#& Hélène : enastrcs

[merrycrank]

[ @enastrcs​ said: “There is something I have to tell you…” (also from Hélène!) ]

PIERRE looked up from where he lounged on the sofa, bottle in hand. He studied Hélène and frowned. “What is it?” He questioned, taking a sip from the bottle. He didn’t have a clue as to what she had to say, nor did he really care. He and his wife were never on the best of terms. 

[importantfierce]

[ @enastrcs​ said: ❝ I’m mad… at them… at me ❞ (from helene!) ]

FEDYA frowned, watching Hélène closely. He scooted closer to her, looking her over. “Why would you be mad at yourself?” He questioned, brows knitted together. “What do you think that you did wrong?” 

[youthloved]

[ @enastrcs​ said: “You’re glowing!” (from Hélène!) ]

NATASHA absolutely beamed at Hélène’s words, placing a hand against her belly. She couldn’t stop grinning, unable to believe how lucky she was that she was carrying this little miracle inside of her. “Am I?” She asked, pressing a hand to her face. “That’s a good thing, right?” She questioned, hoping that it was. 

[merrycrank]

[ @enastrcs​ said: “I lost our baby.” (from Hélène :( ) ]

PIERRE was in the nursery, putting up a baby mobile above the crib. It was a beautiful mobile, one with stars and planets and a sun right in the middle. He looked up when Hélène entered the room, a smile on his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but he fell silent when he heard the words that escaped her lips. He stared, wide-eyed at his wife. Lost our baby. He felt his heart plummet in his chest and he suddenly felt ill. He stumbled a bit in an effort to sit himself down in a large rocking chair that had been placed in the room.  He was silent for a long moment. “Did you do it on purpose?” He breathed out, not sure that he wanted an answer. 

[merrycrank]

[ @enastrcs​ said: you’re hurting me. (from helene!) ]

PIERRE hesitated, but released his hold on his wife’s arm. He was angry, but he didn’t want to hurt anyone. He breathed heavily, chest rising and falling, barely containing his anger. “Get out.” He said in a cold, cruel voice. “Don’t let me see you again or I’ll- I’ll-” He didn’t allow himself to finish the thought. He turned his back to Hélène, trying to calm himself down.