The woman in the ultra sound room squirted gel on my stomach. She moved it around and I looked at the screen. As the woman turned to look as well the door bounced open. We both looked and I saw Mike. I rolled my eyes and went back to the screen. "Can I help you?" the woman asked.
"I'm here for the scan," Mike said quickly.
"He's my husband," I told her.
"Oh, right then," she nodded. We went back to my stomach and she started pointing things out to me on the screen.
"Is everything okay?" Mike suddenly asked.
"Everything is fine. Perfectly healthy baby," she replied warmly.
"So no abnormalities?"
"None at all,"
"You're sure?"
"She's sure," Mike snapped.
"I didn't ask you," I glared.
"I swear, your baby is perfect. Would you like to know the sex?"
"You can tell me now?" I asked.
"Yes," she laughed.
"I want to know," Mike told her.
"I want to know," I added.
"You're having a boy. A healthy baby boy," the woman told us brightly.
"I'm having a boy?" I beamed and she nodded.
"I'm having a son. He's mine," Mike said and rested his hand on my stomach.
"Don't touch me!" I spat.
"You're unbelievable," he muttered.
"Me?! You're the one who hasn't spoken to me in over two weeks," I laughed bitterly.
"I'm finished so if you clean up. I'll be just getting ready for my next patient," the woman said awkwardly.
"Yes, thank you," I smiled. The woman got my notes and hurried from the room. "Look what you've done now," I shot at Mike.
"You always do this! It's all my fault. No it fucking isn't,"
"It normally is!" I snapped. I got up and wiped the gel from my stomach. I walked from the room and he followed me. I handed some forms to the receptionist and started down the hall.
"I don't know what's happened to you, Kay'. I didn't come here to argue, I came here to check on my baby boy," he rushed.
"Then why are you still here? You haven't even looked at me probably lately. Why are you here?"
"I can't look at you. You've been hiding away with Alan,"
"So this is about Alan?"
"It's about you cheating on me,"
"I didn't fucking cheat on you!" I spat.
"Then why are there photos? You kissing him,"
"Do you kiss Tony or Jaime or Vic when you're drunk or high? Yeah. They're your friends like Alan is mine,"
"It's different. You're a girl and he's a guy,"
"You think I'd want Alan more than you? Is that it?" I muttered.
"I don't know," he frowned. "There's so many damn rumours going around now,"
"Like what?" I rushed.
"You cheating on me. You breaking up with me. You getting rid of the baby. You drinking heavy,"
"And you believe all of this shit?" I asked seriously. "It's only started since we came on tour,"
"I don't know what I believe, Kay',"
"Believe that I love you. Trust me," I gasped. A tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away.
"I love you. But I can't, not with all this. It all seems to make sense and I hate it,"
"You don't trust me? Fine!" I exclaimed. "But watch what happens," I cried.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Mike asked seriously.
"That we nearly broke up before. You went moody, partied away your sorrows. Didn't let people know what was happening. That isn't me,"
"So?" he urged.
"People are talking about me. I'm going to give them a reason to talk. At least then it'll be justified,"
"You can't," Mike whispered.
"I'm going to show people how Kayleigh used to be,"
"You're not!" he growled.
"Look out," I laughed. Mike frowned deeply at me and I reached up to him. I kissed him long on the lips before I pulled his ear down to my lips. "I'm sorry, Mike," I muttered before I pulled away. I walked out of the hospital. I hailed a cab and got inside. Mike watched me go and I grinned at him. But as the cab pulled away it went off my face. My bottom lip shivered and a tear rolled down my cheek. I sighed and wiped it away.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? Who's trying to split them up? Will they make up? What do you think will happen? :)