Leaving You

Leah's P.O.V

"It's over Zayn. I'm leaving you." I yelled at the infuriated man in front of me. Our living room heated up at the intensity of the situation.

"Leah please don't I love you. I'm sorry I cheated. It was stupid and it's over. I'm so sorry baby." Tears of anger flew down my fiancé's cheeks as he tried to repair things. However, we've been done for a while now.

"Sorry it happened or sorry you got caught ?" I asked lifting my bags from the cold floor.

"Both ?" He half said. I couldn't believe that this was the man I'm suppose to be marrying next April. He became so self absorbed recently. I didn't think of if until I noticed the increasing bills and a second phone of Zayn's. It was last week when I found out about him and Macey Hamilton. A women my age sleeping with him for about a year. The texts on his secret phone showed it. How could I be so stupid ? My own husband to be, I should have seen this.

I was viciously snapped back into the present when I felt blood trickle down my arm. When I looked down I nearly fainted at the sight of my arm gushing blood because a thrown vase. Next thing I knew I was slammed against the door of our flat. My head smacked it hard and rebounded off. My vision finally came back to see a crying Zayn above me.

"Oh my gosh. Leah ! Are you okay ? What have I done ?" His sobs became worse and worse as I looked around. I could feel the cold floor on my exposed back. My mind raced why I was laid on the floor beneath my crying man. As my arm bled I came to conclusion, Zayn threw the glass vase of flowers my mum had bought for me. It crashed at the door and hit my arm. Then he threw me against it, knocking me down.

My feet jumped up and grabbed my bags. I ran as quickly as I could out of there and through the building hall to the elevator. It opened rather quickly. I pulled my stuff inside and clicked G for Ground Level. The last thing I saw before the doors closing was a running Zayn.

I scurried out of the lobby moments later. The late night London air smacked my sore body. Every step was a sharp pain somewhere through my body. Mainly my right shoulder stabbed the worse. I couldn't let it hang without excruciating pain. I ran with my bags downs a few blocks and made some turns. Once I knew I was safe, I dialled my mum's number. She was in town for a conference and was staying in a nearby hotel. After several rings she picked up.

"M-m-mum." My voice wobbled over the receiver. Knowing my mother, she'd pick it up on it immediately. Even at this hour her voice seemed peppy and energetic.

"What's wrong babe ?" She asked worriedly. I could just picture her frowning at my tone.

"I need to get to the hospital." I answered back trying to calm myself. It was no use, my eyes flooded as I sat on a bus bench alone. My voice became shaky and sniffles came about.

"Can't Zayn take you ?"

"He's the reason why." I could hear rattling and movements on the other end. She must've gotten out of bed just now.

"I'll be right there baby." My mom reassured before hanging up. Her hotel was ten minutes away and it was ticking 11:30. I hopped desperately for my health that she'd hurry. My arm was gushing red and I couldn't move my shoulder at all. I could feel heavy pressure on my head as well.

About twenty minutes later my mum's car pulled up to the curb in front of me. I began sobbing again once I saw her worried face. My expression winced when we hugged. My heat pounded, arm blood got on her nice shirt, and more pain came from my shoulder.

"Oh my baby !" She yelped between tears. "Come in babe lets get you to the hospital."

She grabbed my bags and threw them in her trunk before helping me into the front seat. Her gentle hands buckled me into the seat. My mum then pulled out and was on the road fast.

Before I knew it I woke up in a hospital bed. My eyes blurred until I focused on the all white room that I was in. I jumped up and a strong man in a white held me down.

"Woah woah easy there Leah ! It's okay you're in the hospital. I'm Dr. Mathers I treated you. Here is some Ginger Ale." The new man spoke at me while helping me up. Once propped up I was handed a cup of Ale. I took in small gulps stopping for air. Now full of newfound energy I was ready to talk.

"What happened ?" I asked unaware of my reason for being in here. A worried look came from my older doctor's face. Clearly something drastic to end up in here.

"Leah you were in a little accident. Your mum brought you in with a concussion, a gash on your arm, and a separated shoulder. We stitched you up, wrapped your arm, and gave you some painkillers. Do you follow ?" Once he finished I took in his length words. It was do much to process so soon.

The memories were coming back finally. Zayn and I fighting and a flying glass. And now I'm in a hospital bed hooked up to various machines preventing me from moving. However I still nodded to my doctors lingering question. That gave him permission to continue.

"Well for safety reasons we ran blood tests. Ms. Sanchez you are aware that you are pregnant correct ?"

Pregnant ? My eyes widened at the words. Pregnant how could I be ? I was on the pill. Except that week I ran out last month. Zayn told me I'd be fine and I believed him.

"Oh my god." I began crying into my hands. From one mistake I'm pregnant. Something living was growing inside of me.

"I'll take that as a no. Alright I'm going to call the sonography doctor and we are going to get you an ultrasound. Would you like to call anyone ?" The man explained. I couldn't call Zayn, he's the reason I'm here. My hands shook when I thought about him.

"Just my mum."

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