I’m scared…
I don’t know if this is a good idea anymore…
“WHAT?! What do you mean it failed?!”
Nathan strode back and forth, his hands thrown in the air out of exasperation as he yelled into the phone. His voice was full of anger and I felt my stomach clench with fear as I watched him. It was clear that he wasn't letting up any time soon.
"No! I need this for my wife! Don't f*cking tell me that my sperm cells have poor quality!"
I kind of know what's happening here...
Last week…
“A-ah, Nathan?”
He stopped in his tracks, then slowly turned around to face me. His eyebrows shot up as he stared at me, silently waiting for me to ask what was bothering me. I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to speak.
“Where are you taking me?” I said hesitantly, afraid of what his answer might be.
This morning, after the high-tension incident from the day before, he woke me up and told me we would be going somewhere. I could see in his eyes that it wasn't much of a request, he expected obedience without question. Even though I was feeling unsure about everything, I agreed to do what he wanted and put on the clothes he gave me.
“We’re going to see a Fertility Specialist.”
My heart started pounding really fast when Nathan said those words. I felt a lump in my throat as he turned around and kept walking inside his house. I was surprised to learn that this wasn't his main home – it's like a special house he uses for vacations.
I felt really worried when I thought about his idea. I never did this artificial insemination thing before. Even when I was married to my abusive ex-husband, I couldn't have a baby with him because he always used protection when we had s*x.
“Get in.” he demanded.
He opened the door of his gleaming, modern-looking sports car parked right in front of his porch for me. I couldn't help but feel a bit awe-struck as I slowly stepped into his vehicle, watching as he delicately shut the door behind me.
Nathan stepped into the car and began to drive off. The entire drive, his gaze was fixed on the road ahead. I kept stealing glances at him, admiring his side profile. Even from this angle he looked majestic. His movements were smooth as he shifted gears, confident in every action he took. He seemed almost like a king surveying his domain, sure of himself and not swayed by any outside influence or distractions from the road ahead.
"What? Why do you keep looking at me like that?" he rudely asked.
I flinched then looked away, unable to answer his question as I pretended I didn’t hear anything. Many hours passed, and at last, the car came to a stop, and we had arrived to our destination. Nathan stepped out of the car, and I thought he was going to help open the door for me, but he didn't. So, I got out of the car by myself.
We walked into the hospital building and were immediately taken aback by its sheer size. There were doctors, nurses, and patients bustling around everywhere. Nathan pushed the button for the elevator and we made our way up to the 6th floor of the building.
The noise from all of the people was overwhelming and I could feel my heart starting to race in anticipation. When we finally stepped off of the elevator, I was pleasantly surprised by how quiet it was compared to what we had just experienced downstairs.
"Mr. Stoneheart! It’s a pleasure to see you! So, where's the woman you're talking about?"
As we entered a room, someone greeted him. It was a woman who appeared to be in her mid-50s. She wasn't alone. There were also men and women inside the room who seemed to be of the same age as her. All of them were wearing white long coats.
“She’s here.”
Nathan took a step aside and then motioned for me to follow. Everyone halted, and they all turned around to stare at me. I suddenly felt so small that I looked away. However, the woman approached me and examined my face.
"Hmmm… she's beautiful, like your wife…”
Nathan paused before speaking, "My wife is the most beautiful woman."
I know it shouldn't bother me, but I couldn't help feeling something pierce through me after hearing that word from him.
The woman smiled. "No worries, Mr. Stoneheart. We're going to separate the two of you for now. We'll examine her, and you'll be escorted to the other room to meet with the Andrologist."
After that, the examination began. Nathan and I were split up and lead in opposite directions. The questions they asked me seemed to come all at once, it was difficult to process them all at once, especially when paired with the x-rays and urine tests they were performing on me.
So many things happened in such a short span of time that I could barely recall any of the details afterwards.
“Are you ready?”
Until finally, they were about to inject me Nathan’s semen. I closed my eyes then nodded my head.
"Remember, Mr. Stoneheart, the time from artificial insemination to confirmation of pregnancy can range from about ten days to a few weeks. You can come back for a check-up so we can test whether the procedure has been successful or not."
Present…
We had just returned from the hospital earlier and were waiting for the results here in his home. Judging by Nathan’s reaction, I had an idea about what the results might be...
“W-what?!”
Nathan threw his phone, and it landed on the bed. He was pulling his hair and clenching his jaw so hard that I could see the veins on his forehead popping. I gulped as I slowly opened my mouth to ask him.
“W-what did she say?”
He groaned and then slowly looked at me. His eyes were filled with rage as he uttered the following words, which froze me in place.
“There's only a fifteen percent chance that it will be successful,” he groaned and then looked away.
"And you failed. In order for this pregnancy to continue, she suggested," he closed his eyes, pausing for a long time before continuing.
"We need to have sex."