Chapter 11

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Anastasia's POV:

I look at him with confusion. Something he knows that I don't?

"You are so funny!" I tilt my head back and laugh. "You seriously think you know something that I don't? How long have you known him? Three days?" I put my elbows on the table on rest my chin on my knuckles. "How long do you think I've known him?"

"I don't know?" He's deep in thought before he says. "Three years."

"Wrong." I am amused by this whole who-knows-him-best game. "Five years."

"Good for you...? But I actually do have something to say."

"Sure." I smirk. "Tell me what you know."

"Christian is cheating on you." The smile fades as quick as it came. It's replaced with shock, confusion, and most of all sadness.

"You-- You're lying. Christian is the most amazing man I have ever met. He is kind and loyal, he would never do this!"

"I saw him the other day with a woman. I had a clear view since I lived right across from the woman." He places his hand on top of mine. "I'm so sorry."

I try to acknowledged everything he's saying before an awkward question.

"What were they doing?"

"You sure you want to know? I mean this is your husband we are talking about..."

"Of course! He is my husband..."

"He was opening a small package with his teeth, a condom I'm guessing. I went back to working for a while before looking again. They were doing the straddle position. You know, the one where the woman is on top of the man, and she goes up and down--"

"I know what that is!"

"Of course you do. I'm sure you have done it a lot of times." I look at him with confusion. "You know..." He looks at my stomach then back at me. "To make that." He air quotes the make. God who does he think he is? He doesn't go up to a woman and explain sex positions and tell her this is how your baby was made.

"What did she look like?" I say asking the most inevitable question.

"She was blonde and wore a slutty dress." My hearts leaps in my throat. Elena. Without excusing myself, I leave the table and I call Christian.

*You've reached Christian Grey's voicemail. I am unavailable at the moment so please—*

I call him again a couple times before he picks up.

"Ana. Is everything alright?"

"Oh, don't you ask me that." I start. "Where the hell are you?"

"I— I'm busy right now... do you need anything? Why are you calling?"

"Where the hell are you?!" My patience is wearing off.

"I'm busy right now, what the fuck do you need!" With that, I hang up. Why isn't he telling me? Well of course not! He's not going to go Hey, I'm fucking Elena right now!
I go to my blocked contacts and find Elena's number. The silence on the line is infuriating. It sends me to her slutty voicemail.

*Heyyy! You have reached Elena Lincoln, stripper and hairdresser. Stripper babes, press 69. Losers who want to schedule an appointment, hang up and get your ass over to our salon. Bye...!*

Shit! Christian's twin, whatever his name is, is right. Fuck, I hate it when I'm wrong. Shocked, I almost fall to my knees but Dylan catches me.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." He says. He waits a little while then gently carries me to a seat. Still in shock, I let myself cry.

"Why would he do this?" I say. "We have worked so hard and built this relationship based on trust."

"I don't know, but it was a shitty move..."

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The elevator rings and I watch as the door open to reveal Christian reading a magazine.

"Hey." Does he seriously think he can talk to me after what he did?!

I don't say anything and he comes to embrace me, arms wide open. I push him away and he looks at me with confused eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Again, I push him and walk right past him. He doesn't deserve anything. He walks a couple feet behind me, and I rush to the Red Room. I enter it and lock the door so that Christian doesn't come in. He starts getting mad and pounds at the door.

"Ana! Open the fuck up!"

I go to the couch, like the first time, and pull a blanket over me. The last thing I here are Christian's footsteps fading away.


A Month Later


It's been a month now that Christian and I have avoided each other. The only time I have actually been outside were for dinner time, to take some fresh air, and to shower.

"Mrs. Grey?" I wake up from my light nap to Mrs. Jones voice. "Dinner is served. Pork chops with a side of mixed vegetables."

"Thank you..." I say. "I will be right there."

I wait for her footsteps to walk away before unlocking the door to see my husband's exhausted face in front of mine. I try to turn around and lock myself for the thousandth time in this horrible room, but Christian's hand grasps my wrist.

"Wait..." He starts. "I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have gotten as mad as I did." I look at him, raising an eyebrow. "But we have to forgive each other..."

"Are you fucking serious?!" I shout. "You want me to forgive you after everything that you have done?"

"Yes! Because if you haven't noticed, we have a baby on the way! This is not both mentally and physically good for you! You could end up hurting her... Is that what you want?"

"Are you-- Are you actually, goddamn it Christian, asking me if I want to purposely hurt our child?!"

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"Sure--"

"Ana." He exhaled forcefully. "Please. This has been going on for far to long."

I stare at him angrily. After a while, I finally give up.

"For the baby. That's the only, the ONLY reason I forgive you."

The side of his mouth curls into a smile. I try to smile back, but I just can't... He hurt me too much.

"Come on, dinner's going to be cold." He holds his arm out and I forcefully take it. I put my other hand on my stomach and we walk to the dining room.

He pulls out a chair for me but I feel a very strong menstrual cramp in my lower stomach. I squint my eyes shut and as I open them, I notice a liquid on the floor. I look up at Christian and I know he's thinking what I'm thinking.

"I think my water just broke..."


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