Carrying His Child

Chapter2

Anastasia:

The flight to Georgia was very tiring, not because of the long journey, but because of the bitchy flight attendent who was being rude to me. Christ, what is it with people and their attitudes these days, all I did was ask for some juice, but guess what her answer was?

"I'm sorry ma'am but we ran out," she said with her plastic mouth.

Some other good looking man across me asked for some juice and she fucking bought it!

I get off the flight and walk to the front gate with my two suitcases, there I see my mom waiting for me. I examine the signs of sicknesses as I am walking to her, but she seems normal.

"Oh Ana-" My mom's voice breaks as she sees me, I wrap my arms around her and tightly hug my mom.

"Mom?" I pull out and see that she is crying. My mom is strong, she shouldn't cry, she always deserves to be happy. I will try and make my mom smile whenever I can, but I will not tolerate her tears.

"Don't cry mama, you are strong." I say and wipe the tears forming in her eyes.

"Come sweety, let's go. Bob is waiting for you." Mom says and we make our way to the parking.

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" Hi Ana," Bob greets me as I step inside the house,

"Hey Bob, how have you been?" I ask and hug him, which he returns me.

"Stressed." Bob says and gives me a sad smile.

"Don't worry Bob, nothing will happen to mom," I say and give him a reassuring smile.

I prepare lunch for us while mom and Bob are lounging it the sofa outside. I settle for minestrone soup and brie cheese with freshly baked herbs and cheese baguettes. As I am cooking, Christian's thoughts haunt me. Oh how I wish to lay in his arms and just forget about this depression. I really want Christian to come back to me and just hold me until I forget all my worries. I wonder what he is doing right now, probably fucking and whipping some other brunette.

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CHRISTIAN:

I sit back at my desk at GEH, overlooking the Seattle skyline. I miss Ana very badly, why did I whip her? I would've been enjoying our email banter if I didn't punished her. I feel like shit really, I haven't eaten since two days. The physical weakness is tolerable but the emotional pain of losing Ana is not

Someone knocks and I let them in,

"Mr Grey," Andrea says,

"What?" I ask, I just want to be fucking alone right now.

"Your meeting with Thompson and Sons Inc. Starts in five minutes." She says.

"Okay," I say and she goes out. I sag in my chair and want this day to be over as soon as possible. Without Ana, I have no purpose to live in this shitty world. God Grey, what the fuck has happened to you?
My subconscious is right, what is wrong with me? Perhaps this separation is for our own good, I can't give Ana what she wants and she can't give me what I want. Can I give up BDSM and try it her way? Can I win my Ana back and perhaps start slower?

Yes, Grey, do it her way. That's what she wants. Go slowly and give her some time. My subconscious agrees, and together, we devise a plan to win Ana back.

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