That same evening I recieved another call from Xavier telling me that his flight had been delayed, and that he wouldn't be back until dinner time tomorrow. He sounded upset over it, and I talked to him on the phone for over an hour, before he had to go get some rest to be up early for his flight.

I went to bed early too, feeling exhausted, and slept fitfully until the next morning when Mel woke me up around nine.

"Morning Aria, you want to come shopping with me and Amanda? It'll take your mind of things, and it'll do you good to get out of the house for once." She practically whines at me.

Groaning but getting up anyway, I make my way downstairs to grab some breakfast, feeling a lot better than I had yesterday.

Carlos was making pancakes and bacon when I walked into the kitchen. Seeing me, he smiled and handed me the first plate - much to Andre's annoyance.

After I'd eaten enough to feed an army, I went back up to our room and changed into some blue skinny-jeans, and a royal blue off-the-shoulder top. Putting on my flat boots that I'd learned to love, and tying my long hair up into a messy bun. I went downstairs to search for Mel and Amanda.

Finding them both in the lounge with Andre, I watch them all glance warily at me, quickly flipping the TV off as I entered.

Mel jumps up smiling, and rushes over to me.

"You ready to go? You don't really have to come if you don't feel like it Aria, me and Amanda will be fine alone. You could stay here and try writing more?" She asks me, sounding nervous.

Sighing in relief, I go and collapse onto the huge sofa beside Andre.

"Thank God. I really don't want to troll the shops today with you Mel, you drive me nuts with how many stores you visit. I'll just stay here with Andre and relax, maybe we can have a barbecue later, with the weather being so nice?" I ask excited at the thought of grilled meat.

They all nod and smile, and I get up and head into Xavier's study to start up my writing. He'd let me use in here so I could sit and use my laptop comfortably.

I hear Mel and Amanda talking quietly to Andre as they leave, and he even comes in here to ask if I want anything.

Assuring him that I'm fine, I get started more on my book.

It's around lunch time when I start getting restless, stopping typing, I flip the TV on that Xavier has in here, and nearly faint.

A picture of Xavier, and the brunette who'd visited the house weeks before, flashes across the screen. There's a few good shots that the camera has captured, and they are all through the window of a hotel room. In all of them he's having sex with her, and the date on the camera was from last night.

Feeling sick, I rush from the study and up to my room, closing the door, and locking it behind me.

How could he have done this? I'm carrying his baby, and he told me he loved me!

Running to the bathroom, I bring up everything I ate earlier, and sob my heart out. That fûcking bâstârd!

Once I've cleaned myself up, and don't feel nauseated anymore. I go to my closet, and grab a huge suit case I'd brought with me when I moved in here. Filling it angrily with all my clothes, I grab a smaller one and fill it with my passport, pregnancy notes and scan pictures. Grabbing my wallet and cellphone, I notice numerous missed calls from Xavier and decide to ignore them, too upset to talk to him just now. Calling a cab, I carry my cases downstairs to the front of the house and wait patiently for my ride to get here.

It arrives five minutes later, and the cab driver helps me put everything in the trunk. Andre comes out looking stunned as I drive away, I ignore his cries to "stop", and tell the driver to take me to the airport.

Making the decision to get away for a while, I decide to visit my family home in Seattle,Washington.

Crying silently as we make our way quickly through traffic, I feel my phone buzz beside me, and just ignore it.

When we arrive at the airport, the driver helps me put my luggage onto a trolley, and I pay him; giving him a large tip for being so helpful.

Making my way to the sales desk, I purchased a one way ticket to Seattle on the next flight out, for in an hours time, and go to the waiting area.

It's nearly full when I get there, and I feel people staring at me, but ignore it.

Looking up at the TV screen, I see my face, and Xavier's up there from when we attended a party together weeks earlier. We look so happy there, and I can't help but feel tears fall as I stare at us.

It soon turns to disgust, as pictures from last night flash across the screen, and pictures from an hour ago, showing Xavier, leaving this very airport looking devastated.

Turning away, I catch the eye of an older woman, who smiles sympathetically at me.

It's not long before we're all loaded onto the plane, and I sit back and try to relax as we pull off the runway, and into the sky.

As we leave New York, I feel my heart break into tiny pieces at Xavier's betrayal, and cry myself, silently to sleep.

Votes and Comments welcome ☺ Any thoughts? Is Xavier guilty?? xx becki xx