The Knight.

I frowned. "Dexter?.. That's so lame." I said with a chuckle, rolling over. I hugged a pillow to my chest and yawned. "I need to rest for a few... I'm feeling nauseous again..." I groaned.

I chuckled, and then nodded, I kissed her shoulder. "Would a bath help?" I asked her.

I shrugged. "I don't know.." I answered, glancing up at him.

"Suit yourself." I said softly, kissing her gentle before getting up and heading to the bathroom, Istarted the shower, and stepped in, . Once done, I headed into the bedroom, and changed back into pjs, and I dug through my bag, finding nausea medication. I took it every once ina while from recovering from chemo. I got her some water and handed it to her. "Here babe."

I sat up and took the medicine. "Thanks babe." I said graciously, smiling at him. I got up and changed into one of the other pajama pieces Sydney got me. I brushed my hair and then laid back down, holding my hand out to him.

I took her hand and laid beside her. "How long have you kmown you were pregnant?" I asked her, running my hand though he hair.

"Sydney brought over a pregnancy test the day before the wedding. Then I took a few more, just to make sure." I replied.

"So you found out yesterday? Wow.. what a surprise.." I said, chuckling. Being pregnant sounded bad though, I mean, 9 months of it must get tiring , so I knew I would be there for her, and help in any way that I could to make things easier for her

I smiled and kissed him. "I can't begin to tell you how happy I am. My mom is ecstatic." I whispered.

(What if like, later on, they end up getting in a HUGE fight over something and he ends up getting so mad that he slaps her on the face? Not reallyy hard though. But she gets upset at the fact that he hit her and he feels really bad about it? Just wanna add some drama so it won't get boring lol)

I smiled, and nodded. "Mine is too.. everyone is." I said softly.

(Hmm.. I like it! But maybe he pushes her against the wall, and punches a hole right by her face intothe wall , and it scares her?)

((Okay!))

I smiled and pecked his lips. "I love you, husband." I said with a giggle.

"I love you, Wifey." I said, chucKing, and I closed my eyes. "Im tired dear.. " I said softly, pulling her to me.

"Then sleep." I whispered, snuggling close to him. I closed my eyes, and then slowly fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up, and I groaned as I stretched, and I glanced at the sleeping Annabelle. "Morning." I whispered softly.

I opened my eyes and smiled at him. "Morning..."

She looked very pale, I sat up, and had her do so also. "You feel okay?" I asked.

I nodded. "Yeah.. I'll be okay." I smiled.
((Later on, what should they fight about?))

(Should we skip a little ? And maybe she makesa sly comment or something, and he mumbles something rudex and it escalates from there?)

((Yeah! Like what?..))

(Like he says "dont have to be a bitch about it." Or something.)

2 months later, I wasn't showing yet. That's normal though. We were trying to set up the baby's nursery in a unisex way, since we don't know the gender. I was really stressing out. "No!" I told Jay. "We can't put the damn crib right there.. It looks wrong." I snapped.

"Jesus christ Annabelle, you dont haveto be a bitch about it." I said, in a low voice, still meant for her to hear. I knew shewas moody, but damn!

I glared at him. "Excuse me?" I growled, my eyes flashing. "I'm a bitch? That's a nice fucking thing to say to someone who is carrying your fucking child." I said.

I stood, "My fucking child? Nono, its our child. And just because you are carrying the child, dont mean you can boss people around and be bitchy all the time. Im tired of it Annabelle!" I said, loudly.

I threw the hammer into the toolbox and I turned around and walked over to him, getting in his face. "I wouldn't be this way if you didn't keep doing stupid shit to piss me off!"

"Im trying to fucking help you! But thats impossible because youre never happy now. Always have something negative and snotty to say!" I said, taking a step back from her.

"You know what? Fuck you!" I yelled, my face turning red with rage.

Anger boiled inside me, I pushed her agsinst the wall, nearby her and punched a hole in the wall.. right by her face.. I backed up, and quickly ran out og the room, and outside to my car. I had to cool off.. I skidded away, not knowing where I would go.. I felt terrible..

I watched, horrified, as he ran out. I slowly slid down the wall and sat down, my back hurting for when he pushed me against the wall. Silent tears ran down my cheeks as a million flashbacks ran through my mind. His eyes looked just like Dustin's. That was the first thing Dustin ever did to me. Is he going to turn into him?

(Aww.. )

I felt terrible, I was such a bad person. What came over me? I pulled into a hotel , and got a room. The look in her eyes.. I almost pulled a Dustin on her.. she would never forgive me..

I couldn't tell my family what just happened.. They would murder Jay.. I went and laid in bed, holding my stomach. I need to calm down.. Too much stress could cause a miscarriage..

My anger issues got the better of me, the next two dayswere brutal. I was a mess. I had to go home and talk to her.. so I checked out, and did just that, pulling into the driveway.. I got out, and opened the front door..

I sat in the bedroom, a pillow hugged to my chest. My eyes were red from crying so much. Plus, I felt like shit today.

I looked around the house.. and I slowly opened the bedroom door.. "Annabelle.." I said softly, seeing her there..

I looked up at him, and then turned away so my back was to him. "Go away..."

"No.. we have to talk.. I'm not going anywhere." I said, and I walked over to the bed. "Listen, please?"

I laid down, curled up, and I snuggled with the pillow, my face buried in it so he couldn't see it. "I'm listening." I said, my voice muffled slightly.

"I know, that I probably ruined things between us.. I just need to tell you that I feel terrible for what happened, and that it will never happen again.. its just.. when you said that one thing, I lost it, and.. I didnt mean to hurt you. Words cant describe it.." I said, tears forming in my eyes.

I rose my head slightly. "You know.. Dustin said the exact same thing you're saying now." I glared at him. "What's gonna happen every time we fight huh? You're gonna keep punching holes in the walls? Eventually you're going to miss that wall. And when you do, I'm leaving. I am not going to let myself get hurt again." I wiped the tears that began to form. I got up and grabbed my jacket. "I'm staying at my parent's for a while."

(What if she's mad at him for a while, but something bad happens when she finally comes back home? Like Dustin lived and somehow found out about the pregnancy and he sends someone to break into the house to hurt the baby inside of her? And it's just like the first time it happened, she calls Jay all scared and then once he saves her.. She's not mad at him anymore?)

(Yes!)

I felt the tears forming again, and the mistakes ive made arereally taking a toll on me. "No. You're staying here. Im going back to my hotel." I wuocklt grabbed some clothes, and left, heading to my car, and driving back to where I was before. Planning to stay for a week..