"I was just worried, tired and confused. I wasn’t even mad or cross, I promise."
They sat there for the longest time, neither saying a word. Matt carded his fingertips through her brunette locks idly and just held her close. “You can tell me as much or as little as you like, although I can probably guess the major points so I won’t press you on it. Just have faith, beautiful. We’ll get through this, all of us.” By way of emphasis he placed his hand gently on her bump and smiled. “We love you.”
"I know." she said softly. She could feel her little girl moving around, shifting ever-so-slightly. "I love both of you more than anything in this world."
So, she told him; about the names, the insults, and how sometimes it was still hard to look at herself even when most days were good days. It took a tremendous amount of courage, but she told him about the locker room too. Jenna had to stop talking at some points, too overwhelmed to speak, but eventually she got through it.
"It’s usually fine, but ever since I’ve gotten pregnant all of that’s just been coming back to me. It’s little things, like how the costume department has had to get specific clothes to make me look thinner, or how my cheeks are starting to get chubby again. I know this isn’t the same as being fat but it feels like it, and I can’t stand to look at myself anymore."
Matt listened to her confession with a sober expression and said not a word, curling his arms around his beloved and holding her close. Then a great light seemed to dawn on his expressive features. “I really don’t know what to say, darling. All I can say is I love you, I need you and I want you. All I can do is give you the best of me and try to prove to you once agai just how much you truly mean to me. But first..”
A sneaky grin stole across him as he slowly unwound himself from her embrace with a gentle kiss and went to the CD player, putting in a disc. He then turned and eased her out of bed, her natural curiosity momentarily winning over her sadness and depression. “First, you need to be taken out of yourself. Outside of incredibly intense lovemaking and acting as the good Clara, I’ve only seen one thing accomplish that.”
Matt turned with a manic grin and hit play. “Shall we dance?”