Baby girl...

^Checked^ - Chapter Thirty Nine

Amy's POV

"What's the rush baby?" I ask, seperating our lips and running my hand through his hair. He looks up at me, I know somethings up.

"Nothing. I just need to go somewhere in 10 minutes but you're going to make me late." He says, keeping ahold of his grip around my waist.

"Nothing's more important than me and this baby though. So that can wait, surely?" I ask, tilting my head to the side abit. I know I'm being a bitch. But when i want something, I am bound to get it. His face drops, he looks up at me, worrid.

"Of course. But, it's really important. It's for the baby." I smile widely.

I'm glad he has finally got his head around the fact he is going to be a father.

"You're going to be an amazing father, I promise." I smile, pecking his lips and climb off him. I look down at his trousers to see him partly hard. "Are you going to sort yourself out?" I giggle. He shakes his head, chuckling.

"Well, I was hoping you'd do something about it- Considering you caused it." He says, biting his lip. Fuck! Just looking at him makes me go insane.

"That's the answer i was expecting." I smirks, putting all my hair over to my left shoulder and undo his trousers as I lick my top lip.

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"Are you coming back mine? Or are you going home?" I ask him as he grabs his wallet. He walks towards me and puts his hands on my waist.

"I will probabily go home. I will text you later about it. I love you." He says, leaning down. I stand on my toes and peck his lips. He then crouches down and lifts the bottom of my top up. "Stop making mummy feel ill." I giggle as he kisses my stomach. He stands back up and kisses my forehead. I smile and let him make his own way out. He shuts the door and hops into his car.

I have come to realise that i don't hang out with my mates anymore. But, there isn't much a pregnant lady can do. So, I'll just do the usual and sit down and watch TV.

I grab my remote and turn on my netflix. As i wait for it to load, i hear my phone ring from upstairs. I groan and stand up. I climb up the stairs quickly and answer the phone in time before the call ended. No Caller ID?

"Amy?" I hear a female voice as I put the phone to my ear.

"Speaking..." I reply, heading back downstairs. She sounds quiet high pitched. I narrow my eyebrows when I don't hear her speak again. "Hello?" I say, trying to get her attention.

"Oh, hi. Sorry, someone distracted me. My names Chloe. You're Amy right?" She giggles.

"Yes. That's me. I'm sorry, why did you call?" I ask, siting down on the couch and grabbing my blanket. She sighs heavily.

"It's Adym." She says, sniffling. My heart stop for a second. What- "He came into me." I sigh in relief... Wait what?

"Came onto you? Excuse me what?" I say, anger boiling in me. "You're saying he had sex with you?" She sniffs up.

"I tried time stop him. But I was enjo- I tried pushing him away." She cries.

"You enjo- oh you bitch. Calling me to rub shit in. You wait till I see him. And you best hope I don't see your fucking face near me otherwise-" The line goes dead.

I pull the phone back from my ear. You're joking me? I check the number but I can't. It was called on No Caller ID.

He wouldn't cheat... Would he?

Adyms POV

"Are you ready Adym? I'm telling you, you're going to love this. The adrenaline... It's magical." Mike says, patting my back. I place my gum shield in my mouth and put my red gloves on.

I can't believe I'm doing this. If I don't win, I'm fucked.

"Have fun baby! You'll do us all proud!" Chloe squeals, kissing my cheek. I look over at her, brushing it off. "Oh, erm..." She stutters, moving her blonde hair out of her face. "We have a problem." She says, looking nervous.

"What's is it darling?" Her dad asks, holding his ear piece. He gets distracted and turns away talking to someone.

Chloe steps on her toes and leans into my ear, "A-Amy knows about us." My head snaps to her.

"Are you serious?" I say, glaring at her.

"I kinda rang her on No Caller ID and told her the story. I tried to push you off, but you just want-"

"Fuck off." I say sternly. She giggles and stays in the same position. "Get the fuck away before I end up starting the match by break your damn nose." She pauses a second and walks away quickly. My heart beats faster than normal.

If she does know, what about the baby? What if she does something stupid? I can't do this fight. I need to go to her.

I begin to pull my glove off but I get yelled by Mike. "Adym Yorba!"

My mind distracted, I force the glove back on and barge pass the security and head straight down the steps to the ring.

The second I step out, instant voice hits my ears. Cheering and booing. Gary stand in the middle of the ring holding his glove up towards me. I make my way into the ring and look around. As the music stops, and the room goes quiet,Gary takes the mic of Mike and puts his hand on my shoulder. "Some new meat, you don't seem like a challenge. I'd be very surprised if you won. Good luck Adym Yorba." The crowd cheers and he hands the mic back over to Mike.

Amy's PoV

She's got to be lying. Adym isn't like that.

He's always looking after me, taking me out. Meeting me after college- COLLEGE!

When I'm in college, God knows what he's doing. That's where he could have been. With Chloe! Or when he says he's going the gym. He's been with that slag. How dare he! I'm pregnant with his damn child and he has the nerve to go around and do that.

I keep my thoughts contained, not wanting to make any mistakes. I wipe some falling tears and grab my remote, trying to push the thoughts away. I skip through the channels, finding something new to watch. My tv crashes on a channel associated to fighting. I roll my eyes sipping some water next to me. I look down at the glass, as I wait for my shit TV to work again. I look up to see the camera slowly moving around an area? Theatre? It's so laggy I can't make out what it is. It speeds up rapidly, catching up with the live channel.

"Good luck Adym Yorba." Cheering is heard. Your eyes open widely. Adym?

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