Marie's been excessively protective this past week. It's starting to get a little claustrophobic. She doesn't let me out of her sight. The only time I'm alone is when I go to bed, shower or go to the bathroom.

She also refuses to let me leave the apartment. She's scared that Grayson will do something. Which is absurd because he's never been anything but good to me, other than cheat.

I've finally convinced her to let me go to the doctor so we can get a checkup on the baby. The appointments at twelve so we have two hours to kill.

"I think I'm going to start looking for a job." We're sitting on the couch, Marie sipping at a cup of steaming coffee and me on a smoothie.

"Olivia, you're pregnant. Soon enough you'll be on maternity leave and giving birth. Just, wait until after you've had the baby." I'm really starting to get sick of her possessiveness. Was I even right to believe her to begin with?

Ever since I moved in here she's been so possessive. I haven't even seen Ricky. I have my phone so I've texted him a couple times but he hasn't responded.

I sigh and sit up "you're right. I'm going to my room."

"I'll come with you."

"If it's ok. I'd like to be alone. This child has been kicking my ass and I thought I'd take a nap until we have to go."

"Oh. Alright." The disappointment is evident but I couldn't care less. She's been all up in my space for the past week. I desperately need to be alone and go get out of this apartment.

I shut the door behind me and quietly lock it. I grab my phone. I have hundreds of missed calls and texts from one person in particular, Grayson.

This whole situations been weighing in on my head since it happened. Maybe I should call him. We both need closure so we can move on.

I unlock my phone and decide to text him instead of calling in case Marie hears... funny how I can't even make my own decisions anymore. I don't know what's gotten into her. She never used to be like this.

I've noticed that she gets angry easily. One time I accidentally left the tap running and she freaked out. She began yelling at me, her face turned crimson with anger, it was when she gripped my arms squeezing them tight that I began to freak out. She must've noticed my discomfort because her personality changed with the snap of a finger, she went from pissed to pleasant within a millisecond.

Opening the messages app and clicking on his name which I changed to 'dickwad' (because I'm mature) the notifications finally are gone. I can't lie, they'd been bugging me.

I quickly skim through the dozens of messages. All along the lines of:

'Where are you?'

'Answer my goddamned calls Olivia!'

'You're acting like a petulant child.'

'Please answer I'm worried.'

Guilt seeped into my skin but I shove it aside attempting to think clearly and not do anything stupid... well, any more stupid.

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves. I have no idea what to write. Should I apologise first? Find a time to meet up? Only one issue with meeting up with him is that I have to get out of this apartment. Marie would never let me go, I'm going to have to figure something out.

'Hey, I want to talk -Olivia'

'Delivered' changed to 'read' almost as soon as I sent the message.

'Tell me when and where, I'll be there. -Grayson'

'Today, 12 at St Benedict's hospital. -Olivia'

My palms are sweating. He's going to find out today, that I'm pregnant. Anxiety bubbles in my stomach and I can't tell whether it's the good kind or the bad. Good because I've missed him. I love him. But bad because I know he isn't going to react well to me having kept it from him and leaving him like I did.

'Hospital? My god Olivia, are you ok? -Grayson'

'I'm more than fine. Meet me in the waiting room -Olivia'

With that I shut off my phone and chuck it across the room unable to look at the device any longer.

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Marie parks the car and the two of us step out. "Hey, Marie. Would you mind if I did this myself? I think this is something I have to do alone."

"Oh don't be silly!-"

"-Marie, please. This is something I need to do."

She twitches in annoyance and I can see her contemplating what her next moves going to be. "Fine. I'll wait in the waiting room."

"Actually would you mind waiting here?" I ask hopeful that she'll allow me a little more space.

"No. Either I wait in the waiting room or we go home."

"Marie. I'm an adult. I have control over what I do. This isn't some fun day out. I'm going to the doctor to make sure my child is safe."

I expected her to back down like she did last time. Again I'm mistaken. Apparently I don't know her as well as I thought I had.

Her teeth are clenched and her face is slowly going red as she yanks my wrist digging her nails into my skin, piercing the flesh. "You know what Olivia. I am thoroughly getting fed up with your attitude. Now I will say this one last time. Be grateful I'm even giving you an option. We either go in together or I wait in the waiting room. If neither of those suit. I swear to god I will shove you back in the car and you won't have a goddamned child to worry about!"

She's fuming and I begin to get nervous. Her actions over the past week have been off and this outburst is only concluding my thoughts. This woman is not stable.

"O-ok, let's go in together and you can wait in the waiting room." Audibly I swallow and give her my best 'I'm not scared out of my fucking mind' smile.

Just like before, as soon as I agree her personally switches. She sighs happily "god I'm so glad."

Her arm links with mine as we begin walking "you know I hate when I get mad as you. You're my best friend."

I offer a shallow smile "of course."

We walk through the hospital till we get to the waiting room. I go up to the front desk to discuss my appointment while Marie finds us a seat. "Of course dear, Doctor Andrew will be with you soon." The front desk lady gives me a warm smile and I feel my anxiety slowly dissipate.

"Thank you." I murmur, walking away to my seat that Marie had saved. As I walk to my seat I look around to see if Graysons here yet. The place is crowded but I don't spot him. So I silently take my seat and Marie grasps my hand. I shudder at her physical touch and not in a good way.

We've been sitting her for around five minutes. I spot a slender man in a white coat walk out holding a clip board. He looks around the room "Mrs Olivia Black?"

I stand and our eyes make contact, she gives me a kind smile. "Are you sure you don't need me to come?"

Fuck no mate.

"No I'm sure I'll be fine Marie."

She lets go of my hand and I walk to Doctor Andrew. He firmly grips my hand, giving it a shake. He looks around my age, 24 maybe? He's slim with his blonde hair slicked back, completely professional and dark Amber eyes. "Your partner seems awfully worried. She can come in you know?"

"Oh she's not my partner, just a friend." I say offering a tight lipped smile.

"Ahh, alright we'll then we should-"

"-I'm here! I'm here!" I spot Grayson running towards the two of us.

I keep silent as he approaches. "Sorry I'm late." He says looking at me. Grayson looks well put together but I notice the dark bags under his eyes and the fact that he looks as if his face hasn't seen the sun in weeks. "The traffic was bad."

Doctor Andrew looks at Grayson and holds out his hand. "So is this the father? Or another friend who's come to support you?"

I feel the blood drain from my face. Partially because I've just been outed that I'm pregnant and because I have a feeling Marie's spotted Grayson. Essentially I'm fucked on both ends. Maybe Grayson will let me stay at his place so I don't have to go back to Marie's. I don't expect him too, I definitely don't deserve it.

"F-father?" I've never once heard the man stutter before. Doctor Andrew looks between us.

"Um, why don't we head to my office where the two of you can talk." We both follow Doctor Andrew down the disinfected hallway.

He leads us into one of the many rooms. Inside is a desk, computer, ultrasound machine, a bed and a few chairs for guests and partners to sit on.

Grayson looks to Doctor Andrew "could you give us a minute?"

"Of course." He walks out and I listen to the dreadful sound of the door closing behind him. You know how I said my anxiety was slowly leaving? Yeah, we'll now I think I'm about to have a heart attack.

"Olivia. What did he mean when he said father? Are you-" he pauses taking a shakey breath "-are you pregnant?"

My voice is gone. I can't bring myself to speak. The tears in my eyes speak for me, he sees it. I can't tell what's going on in his head. I expected him to immediately lash out at me but he doesn't.

He stays silent for a few moments then speaks. "I'll help you up onto the bed. Doctor Andrew will be back any moment."

He grasps my clammy hand with his cool one and helps me onto the bed. Doctor Andrew cautiously enters the room a few moments later.

"Ready to see your baby?" He asks us.

We both nod our heads in unison. Neither of us are able to form a verbal reply.

Doctor Andrew gets me to lift up my shirt far enough to expose my stomach. It's gotten bigger, anyone would think I'd put on a little weight around my stomach, not that I'm pregnant which is good.

I look at Grayson while the doc rubs some gel on my stomach. He's staring intently at my little bump. I can see a slight smile on his face which brings me all the joy in the world. Even if we don't end up together at least I know that this child is going to have both parents love them and that's all that's really important.

I remove my eyes from him when I feel the device move around my stomach. He moved it around a little more until the sound of our child's heartbeat filled the room. Tears immediately prick my eyes.

Glancing to Grayson I see that he's crying too. I grab his hand lightly. At first he flinches but when he looks at me, his hand eases into mine.

We look at the screen where the doctor points and shows us an odd shaped blob. I'm not well versed with how baby's should look but surly it should've been more than that. "Is that it?" I ask slightly confused.

"Yes, you're only seven weeks pregnant." He says chuckling lightly at my confused expression.

"Well I think he's gorgeous." Grayson pipes in.

"He?" I question

"I don't want to raise a girl. Not until the male species no longer exist. They're monsters." I laugh. Genuinely, for the first time in quite a while.

"Well I'll be happy no matter the gender." I say taking the paper towel from Doctor Andrew, wiping the gel off of my stomach.

"I'm just going to go print out your ultrasound for you two to take home." He walks out the door once again, leaving us alone.

"I'm sorry." I whisper staring at my hands unable to look at him in the eye. I owe him more than a simple apology and I know that. But he's not a complete angel. He cheated on me. On our wedding day and that hurt like hell.

His hands grasp mine. "Let's not talk about it here. We're going back home Olivia. Then we can talk and you can tell me why you left the way you did." His voice had an edge to it which I completely deserve. I decide he's right. We need to talk back at his place, not in the hospital.

Doctor Andrew walks in and hands me the ultrasounds. "Just before you go, I do have some paperwork to be filled out." I hand Grayson the photos while I fill out said paperwork.

Once I'm done we bid Doctor Andrew goodbye and exit. Once we're standing outside his door I grab Grayson. He looks at me with his brows furrowed. He looked like a confused puppy. "Marie took me here and she's been acting, weird. Like really possessive."

"Marie? Why?"

"I don't know. She's begun getting a little physically aggressive and her moods change from pissed to pleased with the snap of a finger. I'm scared she's going to hurt the baby. She keeps getting worse everyday Grayson."

He holds my hand tight. "Don't worry. I'll speak to her father as soon as we get back and see if there's something going on. For now just tell her you're coming with me."

"What if she reacts badly. Normally I wouldn't care so much but I'm fucking terrified she'll kick me in the stomach or do something worse." My tears are back and he immediately wipes them away with his thumb.

"Hey, shh, don't worry. I'll be right next to you. If she tries to pull anything I'll have her ass arrested."

We walk together back out to the waiting room. As soon as Marie's eyes lock with mine she stomps over to us. Before she can say anything I quickly speak "Marie I appreciate everything you've done for me and letting me stay with you." I gulp. I need to remain civil so she doesn't pull anything. To think I once had a crush on her. "Graysons going to take me to his where we are going to talk and try sort this whole thing out."

"What?!?! Are you fucking kidding me right now Olivia! You are coming back with me right now or Fucking else."

Grayson speaks, I can see he's losing his patience "don't threaten her Marie. She's coming with me and if you pull anything I will put your ass in jail."

She doesn't say anything else instead, stares daggers at me. I hadn't taken her threat earlier, insinuating she'd kill my kid lightly. No mother would.

Grayson tightens his grip on my hand and leads me outside and into his classic black Ferrari. "I thought Stanley would've driven you? I heard he's back."

He shrugs, helping me into the car "I needed to get here as fast as I could. Stanley's a smart and safe driver so he would've just gotten on my nerves with the mood I was in."

"Ok we'll I hope you feel better now because we need someone safe to drive us." I point at my stomach.

He places his hand on the growing bump "with the two of you in the car I wouldn't drive any other way and before you say anything. We aren't talking till we get home. I don't want to do anything stupid while driving."

"Of course." He closes my door and makes his way around the car, getting in he makes sure I'm buckled up. Does himself up and pulls onto the road.