Ballerina

Arguments

"Harry!!"

I squeal in delight as my husband walks through our front door, dropping his rucksack on one of the cream leather sofas in our living room, a grin on his glowing face.

"How's my baby doing?"

He wiggles his eyebrows, leaning towards my face.

I close my eyes and sigh in contentment, I've missed this.

A warm, wet kiss is planted on my now bare stomach.

"Hey!"

"Hmm?"

Harry looks up from where he has been rubbing the bump containing my unborn child and I'm hoping a lot of water to make up for all the weight.

"Hmph!"

I huff and turn on my heel, tears stinging beneath my eyelids.

"Love!"

Harry paces after me, catching me just as I enter the bedroom, separated only by a single step.

He spins me around, pulling my large body to his.

"Get off."

I try to pull away but his muscular arms hold me tight.

"Come on my beautiful ballet superstar, I was only kidding!"

"No you weren't!"

I yell, scrubbing at my eyes furiously. My hand comes back coated in a thin layer of mascara.

"Ever since I got lumbered with this fücking mistake, I've always been second best to the little brat inside of me, if I wasn't a Christian I'd have had a fücking abortion long before now!"

I try to pull away from him again, this time successfully, he lets me go, causing me to tumble onto the bed, a sharp pain shooting through my back as the child kicks me violently.

"Son of a bïtch!"

I yell this at Harry and then address my bump.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!"

I punch my stomach lightly, causing more pain and another, more violent kick.

Harry looks at me in disgust.

"You're not the sweet, kind girl I married."

He searches my eyes and frowns, leaving me in this penthouse on my own, clutching my stomach, my offspring kicking repeatedly, causing me increasing amounts of excruciating pain.

"Don't leave me!"

I whisper in desperation to the space that the love of my life was stood in just moments ago.

I gasp as my throbbing stomach becomes too much for me to handle, I collapse in a heap, letting sleep take over me.