly come into wealth and status, it hadn't gone to her head. She still wanted to be friends with Sukhu and her mother. So she offered Sukhu some ornaments, as they now had heaps of them. But Sukhu's mother was offended. She put her fist to her cheek and hissed, "Why should Sukhu take your leftovers? She's not going begging for jewels! If God had wanted to give my daughter jewels, he would have kept her father alive. My Sukhu is lovely as she is. She needs no ornaments. Only girls who are ugly as owls need fine saris and necklaces to make them look good."
But she didn't forget to make discreet inquiries to find out how Dukhu had come by her great good fortune. Once she learned where Dukhu had gone and how she found the Mother of the Moon, she said to herself, "I'll show her! She is trying to rub her good luck in my face. I'll make my Sukhu a hundred times richer."
Then she brought Sukhu a spinning-wheel and made her spin in the outer yard where the wind was blowing. "Listen to me carefully, Sukhu, my dear," she said. "The wind will blow away your wad of cotton. Then don't forget to howl and wail till the wind asks you to follow it. Be courteous to anyone you meet on the way. Go wherever the wind takes you till you meet the Mother of the Moon."
As a Man Soweth « Result #2 on Feb 18, 2009, 3:40am »
When I was in junior high, the eighth-grade bully punched me in the stomach. Not only did it hurt and make me angry,wow gold but the embarrassment and humiliation were almost intolerable. I wanted desperately to even the score! I planned to meet him by the bike racks the next day and let him have it.
For some reason, I told my plan to Nana, my grandmother -- big mistake. She gave me one of her hour-long lectures (that woman could really talk).wow power leveling The lecture was a total drag, but among other things, I vaguely remember her telling me that I didn¡¯t need to worry about him. She said, ¡°Good deeds beget good results, and evil deeds beget bad results.¡± I told her, in a nice way, of course, that I thought she was full of it. I told her that I did good things all the time, and all I got in return was ¡°baloney!¡± (I didn¡¯t use that word.) She stuck to her guns, though. She said, ¡°Every good deed will come back to you someday, and every bad thing you do will also come back to you.¡±
It took me 30 years to understand the wisdom of her words. Nana was living in a board-and-care home in Laguna Hills, California. Each Tuesday,wow power leveling I came by and took her out to dinner. I would always find her neatly dressed and sitting in a chair right by the front door. I vividly remember our very last dinner together before she went into the convalescent hospital. We drove to a nearby simple little family-owned restaurant. I ordered pot roast for Nana and a hamburger for myself. The food arrived and as I dug in, I noticed that Nana wasn¡¯t eating. She was just staring at the food on her plate.wow power leveling Moving my plate aside, I took Nana¡¯s plate, placed it in front of me, and cut her meat into small pieces. I then placed the plate back in front of her. As she very weakly, and with great difficulty, forked the meat into her mouth, I was struck with a memory that brought instant tears to my eyes. Forty years previously, as a little boy sitting at the table.wow gold Nana had always taken the meat on my plate and cut it into small pieces so I could eat it.
It had taken 40 years, but the good deed had been repaid. Nana was right. We reap exactly what we sow. ¡°Every good deed you do wow gold will someday come back to you.¡±
True Heroes Earn the Title « Result #3 on Feb 12, 2009, 4:43am »
Star athletes have played an important part in the lives of young children as far back as history remembers sports and its heroes. Every youngster has had at least one hero that he worshipped above all others. Such idolization is not always etched in stone however, and heroes have been known to change for many reasons.wow power leveling I was involved in such a change in 1960. My father was an Air Force master sergeant stationed at a radar station in Bellefontaine, Ohio. The Cincinnati Reds offered discount seating to military personnel in uniform and my father decided to take a group of airman to a game at old Crosley Field. I was included as an afterthought and was thrilled at finally being able to see a big league game. The double header between the hometown Reds and the Pittsburgh Pirates was going to be a highlight in my relatively short life.
Although I was an avid New York Yankee fan one of my favorite baseball players, Roy Face was a star relief pitcher for the Pirates and I was hoping to get his autograph.wow gold My father bought me a brand new baseball just in case.wow gold I could hardly contain myself on the drive to Cincinnati.
We arrived at the stadium a few minutes before the players were due to take the field and I lined up with several other youngsters at the entrance to the Pirate locker room. As the players filed out to enter the runway to the dugout, I looked anxiously for Roy Face. I finally saw him coming and in my best manners stepped up and asked him for his autograph. He calmly ignored me and proceeded down the runway.wow power leveling I was stunned! One of my favorite heroes had brushed me off without the slightest acknowledgement at all. I stood there pondering what to do next when a large arm appeared around my shoulders and a hand took the ball from my grasp. I looked up to see a beaming smile beneath a Pirate hat and a large 2l on the jersey. The man handed me the ball with a wink and headed onto the field. I looked down at the ball and could not believe that it now proudly bore the name ROBERTO CLEMENTE in bold black ink. Roy Face's spot on my hero list had just been filled by one of greatest players in the game. Clemente played an important part in the Pirate's sweep of the double header that day and helped lead his team to a World Series victory over my Yankees that October. Despite that, he remained one of my greatest heroes until his death in a 1972 airplane crash while flying relief supplies to earthquake victims in Nicaragua.wow gold By this time I had followed my father into the Air force and was stationed in Southeast Asia. When I learned of Clemente's death I could only marvel that the man who had helped find a hero had been a bonafide hero trying to help an entire nation.
Only die-hard fans will remember who Roy Face was,wow power leveling but children who were not born when he died can tell you all about Roberto Clemente. That is heroism at its finest.
Is Anyone Here Alive? « Result #4 on Jan 28, 2009, 7:02pm »
WELCOME TO COVINGTON
Covington used to be an average, calm, peaceful town, and things were normal. Normal people, normal stores, normal fashion, normal conversation... then, it changed.
Teens went missing. A few months after each disappearance, when the panic has really snuggled in, they return, no marks, bruises, scars, or scrapes. Nothing. The only difference? Their personalities have changed, and something about their eyes has changed, too. They are totally different people, and nobody knows why they are so different.
Everyone is suddenly in full-protection mode. Nobody knows exactly what's going on, and nobody really intends to find out except friends of the mysterious re-appearing teens. What's going on? Why have they changed? Is someone planning something?
A part of Vegas was disappointed that she didn't get to see her parents when she went to their house, and then the other part of her was pretty relieved that they weren't around and all she had to deal with was just Victoria. If you wanted to get technical, they weren't even really her parents. Vegas didn't think anybody knew about her being adopted, and didn't care so much if they did know about it or not, she just cared if anybody knew about her life before she had arrived to America and that was it. It wasn't like it was super important so she never mentioned it or talked about life in London when she was born and up until she turned six, but how it was hurtful for Matthew to talk about his step-father and Aimee, it didn't feel all that great for Vegas to talk about her real mom. The mother that she had now, Kendall James, would probably be the only woman that she could ever consider a real mother since it was all she ever knew. Vegas' real mom never even held her; she just gave birth to her, left her with Vegas' father, and then ditched them both as soon as she made her way out of the hospital. When she had slept with Vegas' father, apparently she wasn't looking to get pregnant although she had been dating him for a bit and living with him at that point. If anything, her dad had helped her out and was being generous by taking her in and giving her some shelter when he had met her, not knowing that all of this would be happening within the next year between them. Vegas was convinced though that the mother she had now was much better, seeing as that she was a woman who could actually be respected and had responsibility to her.
It had always bothered Vegas though of how neither of her adoptive parents approved of Matthew, or any guy she dated for that matter. Her parents were practically bible humpers and very strict however, so she wasn’t all that surprised that they didn’t like anybody who wasn’t borderline perfect. When she was still going through her rough phase, which was mainly her sophomore and junior year of high school, she couldn’t really blame them for not trusting her with any guys she dated since every boyfriend she brought home was either an asshole, druggie, or an asshole who did drugs. You wouldn’t think that a smart and sweet girl like Vegas could ever date someone like that, but they say opposites attract and she could easily prove that with just about any of her ex-boyfriends. She didn’t really have strong feelings for any of them, though. Deep down the main reason to why she was probably going out with guys like that was because she was just trying to piss off her parents and she probably thought that if she acted that way then they would pay attention to her more often and actually talk with her. So what if the talks they had were of them scolding her and figuring out ways to ground her in attempts to make her their perfect daughter again? They were at least spending some time with their daughter, and she liked being with her parents. They might be not be her real parents, but she had been with them longer than her biological ones and had grown to love them as if they were really her’s, and missed them a lot whenever they were away when she was a child. As she grew older though, it just became natural to be away from them and she got where she didn’t miss it as much. If you fast forward to present day, then you would see she rarely even talked with them just over the phone. They had decided to put business before family, and it was what tore them apart.
Vegas some days did want to live with them again like she had for most of her life because whenever they were home, they were nice to her and they all talked like a real family. That would only last for a short period of time though before they had to fly off somewhere else to make more money. Vegas could understand that they were just trying to give her a nice life, but it wasn’t like money was everything to Vegas. The simple things in life satisfied her enough, already. The last boyfriend she had before Matthew was Austin, and she had earned her parents’ trust back because she had been hanging-out with a better crowd then and did promise herself that the next guy she was with would be a good guy and not some jerk off like all the rest. She knew that Matthew’s reputation wasn’t all that great so despite how she did instantly like him in some ways, she was pretty distant with him and admittedly, ignored him sometimes. Nowadays she felt bad about doing that since she did eventually give in to him from getting where she really liked him and managed to deal with what James thought of it at the same time, but never let her parents know about it all. They didn’t like all of her boyfriends to begin with, so why would they suddenly change now? It was pretty easy for Vegas to keep the fact that she had a boyfriend away from her parents since they were always out of town so she could just spend the night at Matthew’s and never have to even worry about talking about it with them because her parents rarely even called to check up on her. She obviously had to tell them though when she was getting married, and like she expected, they hated it. They said she was throwing her life away and growing up too fast, and if they said that about her getting married, then she knew she was going to get a mouthful once they found out she was now pregnant.
The whole pregnancy thing though wasn’t going to be another issue for Vegas. She was going to make sure that things got smoothed out between her and Matthew so they could raise the baby in a more civilized and loving way, not like either of their parents had done with them. Vegas wasn’t going to ignore her child and treat it like it wasn’t important, and she didn’t really think that Matthew would ever be an abusive father or something like that. She was being pretty quiet right now, still trying to just get that feeling back of not yelling at him whenever he said something to her that pissed her off, touching him and it not being a shove to get away from her but a gentle one where she laid against him like she used to, and just being in the same room with him without feeling like total shit. She still didn’t feel her greatest, but she was working towards it, listening to him as he started to talk about what was going on with his family. Vegas could hear his voice starting to choke up a little bit while he spoke about his step father and Aimee, biting her lip with her head still lying against Matthew’s chest as she thought about it all. She kind of just wanted to stand up and start yelling at him, saying that it was ridiculous how something that didn’t even happen to him but to his younger sister was what just about caused them to divorce, and that the reason she’s been having to feel like this for 2 weeks now and deal with him acting like that was because of something Aimee told him. Vegas had been thinking that whatever the hell was going on with him was something incredibly horrible and it just had to be the worst thing possible for him to be like that, but no, it was just something that happened to Aimee. Vegas liked Aimee, she was her little sister in-law after all, but the girl seemed fine to her and was still living her life just fine and not going nuts or turning into a total bitch over her step dad messing around with her, so she couldn’t really figure out why Matthew had been that way. It wasn’t like Aimee was dead; she was still fine so nothing fatal had happened to her. Vegas couldn’t say any of that, though. She was trying to make things right with her and Matthew, not even worse than they were before, so she just continued to stay quiet for a few moments while trying to figure out what the hell she could even say back to that. She eventually moved her head away from his chest and looked at him, shaking her head lightly while saying ”You’re already better than him.” Her fingers stroked his back gently, Vegas still afraid that she might hurt any of his wounds if she held on to him too tightly, saying while still looking at Matthew ”You’re a really good guy, Matthew. I love you so much and I’m proud that I’m your wife. I just don’t want you to feel like you have to hide anything from me, because your problems are my problems and I’m always going to be here for you.”
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Re: there is more to this ,, matthew. « Result #9 on Feb 16, 2008, 7:36am »
Mr. Matthew Freeman 'there is no one else, that can understand what happens in my heart'
Matthew didn’t really talk to his family on a daily basis anyway, normally the only family he talked too was Aimee, James and his aunty, but he never talked to his mother or step father of course for obvious reasons. He doesn’t even count them as family anymore; he only thinks that Aimee and James along with his Aunt are his family. Of course Vegas was his family and the biggest part and most important. But he means in the blood related section. But he may say that she is the best and most important part, but as you can see he doesn’t like to show it much, he has never loved this much before and saying ‘I love you’ all the time is a challenge to him, he never really thought that saying I love you to someone could mean so much to them, of course it does, and he tries to use it all the time to Vegas, to let her know that he does love her, and wants to be with her, and this all was not a mistake. Most of the time at the moment Matthew was drinking and that was not fair on Vegas so no wonder he found out she had gone to see her parents for once, I mean she does not really go to her parents much, but I guess with a dickhead of a husband it pushes you to the edge a little bit. I mean he knew that her mother and father would tell her to come back home and just leave Matthew on his own and just file a divorce now to make it all go away.
No body knows how someone will react to the fact they are going to be a father in some months time, at the moment Matthew was fighting for the love of his life and realizing he was also going to be a father can come later on in the day, all he wanted was Vegas back and to know that she loved him again, and hope that she forgave him for all the dumb shit he has been doing lately. He knew that she was not lying to him, most of the fellows he knew had that fake pregnancy thing just so the girl could have them for a little longer than planned, but Vegas would not lie to him in the first place so he was hoping and praying that everything was ok with the baby. He just hoped that this would not ruin his chances at getting into a good college to play basketball for a living, if it did then he would have to think of a plan when it came to that, he could always get tutored by his wife, I guess that was a plus with Vegas other than her being the most amazing girl he had ever met. It was odd to think that she got pregnant from the last time they had sex, because it felt so long ago to Matthew and of course he had been craving some sort of action for ages, even a kiss would satisfy him at this moment in time. But the whole topic of him becoming a dad was clear in his mind, as he sat with her, I mean he was going to become a father, he was not ready for that but he knew Vegas’s thoughts of abortion and he was not putting her through that, I guess it was time for him to get a kick up the ass and grow up and be the man that Vegas deserves.
It was odd how for once in two weeks they just sat there together, didn’t argue or fight or anything just sat there, Matthew’s hand round her shoulders and held her close to him, they weren’t acting like everything was prefect yet, but they were trying and Matthew was actually showing emotions with all this love shit, he was actually holding onto her gently and not pressuring her, or shouting or even talking he was allowing her to calm down, he was being a man, and he was acting like he was in love like he has always been, but he had just never showed it that much. As he sat with her he could think about if they brought a child into this kind of environment, and everything came back to his mind of his step father nad his mother, and the way they would sit in their rooms and try block out the anger bellowing from downstairs. He sighed before he looked down at the floor, it could bring a tear to his eyes before he lay his head on top of hers and began to speak again, allowing her to relax and just feel safe, it must have been killing her, seeing him like this, knowing she was pregnant and not feeling safe anymore, he was so sorry for making her feel that way.
You know I never talk about my family; it is because they were like we have been, but always have been. I had to sit with my sister all night and hold her, so she felt safer from the shouting between my step father and mother downstairs. he sighed before closing his eyes feeling her hand loosen from her sides and hold him gently, it did not hurt him as the scabs were recovering now. he use to hit me, and abuse me and my sister. He sexually abused her and that is what she told me and that is what made me like this. he felt a tear rise in his eye and his voice choke a little before he took a deep breathe and continued. I promised myself I would never let her get hurt and I failed, I failed her and myself, and I promised myself that I would be better than them, and I have not been over the last couple of weeks, and I’m sorry Vegas, I am so sorry for putting you through this, and I don’t want our child to endure what me and my sister had too, I promise that I will be a better man than him, I promise. he spoke his voice getting quieter through out the sentence. He felt her head press against his chest and he took a few deep breathes, he had never told anyone about his family but she needed to know, why his sudden change in character was thanks too, anything that happened back then hurt him so much, and made him go to this person, and he crawled out of the hole when he met Vegas, and he hoped never to go back into that hole again.
Vegas was almost surprised in herself that she had stayed as long as she did. He was never around anymore, and when he was, it wasn't like they really talked with each other, so all there was for Vegas to do around the apartment now was just watch television or do her homework, seeing as that sleep wasn't much of an option for her either because it had been difficult getting some for the past week. She did leave once just to visit her family, her parents living around an hour outside of NY. You would think that she would leave to go see someone like James, but I guess you could say she was just sort of trying to avoid the Freeman family all together for now, despite how she was technically apart of it. She wanted to be around her real family though, she hadn't seen either of her parents in a really long time, and they hadn't talked much since she got married to Matthew. Vegas was aware that the last talk they had wasn't a nice one since she was basically telling them that she was fine with leaving the family because all she needed now was Matthew, and the only person nowadays that she was absolutely fine with having issues with was Scarlett, so she did feel guilty a lot for doing that to her parents and wanted to make things a bit smoother between the three of them. Vegas just figured that now would be a good time since she was having problems with marriage and didn't know how to get through to Matthew, and her parents had been married for a while now without ever talking about divorce, so she guessed that she would just kill two birds with one stone by getting some advice and making things right with them at the same time.
When Vegas arrived to the house though, her parents weren't there. Instead, she got her older cousin, Victoria. Tori was almost convinced that she wasn't Vegas' cousin but was her big sister, but not the big sister that was sweet and looked out for her younger siblings. No, Tori was more like the big sister that got you into trouble on purpose, didn't give much of a care for you, made you feel smaller than her and put you down constantly, and just thought that she was better than you in general. Vegas had never liked Victoria much and had tried to be nice to her on many occasions, even when Tori would be pretty bitchy to her just because she could. Vegas tried telling her twenty-one year old cousin that she would just come back again at a different time when her parents were home, but Victoria insisted that Vegas stay for a little bit since they hadn't talked in ages and she wanted to catch up on stuff. Vegas didn't really believe that, but being the nice person that she was, she just agreed to it anyways and went inside the house. Right when they both sat down on the couch though, Tori didn't hesitate to start bombarding her with questions. "So, I heard you got married to some guy your parents hate. Let me see the ring." Vegas didn't really have much time though to answer back since Victoria just reached over and grabbed her hand, pulling it closer to her face as her dark green eyes stared at the wedding and engagement ring on Vegas' finger. Some people just wore the wedding ring, some people wore both the wedding and engagement ring, and Vegas was one of those girls that did that. "Wow, not bad. So, where's your hubby at?" Normally, Vegas probably wouldn't even have to answer that question since chances were she'd already be with Matthew, but instead she just had to shrug and say flatly "I don't know."
Not much to Vegas' surprise, that simple sentence she said to Victoria got her cousin ten times more interested in talking about Vegas' marriage life, or lack there of at the moment. They talked for a few more minutes, Tori asking things like "Why don't you know? Aren't husbands and wives supposed to know, like, everything about each other? Are you guys fighting right now? Is it you that's making things difficult or him? Do you think maybe he's cheating on you? Why would you stay with someone like that? Are you thinking about getting a divorce? You really should, just drain him of everything he's worth, that'll show him. It's what I would do, anyways. Do you still love him?" Just listening to Victoria going on and on with her nosy questions was giving Vegas a headache, trying to keep up with it all but not really planning on answering them all since it was her business and not Tori's. Victoria was a girl though that wouldn't just accept that you ignored her question, she would continue to ask until you came to reason and answered it. Vegas eventually just answered back but instead of to all her questions it was more like just one, it going something like "Yeah, we're not really doing all that great right now, but it's more of something that I wanted to talk about with my parents." Victoria's eyes lit up as she said to Vegas "Oh, I got it! You should fake a pregnancy. Everybody says those save marriages really well and always work." Vegas already knew that Tori said some pretty ridiculous things and was the last person you should go to for advice, so she wasn't really surprised that she would say something like that to her. "Eh, I'm just gonna go now. I'll see you later, Tori." she said with an eye roll, telling herself that if Victoria did try to say anything else to her as she left the house and attempted to head back to NY, to just ignore it and keep going.
This wasn't a fake pregnancy, though. Vegas didn't know at the time that while Victoria was telling her she should fake a pregnancy to save their marriage, that she really was pregnant and would be finding out a few days later. It was almost like completely horrible luck, Vegas thinking that the last time her and Matthew would ever have sex with each other also being the time that she would get pregnant. With them fighting and Vegas practically just giving up on the marriage and making a gesture that she wanted to leave him, how could a baby possibly fit into the middle of that? Two parents that weren't together really wouldn't make very good parents to begin with, especially when they couldn't just shut up and stop fighting. All she really saw at the time in that poor baby's future was just drunken nights and sounds of angry yells being thrown back and forth in the room, probably being neglected as well and not really taken care of as well as it should. Something that Vegas would never settle for though is and always will be abortion. She thought it was pure evil and just down right wrong to kill an innocent child that didn't even ask to be brought into this world, and who knows, that baby someone kills could have been the person to cure cancer, or solve world hunger and peace. Vegas wouldn't be able to live with herself and was convinced that she would be cursed for eternal damnation if she allowed a doctor to kill the baby just so she wouldn't have to take care of it with her ex-husband, so abortion definitely wasn't an option right now. Maybe adoption at the most, but never abortion.
Who knows though, maybe she wouldn't have to worry about any of that now that Matthew was suddenly being much nicer and gentle towards her. Vegas didn't want to divorce him because when she had married him, she told herself that she did want to be with him forever and she really did, but it wasn't like she could just stay in that relationship if he continued to act that way towards her. She needed a husband, not a waste of rude space. Vegas had already tried hard enough to make things better with them but it kept getting shoved back in her face, so it was sort of all just on Matthew now because Vegas was ready to go ahead and leave if she had to. He had said that them getting married at a young age was a mistake but said that he didn't really mean it, and it was the same with Vegas because she had said that she made a mistake agreeing to be his wife and she didn't really mean it either. She meant it though when she said that she loved him and didn't want to leave him that easily. It was why she had stayed for as long as she had during it all, still hoping that he would come around eventually and they could go back to being how they were. Vegas watched him put the ring back onto her finger, flinching slightly though and almost pulling away when he had let his hand move the tears away from her cheeks but didn't. She was pretty stiff at the moment with him, especially once he had put his arm around her and pulled her into him with his head on top of her's, just keeping her arms firmly by her sides and not really doing much to show affection back to him. It felt like it had been forever since they really touched each other and were sweet like this with their touches, so Vegas wasn't really believing that it was happening at the moment or he was just fooling her by making her think that he was serious and wanted to become that guy she loved again. She eventually did soften up a bit though, sitting there against him for a moment before beginning to remember that feeling of being close to him, her body loosening up more where it wasn't as tense and awkward with his. Vegas eventually removed her arms from her sides and carefully moved them past Matthew's torso to where she laid her hands lightly on his back, resting her head against his chest while breathing quietly. She was still being a little stand off-ish with him, but it wasn't just because she was trying to get some feelings back for him, it was more of because she had seen the injuries beneath his shirt and didn't want to put him in any more pain by holding on too hard.
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