Humans Shall Never Harm You
Chapter Four: Awakened.
Gerard sits with his pregnant mother as he rubs his baby bump, being bed ridden and unable to get up.
"My Gerard, you have grown to such a beautiful Fertile. I do hope you find a mate soon. It would be such a waste." He smiles and brushes the 16 year old's hair out of his face. "We should cut your hair again, it's getting just a tad to long"
"Yes Mama I agree. How's your back to you need a heated cloth?" Gerard asks. His face bare and the cotton white skin smooth and unblemished. His cheek bones showing.
"No my dear go rest I'll still be here when you wake." The older fertile smiles softly and kindly as the younger fertile gets up and goes to bed for the night. Waking when he was shook awake. Mikey stands above him.
"Mother is in labor and wants you to be in there with him" He sighs, wanting nothing more then to go and help but it being forbidden for any dom's to be in the room with a laboring fertile.
Gerard gets up dressing quickly and going to his mothers side. "I'm here mother. The midwife will be here soon. Just hang in there" Gerard coo's wiping the sweat off his mothers brow like he had done 13 years ago at three. Gerard watches his mother pale and whine in discomfort.
"I don't think I will survive Gerard. I just hope this child does." The mother panted and throws his head back.
"You're going to be fine mother just hold on" Gerard speaks softly feeling his mother slowly nod.
The midwife comes in and helps to birth a small fertile. Too small to survive even today. Gerard goes to hand him to his mother to find that he's dead. A scream comes from Gerard as he hold the child to his chest and looks at his mother and the blood soaked sheets. The midwife holds a look of shock. The door bursting open and a shaking Gerard looks to see his Father walking over to cradle the dead body of his mate.
"My beautiful Reilly. My love come back to me. I need you here." The older dom cries. Gerard walking out to care for the new born. Mikey looks and smiles. "A Fertile. Mother no longer lives, this is a dark time. That means it falls on you to name him."
"I don't want Mama to leave this world though. I still need him. I'm suppose to find my mate and give birth to a dom before this happens." Gerard sighs and walks out his gown wrinkled and the fluids of a new born on it."What should we name you? I think after our mama and Grand-mama. Rowan Reilly Way."
Gerard takes care of Rowan for three days before he dies, though dead Gerard still takes care of the corpse until Mikey steps in and stops him.
"Gerard please he's dead" Mikey pleads. Gerard sighs going and burying the body coming back and sitting in the chair he always sits in.
"Gerard get me my dinner" The eldest dom calls out from the study as Gerard gets up and cooks a simple meal feeling empty and unneeded. When Gerard delivers the dinner the plate is thrown to the ground. "I want dinner! Not some soup and bread. You're mother was wrong you're useless"
That word. Useless. Gerard walks out of the house. Mikey yelling and screaming to come back Gerard emotionless and uncaring. Walking in the rain.
Three months later Gerard will be found near dead after a miscarriage.
Gerard wakes in his bed at the school. Mikey sitting slumped over in sleep a book to his chest. The gold leaf lettering shining. Glinting in the candle light. His face lax and still only the steady inhale and exhale a sign he was alive. Gerard watched for a brief moment and say up the covers rustling and crackling. A tense movement from the corner as Mikey jumped awake.
"Mikey I love you dearly. But please vacate so I may dress" Gerard smiles kindly looking at the sun that glowed out in the sky just hitting the horizon. He had a few hours but he would need it.
"You're not working today. The board of Fertile Heath and Conduct won't allow it and not will I. Father sent telegrams all of them I burned. None of his business." Mikey explained firmly and Gerard rolled his eyes getting up and calling the dressing maid from the hall to come in.
"The board can stop trying to control me. I'm not a house fertile I am a working fertile." Gerard explained rushing his brother out. "Go write your papers or do any work you need to"
Gerard went over to the gowns he brought with him and smiled at a bright cobalt blue that he had done for when Mikey graduated. But it was to pretty not to wear. He takes the shell down and gets his petticoats that he will wear for the day. The dressing maid fertile comes in and smiles to him helping him with the corset. Gerard finishes dressing and sits looking at his hair and now blue eyes that have flakes of gold. Gerard smiles remembering a tale that was said to be tall and stretched but might be what he needed.
Gerard sat with his eyes closed picturing his face with black hair and his hazel eyes. He opens his eyes and smiles seeing it returned to how he wished it was.
He gets up and walks over to the school. A smile on his face. He walks into his room and Frank's jaw almost drops.
The look of confidence with a natural face was enough to make my wish his pant's were tighter and his waistcoat just slightly longer.
As his class starts Gerard teaches, his neat loopy handwriting on the board.
"Today we start one thing I adore and do as a relaxer. Sewing and Embroidery. Clothing is expense and if you don't like what there is you need to learn how to to it by hand. This gown I am wearing I hand made. We start with the basic stitches." Gerard speaks his voice steady and Frank listens though the wall thinking how this creature will be his one day.
"My Gerard, you have grown to such a beautiful Fertile. I do hope you find a mate soon. It would be such a waste." He smiles and brushes the 16 year old's hair out of his face. "We should cut your hair again, it's getting just a tad to long"
"Yes Mama I agree. How's your back to you need a heated cloth?" Gerard asks. His face bare and the cotton white skin smooth and unblemished. His cheek bones showing.
"No my dear go rest I'll still be here when you wake." The older fertile smiles softly and kindly as the younger fertile gets up and goes to bed for the night. Waking when he was shook awake. Mikey stands above him.
"Mother is in labor and wants you to be in there with him" He sighs, wanting nothing more then to go and help but it being forbidden for any dom's to be in the room with a laboring fertile.
Gerard gets up dressing quickly and going to his mothers side. "I'm here mother. The midwife will be here soon. Just hang in there" Gerard coo's wiping the sweat off his mothers brow like he had done 13 years ago at three. Gerard watches his mother pale and whine in discomfort.
"I don't think I will survive Gerard. I just hope this child does." The mother panted and throws his head back.
"You're going to be fine mother just hold on" Gerard speaks softly feeling his mother slowly nod.
The midwife comes in and helps to birth a small fertile. Too small to survive even today. Gerard goes to hand him to his mother to find that he's dead. A scream comes from Gerard as he hold the child to his chest and looks at his mother and the blood soaked sheets. The midwife holds a look of shock. The door bursting open and a shaking Gerard looks to see his Father walking over to cradle the dead body of his mate.
"My beautiful Reilly. My love come back to me. I need you here." The older dom cries. Gerard walking out to care for the new born. Mikey looks and smiles. "A Fertile. Mother no longer lives, this is a dark time. That means it falls on you to name him."
"I don't want Mama to leave this world though. I still need him. I'm suppose to find my mate and give birth to a dom before this happens." Gerard sighs and walks out his gown wrinkled and the fluids of a new born on it."What should we name you? I think after our mama and Grand-mama. Rowan Reilly Way."
Gerard takes care of Rowan for three days before he dies, though dead Gerard still takes care of the corpse until Mikey steps in and stops him.
"Gerard please he's dead" Mikey pleads. Gerard sighs going and burying the body coming back and sitting in the chair he always sits in.
"Gerard get me my dinner" The eldest dom calls out from the study as Gerard gets up and cooks a simple meal feeling empty and unneeded. When Gerard delivers the dinner the plate is thrown to the ground. "I want dinner! Not some soup and bread. You're mother was wrong you're useless"
That word. Useless. Gerard walks out of the house. Mikey yelling and screaming to come back Gerard emotionless and uncaring. Walking in the rain.
Three months later Gerard will be found near dead after a miscarriage.
Gerard wakes in his bed at the school. Mikey sitting slumped over in sleep a book to his chest. The gold leaf lettering shining. Glinting in the candle light. His face lax and still only the steady inhale and exhale a sign he was alive. Gerard watched for a brief moment and say up the covers rustling and crackling. A tense movement from the corner as Mikey jumped awake.
"Mikey I love you dearly. But please vacate so I may dress" Gerard smiles kindly looking at the sun that glowed out in the sky just hitting the horizon. He had a few hours but he would need it.
"You're not working today. The board of Fertile Heath and Conduct won't allow it and not will I. Father sent telegrams all of them I burned. None of his business." Mikey explained firmly and Gerard rolled his eyes getting up and calling the dressing maid from the hall to come in.
"The board can stop trying to control me. I'm not a house fertile I am a working fertile." Gerard explained rushing his brother out. "Go write your papers or do any work you need to"
Gerard went over to the gowns he brought with him and smiled at a bright cobalt blue that he had done for when Mikey graduated. But it was to pretty not to wear. He takes the shell down and gets his petticoats that he will wear for the day. The dressing maid fertile comes in and smiles to him helping him with the corset. Gerard finishes dressing and sits looking at his hair and now blue eyes that have flakes of gold. Gerard smiles remembering a tale that was said to be tall and stretched but might be what he needed.
Gerard sat with his eyes closed picturing his face with black hair and his hazel eyes. He opens his eyes and smiles seeing it returned to how he wished it was.
He gets up and walks over to the school. A smile on his face. He walks into his room and Frank's jaw almost drops.
The look of confidence with a natural face was enough to make my wish his pant's were tighter and his waistcoat just slightly longer.
As his class starts Gerard teaches, his neat loopy handwriting on the board.
"Today we start one thing I adore and do as a relaxer. Sewing and Embroidery. Clothing is expense and if you don't like what there is you need to learn how to to it by hand. This gown I am wearing I hand made. We start with the basic stitches." Gerard speaks his voice steady and Frank listens though the wall thinking how this creature will be his one day.
Notes
I'm back my dears! All chapters will be up as fast as I can write
@Do or Die
I'm glad you love this, but I'm sorry to say that we have decided to not continue with it... But on a happy note, we have started a new Dom/fertile fic together. It's a period story like this one, and we are both in it from the very beginning. It's called "Our hearts don't beat like their's".. So check it out if you like x
7/26/15