Fish knew Bella was expecting results of some kind. It was just strange. Was she just using him?
Sure the kissing was bliss. He was so happy to be there with her. But he wished he'd kept the TV on just to have something else on his mind. It was tricky.
"I just don't want to hurt you," he said.
She was a little bitter now that he hadn't exactly gone through the one little thing she'd asked. She wanted intercourse.
"Well, its not easy." He did try. Sort of. It was just so wrong. It was like making love to a beach ball. Everything kept moving and popping this way and that. It just didn't seem possible. She kept telling him he wasn't trying hard enough. "I'm sorry."
She was crying.
"Well, I'm taking a shower." She told him, angrily.
Fish just sighed, hoping she'd be back to normal soon. But had he really ever known her when things were normal. What if she decided it was over once the baby got her? What if suddenly she decided it had been a mistake and she wanted Kal back?
He just didn't know. He got his briefs back on while she went to turn on the shower. The next thing he heard was her scream.
Fish opened the bathroom door, water flooded the bathroom, seeping between his toes. It wasn't the shower. It was Bella in her white robe. Water gushed between her legs. It was like an explosion of some kind. He had no idea she'd have that much water in her body.
"It won't stop!" She cringed.
He knew she was scared by the frantic look on her face.
"I think its time," Fish sighed going back to get on his jeans and T-shirt on. He wasn't even going to bother to dress her. "Lets go."
He stepped in to the wet floor bare-footed, picked her up and carried her to the car. There was no time to waste now.