I woke up, seeing the four cornered walls around me. Hospital room again. I think i'm prone to accident.

Letting my eyes roam around, my sight fall to Vincent. His head resting on the space beside me, as his hand, clutching into my free hand.

"Babe.." I softly remove my hand from his, causing him to groan but get back on his sleep again.

Running my hand on his unfix hair, i can feel how he stop himself to move as he feels me touching him. I softly pull his head up and my doubt is right, he is already awake.

Giving him a small smile, he return it back to me as well. I continue to caress his face then i stop then rested my hand on his left cheek.

"Are you alright now?" Vincent asked me. But i can see how unsure he is when he asked me that.

"I'm feeling good. Did the accident caused big on me?" I want to ask him those things that's bothering me. I want to ask him if my baby is still inside my stomach. Is the baby doing good? But i know i can't, because he doesn't know that i am pregnant.

"Nope. You just need some rest then we can go home." Vincent get up from his seat then stretch his arms. He looks tired and not getting enough sleep.

"You can go home babe. I can take care of myself." I hold his hand then squeeze it. I want him here but he needs to take care of himself.

"I need to stay here with you Isabelle, i want to take care of you." I just nod my head then let go of his hand. He walk towards the small fridge on the corner then get some bottle of water then walk towards me again.

"Are you sure you're not feeling anything?" I just shake my head then remain silent.

"Come in." Vincent said once we heard a knock. The doctor came inside with that plastered smile on her face as she saw me awake.

"Well, Miss Lauren, It's good that your awake now." The doctor started. Vincent sit on the edge of the bed, giving some space to the doctor on my side.

"Are you feeling any weird things now?" Weird things? Can i answer her in front of Vincent?

"None so far, i'm doing great." I lied. I want to throw up and eat something sweet right now, but i need to stop these.

"Good. So regarding your child, the baby's doing great." I stop on my track as she said that. Supposedly, i am the one who needs to spill this "baby thing" to Vincent, not her, nor anyone else. But as i look towards Vincent, his smiling, just smiling. Huh?

"Doctor, i need some list of vitamins and those foods that Isabelle needs for these entire pregnancy." Vincent calmly said, in short interrupting me, cause i was about to talk.

Vincent and the doctor continue to exchange talks about my condition. He looks so calm and excited about those things that he is asking to the doctor. But i'm feeling nervous about this.

Once the doctor left my room, Vincent is just smiling then do something on his phone, then smile again. I wonder what is he doing?

"Vincent, you can go home." I said, facing my back to him, giving him the cold shoulder that his also giving me.

"Is that all the thing that you can say to me?" It was more like a shout than a question. So, in a shock state, i turn around to face him, seeing him, looking at me seriously.

"If that accident didn't happen, will you be saying that to me, Isabelle?" This is the first time that i've seen him like this and also, the first time that i am hearing him, almost killing me by his tone of voice.

"I was about to say that to you, but your friends--"

"Whatever you say, you should have tell me. You should consult me." He cuts me off

"Like what i said, i was going to--" Can he let me explain first?

"We've been together for months Isabelle and your still not trusting me, how could you not say that your carrying my child." He shouted. I want to explain. I want to say to him that, i'm going to say it to him, when i confirm everything, but it's not gonna happen.

I get up from my bed, not thinking if i may hurt myself. I stand in front of him then slap him on his cheek.

"Don't shout at me and if you don't want me to explain, then fine." I open the door in my room, making myself calm, but it's not working.

"Leave me and don't come back."

"Isabelle, it's not like this. I'm sorry." He holds my hand, but i shove it away.

"We're over Vincent. Just send my things here and i can take care of myself and this child." Over? What am i saying? I want him here. Here with me. Here with us.

"Babe, please, i'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you." He begged but i stand on my action, pretending that i'm alright.

"I'm not asking anything from you, just leave." I walk back to my bed then cover my whole body with the bed sheets.

He don't want me to explain so he deserve this. I know my child doesn't deserve this, but what can i do? His the one who has money in this relationship, but he don't need to shout at me and step on me like i'm his slave.

I heard the door being open then shut hard.

Vincent left me.

And it's not the first time.

And i don't know if he will still be back.