Fifty Shades Freed

Cheating???

I thought I was scared of Christian. But I'm not. Well, I am scared to tell him the one thing. That I'm pregnant. It's been about a week since the attack. The police have been breathing down my back consistently. Thank god Christian was back because if he wasn't, I'd commit suicide. Like seriously.
"Christian?" I say eating dinner.
"What is it Ana?" Christian answered his mouth full of goo from the food.
"I'm... I'm pregnant." I say looking at my food. Somehow, I feel full when I barely ate anything.
It got dead silent for a few minutes. "You gonna say anything?"
I looked up and he opened his mouth to speak and closed it. "I... you didn't use the pill did you?"
"I forgot." I frowned then looked down.
"Ana? I was going to give you the world..." he went on. "Will you choose the baby over me?"
How dare he?! "Yes. I would. That's what good parents do Christian!" I yelled at him getting tears in my face.
"I have to go," Christian got up really fast, scrapping the floor while doing it.
"Go where?" I asked him while dabbing my mouth then getting up.
"Anywhere but here." He grabbed his coat then left.
I sat on the floor weeping. I probably sat there for about 30 minutes crying. Then I decided to call Mia. It rang two times and Mia picked up.
"Mia?" I say crying.
"Ana? What happened?" Mia asked. Concern rising in her voice.
"I told Christian. Come to Escala. He left," I say into the phone. I end the call and throw my phone. It broke into baby pieces.
I cried even harder. How dare him? He leaves when I am at the most vulnerable stage ever. Of course I'm going to choose this baby over him. That's what sane parents do. I can't believe he would ask that.
I rub my hand on my stomach. "We are gonna be fine Baby." I rubbed where it should be in my stomach. A tear fell down my face.
I heard the door knob fumble and keys jingle. I got so scared so I backed up into a room. I turned on the light and it was none other than the red room.
I heard the person come in and close the door behind them.
"Ana?" Mia called out.
I opened the door then ran down the stairs into Mia's arms before Mia even saw me.
She rubbed her hand through my hair. It kinda calmed me down some.
"Ana? Will you tell me what's wrong?" Mia asks. "It's christian. He left me," I cry into her shoulder.
"Christian? My brother? He would never do a thing like that. What did he tell you?" Mia sat down and brought me down.
"He said to me that he wanted to give me the world, and this wasn't it. He also said would you choose the baby over him. I said yes. That's what good parents do. And he just left. I don't know what I did," I cried in her arms.
"That's What Christian does best. When stuff gets to hard for him, he usually bails out. It's not you Ana. It could never be you," Mia says as she hugs me.
I feel tears burst from my eyes.
She calms me down some and I fall asleep in her arms.
I wake up to Mia yelling at someone.
I blink and see that it is Christian. I get up and run my eyes and look again.
I walk to the bathroom to use it. I don't even look back at Christian.
I slam the door and lock it.
"How could you do that to her Christian?" Mia yells.
"I am drunk. I don't have time for this." Christian says. I hear footsteps all the way to the bedroom with Mia running up to him. After I'm done I open the door and see Christian push and slap Mia across the face. I run to her defense. I push her behind me.
"How dare you Christian? You get drunk because you can't handle it? And then you come home thinking everything was going to be fine? Well it's not. And then you gonna slap Mia across the face? Christian what has gotten into you??" I walk right past him not even looking back. Mia followed me and I went into the guest bedroom.
"Here, Mia. You can sleep here for the remainder of the night. I will deal with Christian. You go to sleep. Don't think about it," I make the bed as neat as I can. I pat it and Mia sits on it. Mia is a strong girl. She isn't even crying. I even heard the slap but she isn't crying. I'm proud of my baby sis.
I go out to the living room and find him sleeping. I kick his foot and he jults up. "What was that for?" A very drunken Christian says.
"I want to talk," I say coldly.
"Ok. Sit down then," he pays his seat next to him.
"Id rather not," I snapped back.
"Listen, I am sorry. I really am. I shouldn't have left you like that. It was uncalled for and I probably won't remember anything you say or I say in the morning because I'm drunk. so I'm going to bed," Christian gets up and goes to the bedroom, leaving his phone on the coffee table.
Buzzz. His phone buzzed. I saw the light of his phone from the corner of my eye. I look at it.
I had a fun time tonight. Maybe you should come over more often.
-Elena