Reunite

Chapter 25

"What the hell is going on?", He barged his way through and started pacing around my living room.

"Good to see you too, what's wrong with you?", He looked up and gave me a blank stare, he was furious.

"What's wrong with me? I told you, Anastasia. I told you that I fucking want to kill him.", I heavily sighed and folded my arms, how would he know about Rory so soon and why would he be here when he was in Seattle?

"You're speaking in riddles?", He stormed towards me and grabbed my wrist tightly.

"He fucked up my office, I'm so fucked.", He gripped the ends of his hair and heavily sighed.

"Who did?", I asked, now I was totally confused.

"Rory. My files on my computer are wiped, everything has gone, absolutely everything.", I wiped my face and saw the disappointment in his face.

"How do you know it's him?", I questioned, Christian almost sarcastically laughed and sat on the arm of the chair.

"It doesn't take a genius. He beat my dad, vandalised the playroom and now this.", He gulped, I walked over slowly and kneeled infront of him.

"Did this happen today?", He sighed and trapped my hand between his hand and thigh.

"Yes. Must have, everything was fine yesterday night when I left. What does he want?", I shut my eyes tightly and the words blurted out.

"He wants me. He told me today. He wants me.", Christians eyes widened, I continued. "He wanted me. That's why he wants to hurt me, he wants to take away what we have.", Christian immediately stood and began pacing again.

"You saw him! Why didn't you ring the police, why didn't you?", He grabbed either side on my shoulders and I winced. His nostrils flared and he almost ripped my jacket off, he pulled my sleeves up and instantly glared at me.

"Wasn't going to tell anyone? Do you love him?", I gasped and pulled my sleeves back down.

"No!", I bellowed.

"Then why do you want to protect him?", He was ten times louder than me, I wiped my face and pushed his chest hard.

"Because you are in on this.", His mouth fell open, he raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

"What do you mean I'm in on this? Is this what he told you, Anastasia?", His voice was almost a whisper compared to his last words.

"He said that you weren't the person I thought you was. He told me that you were setting everything up, leaving doors unlocked and knowing there was a photographer on the beach in Italy.", Christian didn't say anything, he sat slowly on the sofa and looked up at me.

"Do you think I would put you in danger? I won't lie. I thought of setting him up and hoping he'd fall into a trap but you were my number one concern, I couldn't have you hurt again.", I sat down opposite him and broke down.

"I'm so sorry.", I only managed a whisper, I sniffled and kept my head down.

"How could you think I would do that to you, baby.", As soon as he spoke I broke down fully, he kneeled down in front of me like I did before and grabbed my hands.

"Don't hate me.", He sighed and wiped my tears away.

"Never. Come here.", He kissed my soft lips slowly and I rested my head on his shoulders.

"I don't know what is going on anymore. I'm so confused, his going to come down on us hard, Christian.", I eventually stopped crying and wiped my face.

"Everything will be fine.", I stood up and paced around the room, I almost held myself and wrapped my arms tightly around my stomach.

"Really? Then why am I scared to step foot outside the door? Why am I constantly thinking of texting you to see if you are ok? Why should we keep saying things are fine when they are not?", He stood up slowly and walked towards me.

"I will change that. I can promise you, I just need you to stay calm, please.", I felt the tears building up once more.

"I can't go through it again, you cannot get hurt again.", I mumbled quickly, he sighed heavily and grabbed my hands and placed them on his chest.

"I'm right here.", He kissed me gently and rested our foreheads together.

"I'm hungry.", Christian chuckled and kept our hands tightly intertwined.

"Go and run yourself a bath, I'll order.", He kissed me once again and I eventually started walking towards the bathroom.

I pushed my plate of leftovers away and heavily sighed, Christian looked up from his plate and raised his eyebrows.

"You ok?", I placed my hand over my mouth and shook my head.

"I feel so sick.", He half smiled and finished his food.

"Anastasia, from what I can imagine I think you have overdone it on alcohol and now Indian.", I quickly jumped up and sprinted as fast as I could to the bathroom, I fell down and puked down the toilet. Christian's footsteps were quickly behind me, he grabbed my hair and roughly tied it up.

"Oh god.", I whispered, my head was spinning and I could smell the repulsive stench I had thrown up.

"What am I going to do with you?", He stated as he slowly rubbed large circles on my back, he flushed the chain and ran another bath. I glanced over and took a deep breath, I watched as the room kept getting darker and darker until I was engulfed in darkness.

I slowly woke up to a bright light shining down. I wiped my eyes and my vision was blurry, I looked around and saw a nurse who was now becoming much clearer.

"Why am I here?", The nurse spun around and smiled instantly.

"Good afternoon, Miss Steele. How are you feeling?", She questioned, she grabbed the board at the end of the bed and checked my eyes with her torch.

"I've been better. Why am I here?", She wrote something down on her board.

"Follow the light. Food poisoning, you are on the mend now.", I heavily sighed and shut my eyes?

"Where is my boyfriend?", I questioned, suddenly the door opened and there he was holding two bottles of water.

"She's been asking for you.", He nodded and placed the bottles down. "You are looking good Ana, probably keep you in on the drip and discharge you tomorrow morning. I'll give you some time.", She almost wore a nervous smile and almost rushed out.

"Hey.", My throat was hoarse, he sat by my bedside and handed me the water. I studied him carefully and noticed the black circles under his eyes, I ran my thumb under them and watched him almost pull away.

"Ana.", He heavily sighed, he stood up slowly and gulped.

"What's wrong?", He folded his arms.

"Hyperemesis gravidarum.", I raised my eyebrows and tried to understand the words he was saying.

"English please.", He sat at the end of the bed and watched the window, he glanced over and covered his mouth.

"Anastasia. You are pregnant."

Happy weekend.

Big big big love to everyone who showed huge support for the last chapter, was so fun to write! 

This one above is a filler chapter so expect a lengthy one in the next two weeks. 

Expect all the immense things that's occurred in this story to be chucked in a huge bowl, I'll be mixing😉

Stay happy. Stay great. Stay reading.