SOULMATES

YOU WERE PREGNANT FOR ME?

PERCY'S POV.

I heard Phoebe scream from Xavier's room and without thinking twice I dashed there. Then I heard Harold's voice and stopped. Maybe I should mind my own business. I painfully reminded myself that they were a couple and I had no right interfering. I turned to go but the boy started to cry and
I walked back to the door. I knew it was wrong but I placed my ear against the door to listen. Phoebe was going to be pissed if she caught me.

I heard a loud thub and Phoebe screamed again. Was it what I was thinking? Did he just hit her? Without a second thought I pushed the door open with my fist clenched against my sides, ready to rip off his head if it was actually what I was thinking.
Harold looked at me and so did Phoebe. She had tears rolling down her cheeks and was sitting with her back against the wall,her face contorted in pure pain. Did he push her?

"What the fuck? "

I screeched at Harold. He rushed to Phoebe instead, totally ignoring me.

"Are you ok? I'm so sorry I didn't mean to...."

"Don't touch me! "

Phoebe shrieked, cutting him off and that had me immediately pushing at Harold's arm, getting him out of the way so I could help Phoebe up and she allowed me..
My eyes darted to the small creature in the corner of the room sobbing silently. I was more than furious.

"What is wrong with you! How dare you raise your hand on her....and before the kid!!"

My hands grabbed hold of his nicely pressed shirt and i looked at him eye to eye...

"What are you talking about? Even a jerk like you knows not to hit a women and you think I'll do that? "

Phoebe glared at him from where she stood and called my name

"Percy....let him go....he..didn't hit me."

I looked back at her and let go slowly. Had the little boy not been in the room, this empty can of a man would be bleeding from his face this moment. We stood toe to toe, shooting warning glares at each other when Phoebe picked up her son and made to leave the room.

"Phoebe listen to me....I'm so sorry."

Harold called after her. When she turned she looked murderous

"Get out of here ok....I don't want to see your face around here! "

she yelled at him and stormed out of the room.
I followed. What could make Phoebe this angry with Harold?. I watched her put a toy car in the hands of the boy and shoved him towards the big compound to play. He ran along, obviously forgetting the previous happening.

"Phoebe....."

I called and chased after her as she raced to her room.

"Phoebe Hey....what's wrong? What did he do? You know you can talk to me right?"

Instead of pushing me away as I expected she let me hold her and rather threw her arms around my neck. I began to get worried. I held her in my arms and allowed her cry against my chest.

"Why didn't you tell me Percy......why didn't you try to explain......I would've understood.... It wouldn't be easy but....it would've made things better.... made me hurt less. You should've just tried instead of letting them bully you into leaving"

She cried.I was so confuse.

"What are you talking about Phoebe?"

I tried to look at her face. She let go of me and stood back few feets from me.

"Harold and your friends! I know they did something to you..that was why you didn't come to see me right? That was why you left. They did something terrible and he wouldn't say but I know what I heard. It wasn't your fault. They planned it...make him tell us !"