Invader Zim Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Moon Rising ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter Eight

Gaz bit her lip. “I was thirteen at the time,” she began. Zim, sitting across from her on the couch, listened intently. “He asked me on a date and I said okay, he promised me the cheat code for the `Stone Club' in Vampire Piggy's Nine if I did. So I went along with it, since I didn't know it and all.” She swallowed and pulled her legs up to her chest. Zim made a note on everything she did; how awkward she was, nervous, scared, and her eyes were wet. “It was great. He had dinner and a movie, it was amazing. I wasn't new to the whole dating thing. I had dated before him, but Iggins flattered me. He was slim, at that time, and his hair was wonderful. Truth be told yours is almost as amazing as his once was.” Zim tugged on the ponytail at the end.

Gaz mumbled something else and Zim had to prompt her to speak up. “I went on multiple dates with him; he was great to me; for four months. Even Membrane approved of him.” She looked up at him. “One night he took me to a drive-in movie.” She laughed. “The movie was great. Well, the part that I saw at least. It was half-way through when he did something odd. I mean, yeah we kissed, but this was different. He seemed almost desperate to get to me. He was violent.” She didn't say more for a moment, her face contorted in anger. Her voice was a whisper as she said the next thing. “He raped me.”

Zim wasn't watching her anymore. His whole body shook with rage for a moment. That pig touched her. He touched Gaz. A wave of possessiveness rushed through him. Someone touched his human!

“He did it many times. I couldn't make him stop or go away. So I did the next best thing. I got fatter. I made myself unappealing. Lucky for me the new girl captured his attention.”

Zim looked at her again, hands now clinched, voice hard. “What happened after that?”

Gaz looked up at him, her legs dropping and a hand resting on her flat belly. Zim didn't follow. Some human things were just too human for him. “I ended up pregnant.” She let out a small laugh. How could se be doing this? She was acting human. She was showing emotions. She promised herself to threaten Zim within an inch of his life if he ever thought about telling anymore, or more importantly, Dib. “I never told anyone, and you better not either. But I was only thirteen at the time. My body didn't take it. My Uterus was too small; it wouldn't grow to accommodate it.” Zim was confused at the terminology. Calling a baby `it'? He racked his brain. She was un-attached? She wouldn't call the child an `it' otherwise right?

“Gaz?” She didn't look at him. Her head was on her knees, for they once again were up to her chest. Her arms wrapped around them, she was in a fetal position.

“I fell into a depression.” He heard her mutter out, he had to strain to hear her now. “I came out of it when Dib started to ask questions. Or I covered it up at least.” She looked up at him; stains on her cheeks from the tears. “It was going to be a girl.” She smiled at that. “Marsh, I wanted to name her Marsh.” She put her head back down. “So what are you going to do? Send me away? Abandon me? Shun me? What more could anyone do to me? I have been through hell. I am still going through it. Where was God for me huh?”

Zim sighed. God, where are you now? They always got onto the topic of God. “Gaz.” She didn't look at him as his hand rested on her lowered head.

Four weeks of Zim trying to make her be normal. Four weeks of Dib freaking out at the two and how they were constantly together. Four weeks of Gaz almost feeling normal again. Four weeks of protection from Iggins. Zim spent almost every moment he could near her at school. That seemed to scare the boy off. Even Dib didn't complain about that, but he was still uneasy.

Dib wanted to know what happened between those two. Even Zita asked him about it one day.

“Are they dating?” she asked him in a whisper one day at lunch as the two walked by. Dib's eye twitched behind his glasses.

“They better not be.”

“You don't like Zim?” He looked at her as if she was crazy. “Well, you know what I mean. She looks happy and all ya know.” She ran a hand through her purple hair. Dib didn't look at her as he was stared after the two.

“I don't like not knowing.” Dib mumbled biting into an apple.

Zim and Gaz took their normal spots outside on the wall. Gaz said nothing, Zim said nothing. They just sat and ate. She rarely pulled her game out; that attracted Iggins attention. Which made Zim angry, how dare that boy cause her to not be able to enjoy things she once loved?!

She liked how Iggins kept distance. The only time she had to worry was during classes. And then next year when Zim and Dib were gone. A lump in her throat formed again. She didn't want to think about that, it was many few months away and she could think of a plan by then.

Zim looked over at her to make sure she was eating. “You're losing weight.” He said looking at her wrist. They were smaller, noticeable in her belly and leg areas. He didn't like that. It made her look less healthy, in human standards.

“This is how girls are supposed to look.” She muttered closing her new vampire novel. “Skinny is what guys like anyway.” Zim snorted.

“Since when did you care?”

“I always did…”

“No you didn't.”

She grunted and snatched the sandwich from his hand and bit into it. “Besides,” he added. “Not all guys like that.” She let out an angry laugh and finished off his sandwich.

“How is Gir doing?”

“Fine, fine.” He waved a hand in dismissal of the topic. Gir had needed some tuning up a few days ago; his legs and arms fell off. “He should be up and running by tonight. I set him up to charge.”

“Ah.” She smiled. Gir made her happy, now and then. Zim noticed the smile; she was smiling in public now. “So, how are you?” She was implying something else.

The colder weather had set in, more rain and all now. So the shiver that ran up his spine was miss-understood by them both. “Fine.”

“Seen any good movies?”

He swallowed. “Not in a while.”

“Really? Cause I saw a good one the other day online.” She smirked at his visible blush.

“Gaz, don't start with me on this.”

“Zim! It is a nasty habit and you need to stop.” She hissed.

“Yet you decide to bring it up. Man, today you are moo-dy.” He drew out the `moo'.

“Zim.”

“I promise I haven't in some time now.” He said opening up a physics book and staring at it for a moment. When she didn't look away he let out a sigh and slammed the book shut and looked at her, deciding not to do the homework anyway, it didn't matter anyway. “What?”

“Nothing.” She stuffed her book into her backpack and stood up. For a moment she stood there looking at him, expecting something. “Zim? You wanna ditch the rest of the day?” He looked up at her, slightly confused.

“Isn't that a bad thing?”

“Who cares? I don't want to stay here, plus next hour I have Iggins in a class. Let's go do something.” She almost sounded excited. Much more excited than having to go to school at least.

He grunted and stuffed his books under his arm and stood up. “Where to?” It wasn't like they could call his parents and he would get in trouble.

“Show me your lab.” She muttered as they got closer to the edge of campus. He stopped.

“No.”

“Why not! I mean come on. I told you my secret. Show me yours. Plus I have seen some of it already.”

“I have far better secrets than my lab.”

“But that one doesn't freak me out.” She kept walking; even if he didn't follow she just wanted a day off. It was a Friday anyway; plus she had a test next hour she didn't study for. Half a block away Zim caught up to her.

“What do you want to see in my lab?”

“I want to hook up a video game to one of those screens. It would be awesome.” She muttered turning in the direction of her home. “Just let me stop by my house first.”

“I didn't say yes.”

“It isn't like you can stop me now is it?”

“Why do you act this way?” he sighed rubbing his eyes in agitation.

“That's easy,” she smirked. “Evil keeps me warm.”

Red sighed and shook his head back and forth. It had been over a month now and Zim had yet to have a human in his lab. This was taking way to long; Red needed Zim to get back to the Massive. He needed his power, and Purple wanted more snacks. Plus Zim had found their spy bug the other week and destroyed it. So they had no idea what was going on. Earth was complex. Without Zim's memories they didn't understand most things. Plus Zim had become interesting over the years. He was more than an amusement to them; he was something that they looked at with intrigue. He had changed so much that they scared the `Tallest'.

He picked up another chip and stuffed it into his mouth. Purple had gone off to do…something. He wasn't paying attention to what Purple did anymore. Somehow he knew that Purple was liked more then he was by the control brain, if the control brain cared.

Red sighed and then turned to the screen before him in his den; the back of the ship, bottom level. Red had a den; as did Purple. That would be gone soon if Zim didn't come back, or die.

He had two windows open on the computer screen before him; one for Dib another for Gaz. He was trying to find a way to kidnap one of them. Gaz was constantly around Zim lately. Well, always it seemed. Red had been spectacle on this at first, yet as the weeks wore on he realized that he could use this to his advantage. Zim was still a little detached to this `Dib' boy. So to kidnap Gaz meant he would return to Irk sooner.

The question was still how he could do this. If they took a voot cruiser it would take 6 months. If they took a shar cruiser it would take two. Red rubbed his chin as he scrolled down. This Gaz girl, she seemed to be very; well very unpleasant. He couldn't quiet comprehend how Zim seemed to enjoy her company. Though when he thought on it he wondered how he enjoyed Purples company.

Dib and Gaz were related.

So…could he kidnap both of them? That may push Zim off the edge. Would that be good or bad? He had a `date' with Tak anyway; they had a lot to work on. Maybe the prison would bend the rules again and let her out two-hundred years early.

Dib opened his laptop on top of his desk in his room. In two weeks he was going to Canada with the swollen eyeball to find a Yeti making trouble with some local villagers in Alberta. Yet first he needed to work on something for his dad.

A month ago today his father asked him to help him with a little vampire problem. Well; honestly, there was much more to it than that. Membrane was seeing the ghost of his wife; everywhere. Being who Membrane was he couldn't let this be public. People were skeptic of such things. So he went to his `poor insane son' for help. Though Dib didn't know what his father really wanted to happen here, he knew that he wanted to see his mother, at least once.

So Membrane built a new wing on the lab downtown for Dib to work on his `Paranormal science'. Dib had started working there after school for a while, but even he wanted to take a break every now and then. So after school today, and plus after desperately trying to find Gaz, he came home. Lucky for him Zita saw her leave with Zim earlier. That didn't make him feel much better but at least a little better than before. He had a paper to work on anyway.

He started typing the first two lines but soon after cursed and slammed it shut. “God damnit,” he muttered. “I can't focus. I have to find Gaz! And make sure Zim isn't doing anything terrible to her.” He stormed out of the room and then down the stairs and headed out the door. He stopped dead as he opened the door; Zita stood there, turning the other way smoothing out her dress and hair. She coughed and sighed before turning, her hand raised as if to knock on the door. She gasped at seeing him and turned red.

“Ah…Dib!” She tried to cover up her embarrassment but failed as Dib gave her a lopsided grin. “I was just coming…to check on you!” Then she whispered. “Yeah that's it.” She smiled brightly waiting for him to say something, anything, to make things less awkward.

Dib shut the door behind him and stuffed the keys in his pocket. “I'm going to go check on Gaz. You're free to join me if you want.” He started walking away and she followed, delighted at the offer, she skipped at first until she was walking next to him.

“Why don't you trust Zim?”

“Do I have to say it? Every time I do people call me crazy.” He rolled his eyes, yet had a huge smile on his face, though it wasn't happy.

Zita laughed and patted his shoulder. “We don't think you're crazy, just the ideas.” He smiled slightly. “So why is Gaz hanging out with Zim so much?” She tried to change the subject a little, make him happier.

“I don't have any idea Z.” He pulled his trench coat together more as a little gust of wind went through the city. “I think it may rain, you think so?” She nodded.

I hate small talk, Dib thought to himself turning in the direction of Zim's home. I suck at it.

“Yeah, rain is always good. The plants need it. Oh! Christmas is in four months ya know! What do you want? I decided to start shopping now, so I can start making list and such ya know? Do you have the newest season of Mysterious Mysteries? I could grab one from my dad's shop. He got them in stock the other day. Oh! What do you want to do for Halloween, are you going to trick-or-treat this year? Or are we to old for that? Maybe we are. OH well! I always love to watch the small children come around. Oh! Zim's Dog! That blasted thing constantly comes over to my place, something about having the best kinds of lollipops or something like that…”

Dib smiled, a real smile; trust Zita to fill the empty, awkward silences with joyous things.

Not long but not too short, trying to build up a plot here. So…it will get longer as it goes on and I get more into it.