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Anonymous Wed 03 Jul 2024 00:33:10 No.67079032 Report
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Something dramatic and painful. Perhaps Trish gets one of them pregnancy mood swings and gores tf out of him.
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Anonymous Wed 03 Jul 2024 01:31:50 No.67080286 Report
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>I roughly sigh and square my gaze at my absolute buffoon of a husband.
>"One thing. I ask you to pick up ONE THING from the store and you fuck it up." I sigh and grit my teeth.
>"Look, sweetie I didn't see the carnivore tag I j-"
>"The hell else were you focused on!? Anon!" I frustratedly clench my fists.
>He steps back "Dear... please."
>"I'm fucking seven months pregnant and you're doing this!?" Something in me snaps.
>"You...you awful piece of gaRBAGE!" I find myself pressing up against him, my horns digging into him. Gah this awful man!
>I step back and take a deep breath. In and out. My eyes closed and I focus. This is hormones. I love him, he just made a mistake. Calm it down, Trish. I feel something warm trickle down my face. Huh?
>I open my eyes and see Anon, slumped down on the wall. I blink a few times and wipe my face, I draw back my hand and look at it.
>Red.
>My heart sinks. I look back to Anon. I start to see a damp spot forming on the front of his shirt and his trousers.
>Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
>"Anon? Cmon get up, I'm sorry." I reach down and pick up his hand to pull him to his feet. It's limp.
>"A...Anon?" I look into his eyes, he barely looks up at me. I notice just how pale his face is. I look down over him again. My eyes go wide in shock as I see the large puddle forming under him.
>"Anon! ANON!" I whip my head around our little living room. I quickly stand and dash to the bathroom. I grab as much gauze as I can and dash back, grabbing the phone from the kitchen on my way back. I've seen you take beatings ten times worse than this, skinnie. You'll be fine.
>I dial 911 and press the gauze down onto him, trying to staunch his bleeding.
>"Cmon, Anon you'll be okay. You'll be alright. Cmon." he's still.
>The operator finally picks up and I borderline screech my address to girl. She switches to crisis mode and works with me. I get an ambulance call, they'll be here soon. I just need to keep what I'm doing.
>I press down hard.
cont. pain
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Anonymous Wed 03 Jul 2024 01:38:50 No.67080408 Report
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>"I'm so sorry baby. I'm so sorry." I feel tears streaming down my face onto him.
>"Don't leave me. You'll be okay. C'mon, Anon." I coo to him. I gently brush his face.
>I finally hear a slam on the front door, they're here. The two meds rush in, both saurians, and they push me back, getting right on him. I watch as they work, firstly resuming my duties, then placing a hand against his neck. My heart drops even more when I see them glance at each other, one running back outside.
>The remaining med starts chest compressions. No.
>The second returns, a small device, curled wires between two pads. I know what that's for. No. No he'll be fine. I didn't... I didn't do this.
>They count down and his body jolts. He'll cough and take a deep breath in just a second. He'll forgive me. He'll be there for Sera's birth.
>Another count, another pulse.
>I suddenly find my legs give out. I'm sitting now. I've unconsciously covered my mouth with my hand. It's just a small scratch. I watched him almost break every bone is his body.
>Another pulse, the two lean back. No
>They turn their heads to me slowly. No. No NO NO NONONONO.
>A nod no. He's gone.
>I drop my arms. I can't even wail. Everything was perfect. I had what I wanted. I screwed it up.
>I feel heavy droplets landing on my legs, my eyes streaming. I feel a hand on my shoulder.
>Sera's going to grow up alone and it's my fault.
>I shut my eyes and see him. Smiling and happy. It's when I told him we're having a child. My body is rocked with shakes and sobs.

Fin, suffering.

More tomorrow, hopefully.