Planet Tierre

Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7

Aimee:

I felt Luna hold my hand tighter and lay her head on my shoulder while we were watching tv. Of course, we were not really watching. Just feeling each other. I smiled to myself. Now we are finally together.

I couldn't be any happier.

"You two are so lovey-dovey. It's irritating," Emma suddenly said from behind the couch.

I laughed. "I love your daughter, Emma." Then I lovingly kissed Luna's head.

"You're just jealous because you don't have anyone to cuddle with," Luna said while I giggled.

"Oh? Who said that? I have two wonderful daughters to cuddle with," Then, mom wriggled herself into the space between Luna and I, forcing us apart.

"Mom!" I protested.

Both mother and daughter laughed while I just pouted, instantly missing Luna and I’s body contact.

"Shush, adoptive daughter. I'm trying to watch the show."

I looked at Luna pointedly. Is she going to let her mother break us apart like that? She just shrugged. Well, I guess I got my answer. I have an awesome girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

I smiled at the thought. Luna belongs to me now.

In your face Shannon!

I was smiling pretty smugly at that point. And my beautiful girlfriend saw me.

"What are you smiling about?" She asked.

"She's just happy because she can finally sleep with you without being under any false pretenses," Mom chimed in.

"Emily!" I called her by her full name. My face heated up. "Please be a grown up for once!"

She scoffed. "I am a grown up."

"Then...-" I started.

"-act like one!" Luna continued, blushing adorably.

Mom just laughed and pulled us to her. Then she kissed both of our heads. "Guys, I adore you two. But please don't finish each others’ sentences. It's creepy."

"You act like you had never been in love. Yet, you are married. Outgrown it already?" I asked.

Mom just stared at the TV blankly. Then she turned towards us to give us a sad smile that puzzled both Luna and I.

"I had been in love. Madly so. I had made bad decisions that I regretted. But now, I am married to the most wonderful man on this planet who gave me the most beautiful daughter." Then she looked at Luna tenderly. "I couldn't ask for more."

I smiled at the both of them but can't help but feel like something's amiss. Or maybe I'm just paranoid.

***

"Oh! And mom, I saw a Dodo!" Luna said excitedly, almost bouncing up and down the kitchen chair. I chuckled and ate a meatball whole.

"Oh really?" Emma smiled while Luna nodded. After a while, she spoke again. "What exactly is a Dodo?"

I laughed.

"Mom, Dodos were the animals that went extinct. They kind of look like miniature Ostriches crossed with ducks," Luna patiently explained.

"Oh." Emma smirked. "I thought you were referring to the s*x toy."

At that, I couldn't stop laughing.

"Mom! You know full well what I was talking about." Luna pouted. "And why would I refer to a dildo?"

I continued to laugh. Well, it was funny. Dodo... dildo?

But then, I felt someone smack me at the back of my head. I turned to see Luna glaring at me. "You're incorrigible," she said.

I was about to come up with a witty answer when Eve strolled into the room.

"Mistress, your mother is trying to contact you."

My smile fell. "Which one?"

Please say Gia... Please say Gia..

"Nadia."

My whole system froze. Luna noticed it and held my hand for comfort. Emma was also looking at me worriedly. I knew it was only a matter of time before she called me again.

I gave both of them a small smile before excusing myself. I went up to Luna and I's room with Eve towing behind me. After closing the door softly, I turned to Eve.

"Please accept the connection and enable video feed."

"As you wish."

A few seconds passed while I was drumming my fingers on the study desk nervously. Then, mother's hologram popped out.

My mother looked like she lost a few pounds but she still looked the same.

Like me.

She had the same electric green eyes and golden-yellow hair. She stood at about 5'9 and is a very imposing, yet attractive woman. She possessed an aura of superiority that makes you want to cower and hide in a corner somewhere. The funny thing was even though were a billion light years away, she still manages to intimidate me.

"Aimèe," she acknowledged me formally in her thick, Tierran accent so I know I had to do the same.

"Lhoav Fornìa," I stood up and bowed while gritting my teeth.

I'm her freaking daughter yet she treats me like someone else.

Then I sat down and waited for her to speak.

*A/N: The following conversation had been said in Tierran dialect and was translated for your understanding.*

"I had called to inform you that the frosèz were none too pleased with your absence. They are sending Fructuosè to retrieve you."

My mouth went wide and I stood up from my seat. I knew the old croons would be mad, but not this mad. I paced on the room while mother looked on.

And out of all Tierrans, they send Fructuosè?

I looked at mother incredulously. "How can you let this happen mother?" When she just stared at me blankly, I got my reply. My face went red in anger. "You want this! You want me to go home!"

She sighed. "I told you going to Earth is a bad idea. Yet you disobeyed me."

I buried my face in my hands in utter frustration. "Mother, stop for a second and take a good look at me. I'm finally in love!"

I looked up and saw a glimmer of unidentified emotion cross her face, but it disappeared quickly.

"Does she feel the same way?"

My brows furrowed.

"Well?" Mother prodded on.

"I love her mother. And she loves me too," I said with conviction.

Mother looked at me for a moment. A look of sympathy on her face.

"Daughter. Then tell me where your brè is."

I took in a lungful of air. "I had it, mother. It was golden in color. But I threw it way."

Now it was mother's turn to pace around the room angrily. "Why did you do it, Aimèe? How can you be so ignorant?" Then she glared at me. "The whole purpose of your existence, and you threw it away! How moronic."

I tried to suppress my anger.

"The reason I did that, mother, is because I don't want her to be with me because of a stupid earring. Or with a stupid culture!"

I instantly regretted what I said when mother's eyes turned into a lighter shade of green.

"How dare you call our culture stupid! You will not disrespect Tierre again or you will be exiled! Do you understand me?"

I bowed. "I'm sorry mother."

After a while, she spoke again.

"Leave the human this instant and return to Tierre. Then, you will marry Fructuosè."

My heart stopped. The thing I feared the most. Is it happening?

"How can you do this, mother? How can you take away my only happiness?" I clenched my fists into balls.

"I am asking you this as your mother."

A tear escaped from my eyes. "I would never ever leave Earth alone even if you command me as my Queen!" I looked at Eve. "Cancel connection."

"Sure, Mistress."

"Don't you da-" my mother's annoying voice was cut off. I fell to the bed and screamed on the pillow.

Who does she think she is?

After a few minutes, Eve rang again.

"Mistress Aimee, your other mother is trying to contact you."

"Gia?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Then please accept the connection and then enable video feed," I said while wiping my remaining tears.

Then, mommy's hologram appeared.

*A/N: Do I really need to say the same s**t again? Translated.*

"Bijù! My baby, I called as soon as I knew. Are you alright? You look like you just cried. I swear I will smite your mother for making you cry," I smiled at mom's reaction.

"Mommy, I'm alright."

She looked at me for a second and sighed. "What did she say to you?"

"Mommy, she wants me to go home," Mom's hologram moved and sat on the bed beside me.

"Well, what's wrong with that? I'd like to meet your wife. And then you can have the perfect Tierran wedding," she said.

I inhaled sharply. "Alone, mom. She wants me to leave Luna," My eyes welled up as I looked at her. "Mommy, I can't leave Luna. I love her so much."

If only mom could embrace me, she would have. She could only look at me sadly."Bijù, baby. Is she worth it?"

"Worth what, mom?" I inquired.

"Worth all your pain and heartache now. And all that there is to come."

Luna.

Is she worth it? Is my love for her enough? Why do I even love her?

Well, I love all things about her. Simple, seemingly nonsense habits that quickly got to my heart. I love the way she smells. I love the way she rolls the sleeve of her shirt up when she's wearing it.

I love the way her face turns red when I tease her.

I love the way she eats.

I love the way the tips of her midnight-colored hair would curl when dry.

Every little thing about her, I love. So much.

So, is she worth it?

"Yes, mother. She is worth all that and more."

My mom smiled tenderly. "Then I will talk to your mother about it. But I do not promise anything, Bijù. You know how your mother is. I can only give you more time. Is that alright?"

I smiled brightly and nodded.

"Yes mom. Thank you so much," Then I smiled.

"By the way," she added, "I still want to meet your wife."

"She's still a little busy, mommy. Her mother is here," Then, I remembered something. "Mommy, you are my mother's only friend, right?"

She nodded. "Your mother was never the one to keep many friends."

"Well, a woman named Emily claims to know my mother. I figured mother might have mentioned her to you before," I said.

Mom's face was filled with shock. And then, utter sadness.

"Emily? Emily Hanson?"

I didn't know how to respond to that. I didn't know Emily's maiden name. But then, I remembered glancing at the necklace at her neck.

Emily H. Simons

"Yes, I think she's the one. Do you know her mom?" I asked. But then, I saw her face.

"Yes, I know her," she said, sadly. "She was your mother's best friend."

That fact puzzled me.

"I thought you were mother's only friend."

She shook her head lightly. "I meant your other mother. Your real mother." Then, she exhaled quite loudly.

"Her name is... was Amy."

***

Nadia and Amy’s Story

A girl sat alone on a vast field. She looked out forlornly and sighed.

Can this day be any more boring?

Suddenly, the ground shook; as if something down below was forcing itself out. When she felt a gush of air above, she looked up. Blinding light met her sight. Next thing she knew, she was on the ground; unconscious.

Unknown amount of time passed. She awoke to feel someone softly caressing her hair. A refreshing flowery scent filled her nostrils. After a while, she opened her eyes slightly. Dark emerald eyes met her own baby blue.

What struck her the most was the extreme beauty the owner of those eyes carried. It was overwhelming. With soft blonde curls framing her face, she looked like a cherub.

An angel.

"Hello, I'm Nadia and I want you to be my wife." The angel said while smiling, showing her dazzling set of pearly whites.

Nice teeth.

Nice- wait, what? Wife?

She looked at the angel... Nadia. "Are you high?" she asked.

Nadia's brows furrowed in confusion. "High? How can I be high when I am on the ground?"

Now it was her turn to furrow her eyebrows. Is this girl a foreigner? Well, she does have this slight accent. But she looks... well, great.

She sat up. "I was asking if you are using drugs."

"What is 'drugs'?"

Now this is just stupid. "I don't know you. Go play with someone else." Then, she stood up and began to walk. On her fifth step, a hand stopped her.

"Where are you going? You haven't agreed to it yet." The crazy angel said.

"Agreed to what?" The girl asked, a bit irritated.

"You being my wife." The angel replied, cheeky grin on her face.

The girl chuckled. "Oh yeah, sure. Then we can have our wedding on a beach on sunset and live happily ever after," she said sarcastically.

Suddenly, her left earlobe felt a little warm. She reached up to massage it and was surprised to find an earring. "Great! Now that you agreed, let's go to your place of rest and bind ourselves together." The angel said.

The girl, utterly confused and weirded out, could only stare at the angel. Then, the angel started to walk towards her, stopping when they were just about an inch apart.

"You're the most beautiful human that I have met so far. And when I saw you, I felt the connection. I knew you were the one." Then, without any hesitation, the angel pulled the girl closer and kissed her.

***********************************

"Nadia, meet my best friend Emily. Emily, meet Nadia. She's my uh... friend visiting for a while," Amy said.

Nadia shook Emily's hand briefly. "Nice to meet you Emily."

"Likewise. And please call me Emma. Everyone calls me Emma," Emily said while blushing. Nadia is simply the most beautiful being she had ever seen.

Then, Amy tried to get her attention. "Emma, can we hang out at your place?"

She instantly agreed.

After a while, they arrived at Emma's apartment and watched movies the whole afternoon. But Emma was watching Nadia the whole time. She felt a slight tug at her heartstrings and a dampening between her thighs. She can't explain it. It's this... pull. She's deeply attracted to Nadia.

"Here Amy, say 'ahhhhhh'," Nadia tried feeding her, but Amy turned her face away.

"Nadia, I'm not a baby. I can feed myself," Amy said, annoyed.

"But I want to feed you!" Nadia protested. But Amy continued to watch the movie.

Frustrated, Nadia ate the pizza herself. "Hmmmm! Thish is sho goowd." Then she thrust the pizza in front of Emma's face. "Here, try this."

When Emma opened her mouth to decline, Nadia immediately shoved it inside and giggled. "Good?"

Emma could only nod while blushing. She giggled when Nadia wiggled her eyebrows.

"Will you two stop flirting with each other and just watch the movie?" Amy broke their little giggle fest.

"Awwwwww... Is my baby jealous?" Nadia kissed Amy's cheek.

Now, even though she tried hard not to, Emma started to feel jealous.

"In your dreams." Amy replied.

"Oh come on darling, why don't you admit it already? You're madly in love with me." Nadia said while nuzzling Amy's neck.

Emma could only look on.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Many weeks passed. Along with those weeks that passed are a thousand arguments, fights, and making up between Amy and Nadia. Until Amy just realized one thing.

"Emma, I think I'm starting to love her." Amy confessed.

Emma tried her best to look happy for her friend. "Really? Then be together already. Your parents adore her. All your friends love her."

Especially me.

Amy sighed. "Ems, there's one more thing I want to tell you."

Emma tilted her head. "What is it?"

Then, Amy told Emma what is Nadia exactly and what her purpose on this planet is.

"Wait, are you trying to tell me that she's planning on bringing you to her planet to have her baby?"

Amy blushed. "For me to become her wife. And yes, for us to have a child."

Emma just shook her head in disbelief. "You're kidding, right?"

"I wish I am."

Emma just stared blankly at her. "So, why you?" She finally asked.

Amy shrugged. "She said she felt a connection between us. She said that it only happens once to her kind. It's like their version of 'soulmate'."

Emma weakly nodded. Then she smiled. "I'm happy for you and Nadia."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Moaning sounds filled the room. Two voices can be heard. One was silently cursing and groaning while the other was emitting high pitched squeals. The sound of the bed creaking can also be heard. Two bodies under the cover, entangled to each other are expressing their love.

Suddenly, without warning, a scream came out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Jesus Christ!"

The area under the cover glowed lightly then faded, once again making the room dark. After a while, a sweaty head popped out from the covers, gasping for air. Then, another one joined in.

They were unable to speak for a few minutes. Still trying to catch her breath, until the golden-haired one spoke.

"How was that for your first time, princess?"

"It was... amazing," she panted out. "Now I know why s*x seemed so overrated."

Then, they burst into giggles.

"Nadia, you were amazing."

Nadia smiled fondly at her. "You too Amy." Then she snuggled closer to her. "I love you."

After a while, Amy responded.

"I love you too."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Princess, I want to name our daughter after you." Nadia suddenly spoke. They were cuddling in bed after a little passionate lovemaking in the afternoon.

Amy grinned, fingering the earring on her left lobe. "Why is that?"

"Because I love you and I want to." Nadia lovingly kissed Amy's cheek.

"But that would be weird. How about we name her after your mother Jaimee?"

Nadia thought for a while. "Well, let's just change the spelling then. Amy and Jaimee equals Aimee!" She grinned and raised her fists. "I'm a genius!"

Amy laughed softly and kissed Nadia's neck. "Well, miss genius," she spoke in a low tone, "Let's make Aimee. Again."

Nadia chuckled and got on top of Amy. "Uhm, dear? She's already made. We just have to bury our earrings." Then, Nadia pinned both of Amy's arms above her. "But who says we should stop, right?" She asked in a seductive voice.

After a while, only whispers of affection and moans can be heard echoing around the room. With the familiar squeaking of the bed, of course.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Dear, are you alright?"

Amy managed to smile weakly and give Nadia a nod. "It's just one of my migraines. It will go away in a couple of minutes."

Nadia joined Amy on the bed and hugged her. "Get well soon. I hate it when you have migraines."

Amy faced Nadia and cupped her face. "Why?"

"Because you're hurting. You know it hurts me too." Then Nadia pouted.

Amy couldn't resist it. She kissed Nadia softly on the lips. When they broke for air, she spoke. "You are such a baby." She kissed Nadia again. "I hope our daughter will be like you: sweet, kind, and drop-dead gorgeous."

"Well, I hope our daughter will be like you: perfect."

Amy blushed. "I love you baby. I always will."

Nadia smiled and brought Amy's hands to her lips. "I love you more."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"What do you mean brain tumor?!"

The doctor tried to look calm and composed as he eyed the two girls before him. One was furious while the other one was just in shock.

He can't help but feel pity for the young girl. She had come in for just a check-up on her series of migraines. But her results came back stating that she had a large, inoperable tumor in her brain and possibly, only had weeks to live.

He sighed. "I'm sorry Miss Parker, but my finding states that you have a large, inoperable tumor in your brain. Specifically in your cerebral cortex which may have caused your migraines and degrading motor and sensory functions."

Amy just gripped the chair and shut her eyes closed. Nadia on the other hand, was livid.

"She came here because her head hurt! What kind of doctor are you? Telling us that she..-"

"How long?" Amy interrupted.

The doctor looked at her and answered quietly. "Three weeks, more or less. It... It has progressed quite fast and-"

"Three weeks? Why you-" Nadia was about to stand up when Amy yelled.

"Nadia stop it!"

Both the doctor and Nadia looked surprised.

Amy stood up and gently shook the doctor's hand. "Thank you Dr. Robin. We should be going now." Then she glared at Nadia who was still glaring at Dr. Robins. "Let's go Nadia."

Nadia reluctantly stood up and followed after Amy. But she didn't shake the doctor's hand. She was still too upset to do that.

They were about to leave when the doctor stopped them.

"Wait. Before you go, I advice you to have a second opinion. I may be totally wrong." I hope I'm wrong. I really do hope I am.

Amy just smiled weakly and nodded. "Thank you doctor, but I don't think it's necessary."

Then, both girls left the office.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Emily stared at her best friend in shock. What... Why... How?

But at the look on Amy's face told it all. Her best friend is dying. And she was powerless to stop it. She ignored all those questions inside her and pulled Amy into a tight hug. They both cried and cried their hearts out until there were no more tears.

"Amy.. I-... You're too young to die. Why you? Why?" Amy dried Emily's tears and tried her best to smile.

"Everything happens for a reason Ems."

Emily sniffed and pulled her for another hug. After a while, she whispered.

"What about Nadia?" She asked.

At the mention of Nadia, fresh tears started to pour out of Amy's eyes. "She's been so brave Ems. But I know that she's hurting too. Every night after she found out about my disease, she would slip out of bed and cry in the bathroom when she thinks that I'm asleep. I hate myself because I know I'm hurting her so much." Amy sobbed.

"We're all hurting, Amy. But why does it have to be you?! Just when you found love and happiness. Just when you and Nadia found each other! It's selfish. Why can't it be some criminal or some corrupt politician or-"

"Ems," Amy interrupted. "Please accept it already. The sooner you accept it, the less it will hurt."

"But why you?" Emily buried her head on Amy's shoulders. "Why?"

"I know Ems, I know..." Amy replied, stroking Emily's back.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

A sudden movement woke Nadia from her sleep. She immediately inspects Amy for any signs of... it. She was relieved when Amy's chest continued to rise and fall.

It had been five weeks since the doctor told them the news. Nadia got her hopes up that maybe, just maybe, the doctor had been wrong. But Amy's condition just worsened.

Nadia removed a stray hair from Amy's face. Her beautiful face. A face she will always love.

Tears started to well up in her eyes and she was powerless to stop it. Thinking that she will never see this beautiful face again brought such pain in her heart. It was foreign. It was excruciating.

It can't be described as physical pain. It's much worse. Much much worse.

Suddenly, she felt hands on her face, wiping her tears. But she couldn't stop crying. In fact, she cried harder.

"Shhhhhh... Everything's going to be alright, Love. Stop crying."

Her shoulders shook and her whole frame trembled. She couldn't... She just couldn't live without Amy. She'd die.

"Nadia, look at me."

With hesitation, Nadia did look at Amy.

Amy smiled sadly and kissed Nadia's lips. "It's okay to cry, love. But please, don't be sad."

"How can you say that? I'm going to lose you! I can't live without you Amy. I just can't."

Amy pulled Nadia into her arms. She winced at the slight pain. "Nadia, listen to me. I want you to promise me that you will continue to live. For me."

Nadia shook her head no. Amy sighed and removed her earring. Then she handed it to Nadia.

"Then do it for Aimee. After I die I want you to return to Tierre, marry someone, and have Aimee."

Nadia stopped crying and looked at Amy incredulously. "I can't marry somebody else!"

"Do you love me?" Amy asked. When Nadia didn't reply, she repeated the question with much more conviction.

"Do you love me?"

This time, Nadia nodded.

"Then do it for me. If you really love me, do it."

Nadia buried her face in Amy's neck and sobbed. "I love you so much princess. Please don't leave me. Please... don't. Just... don't." She begged.

"You know if I could only control fate, I wouldn't leave you." Then, her voice cracked. "But I can't."

That night, they both cried themselves to sleep.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Princess, wake up. I made breakfast for you."

When she didn't hear a reply, she put the tray on the bedside table and went closer to bed.

"Princess?"

Suddenly, an eye peeked open and a small smile escaped from Amy's lips. "For me?" She sleepily asked.

"Yep." Nadia assisted Amy in sitting up. "Just for you."

Amy smiled when she saw bacon, scrambled eggs, toast, and coffee on the tray. She eyed the bacon hungrily.

"Wow." Was all that she could say. Nadia never cooked. She was the one who always cooked.

"Well, I'm not eating alone."

"Of course you're not." Nadia grinned. Then, she whistled. Just like that, Emily burst into the room squealing and hugging her bestfriend eagerly.

Of course, the day was spent with them talking and having fun.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Five days. They had five more days before it happened. Five glorious days.

Nadia at that time was reading at the bedside. Amy was having her afternoon nap. It was quiet. Too quiet.

Nadia turned to check Amy. She was sleeping. But her breathing was shallow.

Nadia started to get worried.

Should she call Amy's parents downstairs?

She figured it was a good idea. She was about to get up when a hand stopped her.

"Where are you going?"

"Nowhere, princess." Nadia smiled. "How are you feeling?"

"Terminal. My head... It's hurting pretty bad." Amy replied.

Nadia frowned. "Don't be like that."

"I can't help it. You and I both know that I 'm dying." She stated.

"Amy, I love you. I love you more than I love myself. Please, don't be like this."

When Amy didn't reply, she went closer and held her hand. "Princess?"

Amy turned to her and smiled weakly. "Remember your promise. Be strong." Then she inhaled sharply. "I love you."

Nadia just stood there and waited for Amy's chest to rise again.

It didn't.

Suddenly, her knees became weak and felt like jelly. She had to grip the table for support.

Is this really happening?

Her emotions became surprisingly blank. Like she forgot how to feel anything. Then, she saw Amy's body on the bed. Lifeless, unmoving.

Then it struck her.

The love of her life was gone.

She leaned closer to Amy's body and kissed her still warm lips. She felt something warm and wet on Amy's face. It was her tears.

She buried her face in Amy's neck and stayed there for a while. Quietly sobbing, she uttered three words:

Amy, I promise.

****