Surprise Attack

…Jenna POV…

I look at myself in the mirror while holding my hand over my stomach. Tears start to roll from my eyes and run down my cheeks. I can see the tiniest of bump, but it is this little bump that will bring me and the real man I love back together. But I pray, and god, do I pray that our little bump is still okay. And so do I pray that he is still too.

But I fear that Brendan has not grown white-hot from anger again.

He just got off the phone speaking to Tyler. I don’t understand why he speaks to him, but when I do, all I get is smacked around.

Though something else now has him in a flat spin as he is worriedly speaking to someone on the phone where he is sitting in the lounge.

Then all of a sudden, I hear him smashing what I assume is the phone on the kitchen counter. He is about to come in here, and god, I cannot take it if he hits me again. But he only comes in walking and looks at me where I am lying on the bed.

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