You broke me for nothing...

Chapter 4

I smile as i hear the front door open and close... Elliot is home. It has been a week since seeing Chris at the store and things had gone back to normal. Not that it had much of an effect on life but i told Elliot and it had been a long talk... I had told Elliot what happened and what i had said. He was a bit annoyed by it... He didn't like the fact that Chris had stressed me out in my condition... But he loved the fact i finally got a little bit of pay back. He was not to thrilled about the idea that i was going to have lunch with Lisa next week... I had kept my promise and called her to set up a date... Elliot knew everything that happened surrounding my breakup with Chris, i had not kept secrets. I had always been open and transparent... I have never kept it from him. To say he was not Chris his biggest fan was an understatement. But he always said he wanted to thank Chris... If he had not been such an idiot, he would not have me right now... Still i could see that the situation had made him tense... 

"Hey babe..." I say smiling as he walks into the kitchen. I look at him confused as i dont get a kiss like normal, but he goes to the fridge immediately to get a beer... This is not normal... I would always get a kiss and cuddle first. He leans against the counter after opening his beer and takes a sip looking at me... "What?" I ask a little unsure and i look at him confused. He looks annoyed and it gives me a weird vibe...

He walks over to me leans down and kisses me hard before dropping something on the table... "You made the news..." Elliot says throwing a magazine in front me on the table... I look at him with big eyes as i see myself on the cover of the magazine... The picture is grainy, but it is definitely me... poking and shoving Chris... I groan and push the magazine away... 

"Of course, someone took a picture..." I say and sigh. "I am sorry... I should have known... Maybe i should just had left... It just felt good to unleash on him... I could not resist..." I say and Elliot sighs... "Not your fault, i guess... Just hope they will leave you alone... Last thing i want is reporters at the door or following you around, harassing you..." He says and i cup his face and kiss him again... "I know..." I say and look at the magazine again. Only then i see the title of the article... "Chris Evans's love child?" 

"Great... They think it is his..." I sigh feeling annoyed. I take a deep breath before standing up and throwing the magazine away. I dont want to read it. It makes me sick thinking i am being linked to Chris again. There was a time i did not mind... That was a long time ago... Elliot and i had gone to hell and back for this baby so to have them question if this baby was Chris's was just insulting. 

"I could ask Chris to make a statement... To say that it is not his baby..." I say looking at Elliot who shakes his head... "No... Just stay away from him and it will all blow over... The people who know us, know better..." He says and i nod and smile... "Yesss... They do..." I say wrapping my arms around Elliot's waist and cuddling into him... He takes a sip of his beer while he wraps his free arm around me rubbing my back... 

"Beside this, how was your day?" I ask and he chuckles... "My day was good sweetheart... How was yours... How is our little one doing?" He asks rubbing my belly and i smile... "Active... I barely slept last night... It is like he is doing it on purpose because when i wanted to take a nap earlier he started kicking again..." I sigh and Elliot chuckles... "Our little troublemaker..." He says and i smile... 

"I shall start on dinner..." I sigh and pull back... "Okay... I am going to take a quick shower..." Elliot says and i get another quick kiss... I smile as i start on dinner... I look at the trash can and see the magazine... My curiosity gets the better off me and while i am making dinner i am skimming over the article. I need to know what is going on in case i need to intervene... I still have Chris his publicists' number so if it goes too far i can call her... I dont think Chris still has the same number, or maybe he does... I dont know i have never called him again after he left... 

After skimming over the ridiculous article i throw the magazine away again. It basically says what i had expected. They know i am the ex. It came down to this... According to the magazine i am pregnant with Chris his baby but there is trouble in paradise... It was ridiculous and so far from the truth. 

My phone goes off and i see an unknown number flash on my screen. I groan. I dont want to know who it is so i decline the call... It can't be something i want to hear. Either it is some sleezy journalist fishing for an exclusive or it is Chris... Either way i dont want anything to do with it. Elliot is right... We just have to ignore it and it will die out...

Just as i put my phone on silence Elliot walks in... "Question? Do you still have a way to contact Chris?" He asks and i look at him tilting my head. It is a weird question... "No... But his publicist... yes... So, if it goes too far i can ask her to step in... I think that is the least they owe me..." I say and he hums and gives me a quick nod... 

"Dont worry... I have no desire to contact Chris..." I say and he nods back at me and grabs another beer...