One-shot Wonderland

Your fault (TW)

I'd say this one is kinda fucked up so yeah. TW:⚠️Verbal abuse, domestic abuse, and talk of miscarriage.

Lanie found out she was pregnant 5 days ago. Today she's exactly 3 months. She's been waiting for the right time to tell her husband Zachary, but he's been so busy. The day she decides to tell him everything takes a turn for the worse.

Today is the day that I'm finally telling Zac I'm pregnant. He's coming home soon and I've prepared his favorite meal, along with his favorite desert. Everything is set and ready for him. I'm super nervous and feel like vomiting, but I push that feeling down.

The day I found out I was pregnant was the day I was planning on getting an implant for birth control instead of pills. They were messing with my hormones badly and I didn't feel right when taking them. My gyno gave me a regular checkup, but told me I wouldn't need the birth control. I was confused and she explained that I was already pregnant. My mind was in shambles and I couldn't believe I had gotten pregnant. I was quite happy though and knew that there was a reason I'm pregnant now.

I'm scared to see Zac's reaction, because I'm not sure if he'll be happy or upset. I hope it's happy, I mean it's not like we can do anything about it now. He'll probably be happy, he's always talked about wanting kids, so this should go well.

The table was set nicely and had the food laid out perfectly. The time read 6:35 pm and I knew that Zac would be home any minute now.

A few moments the front door opens and slams shut.

In walked Zac barely able to keep himself up.

He was wasted.

"Oh hey baby you look hot" he smirks kissing me.

I scrunch my nose at the putrid smell of alcohol wafting off of him. He couldn't even look me straight in the eyes without them almost shutting.

"You're drunk Zachary" I shake my head.

"I know I had a few drinks with the boys after work" he stalks off and heads to the stairs.

"You promised me that you wouldn't drink this week" I follow him and he scoffs.

"Who are you? My mother? I can do what I want Lanie" he grabs the railing and slowly makes his way up the first few steps almost tripping.

"You told me that you wouldn't drink and that we'd have dinner tonight" I let out a exasperated breath.

"Well change of plans, I'm going to bed" he yawns.

"I made dinner and everything. I can't believe you couldn't go a single day without getting drunk and making a mess of yourself" I shake my head.

"And? Am I supposed to care? Cause I don't. Stop trying to change me" he laughs humorlessly.

"You need to change this! It's not healthy and it's ruining our marriage!" I get frustrated.

"You're ruining out marriage! You're always so bitchy and annoying. I can't have any fun when I'm around you, so I must drink to tolerate you" he says and I can feel tears prickle my eyes.

"Is there someone else? Is this why you're saying what you are?" I ask.

"What are you going on about now?" He turns to face me.

"Is there another girl? You smelled like perfume when you kissed me, so tell me is there another girl?" I ask again.

"You're fucking crazy, you delusional bitch! If I wanted someone else I wouldn't have married you, or came home today. You act like you're so special when in reality you're like every other bitch I've fucked" he smirks knowing his words are hitting me hard.