Lucy's pov
He walks towards me and sits down, he placed his hand on my stomach. I flinch for a second but I just let him.
"That baby isn't mine is it?" He says in this soft tone, looking at me.
I just look at him, I've hurt him. He genuinely thinks I've cheated on him, I couldn't hurt him.
"Babe.. the baby is yours" I say as I put my arm around him.
"It's not.. it's Tim's. You slept with him..because things were different with us.."
I move his hand on my stomach to where the baby is and I look at him, placing my hand on top of his.
"That's your baby..and your baby loves you very much, I promise you it's your baby" i say smiling at him. It was the first time I had actually put my hand on my stomach since finding out I was pregnant.
Id not realised how detached I was..yeah I occasionally thought about the baby growing inside me but not the way I should be.
I feel guilty..
"Have you cheated on me?"
"No, I wouldn't dream of it"
"Not with Tim?"
"Not with anyone. I love you"
"And I love you too, I'm just scared I'm going to loose you Lucy"
"You ain't going to ever.."
"Promise me?"
"I promise you"
"What we have is special, it doesn't come twice. We break up and you will never know love like this, not with Tim not with anyone."
"No I know that, of course I do. I remember our first time sleeping together, the way we was so in love with each other. I miss that first time"
"You think we're not in love anymore?" He says taking a hold of my face almost softly.
"That's not what I meant"
"Yes it was" he says pulling his hand away.
"You're trying to manipulate me you stupid bitch! It isn't my baby and you did cheat. You still are cheating on me with him!" He snaps at me gripping hold of my face. "You're a fucking manipulative slut! The fact you've said it's mine baby when it isn't!"
My heart drops. I hate this.
"Baby... I'm not lying.. this is your baby... please"
"Stop lying to me" he tightens his grip.
"I'm not i swear, it's your baby. I wouldn't cheat on you, I want you. I want my future with you. With your baby"
"No. Lucy. You don't get to do this!"
I'm so scared.. I've never felt so scared.. I knew being in the barrel was scary but the only options were living or dying.. this I have no idea what he's going to do. I always thought I knew what he was capable of but I don't. I really don't.
My stomach hurts. I put my arms around my stomach and I breathe in deeply.
"Chris..the baby.."
"Don't give me that crap"
"I'm not.. please..."
He lets go off my face and he notices how I'm holding my stomach.
"Shit Lucy. You swear that this is my baby? Because if I rush to the hospital rigjt now and it's his!"
"It's yours.. please.. I'm scared.." I say shaking, if I'm losing this baby I'm partly glad I didn't get attached but I feel so guilty. I've not even acknowledged this baby once..
"I'm gonna be sick.." I say as I immediately run to the bathroom.
Chris runs after me pulling my hair back, "are you sure this is not just sickness?"
"I'm sure" I say as I sit back. "What if I'm.."
"No Lucy. You aren't. You aren't loosing it especially if this baby is mine. I need you to breathe"
I instantly start crying, my throat feels dry.
"I didn't even.. acknowledge the baby.. I'm a bad mum.."
"It's my baby right? So you have nothing to feel bad about, you're not suppose to be close to the baby. I am, unless you're telling me it's not mine!"
"No the baby is yours but I'm still mum!" I snap back at him.