I look down at the paper, with Michael's number written on it.

His writing is messy, but it doesn't matter, as it looks cute, and I can read it clearly.

I take a breath and look left to right. I walk to the door, and close it, then push the chest of drawers in front of it, so that Alex won't be able to get in.

I'm surprised he hasn't chased after me yet, he certainly seemed shocked that I found out about his little game.

I look back at Michael's number. He's my doctor, could I really play this game with him?

He certainly looked like he was asking for that kinda game, when I saw him earlier.

But earlier, I was with Alex. I'm not now.

So I can play that game.

I take out my phone from my pocket, and unlock it. I look back at the paper with Michael's number on it, and begin to dial, pressing the numbers at a slow pace.

I'm nervous. I'll admit that outright.

"Becky! Let me in!"

Alex is shouting at me from the other side of the door.

Hmm, about time he came. The time it took him to chase after me was so long, that just heightens my theory that he doesn't care about me.

I ignore him, looking back at my phone.

"C'mon, Becky. Be a woman, not a mouse. You got two guys to choose from. One that broke your heart, and one that.. might break your heart," I say to myself.

I don't know if Michael really is a flirt, or if Lisa just took random knowledge from her relationship with him, and fed it to me.

"Baby, let me in!" I hear from outside.

Then I hear violent bashes at the door, maybe even the other side of the wall, too.

He's desperate to see me, isn't he?

"I'm telling ya, I'm not cheating!"

Alex is so lying, right now. Lisa told me herself.

The bashing of the door comes again, then a muffled cry of anger and sadness from Alex.

"Let me in!" he demands.

I'm not taking his lies, and I certainly am not giving him any sympathy.

I still have my phone in my hand, all I need to press is the green phone button to start the call, then I'm over Alex.

"I'll bash this door down if I have to! Please, let me in!" Alex's muffled threats are ringing in my ears.

Go away already, man!

"Leave me alone!" I demand at last.

Then, the door is bashed violently on the other side, and the chest of drawers falls to one side, and the door opens.

I jerk back in shock, as Alex storms into the room. Alex approaches me, making me drop my phone out of my hand.

I land on the floor, and crawl back up to my wardrobe, trying to find where the phone dropped.

Alex follows me, forcing his foot down on my back, and making my whole body lie down on the ground.

"Hey, what's this all about?!" I cry in shock.

Alex chuckles, before lifting his foot from my back, and allowing me to stand up.

"It was just to keep you in the room, but look, listen, I'm not cheating on you, baby. I wouldn't do that, when we're meant to have our perfect lives together," he says sorrowfully, resting his hand on my shoulder.

I'm not taking this. I slap his hand away from me, and proceed to look for my phone.

"Whatchu looking for, huh?" he asks.

I look desperately for my phone.. and Michael's number.

Where is Michael's number?

"It's none of your damn business!" I protest, getting on my hands and knees to search some more.

"I just asked you a question, what are you looking for?" he asks louder, but yet I still ignore him.

He takes a hold of my arm and forces me up off the ground, making me stand so closely opposite him, that our noses are close to touching.

Alex gazes into my eyes, but I'm not that stupid. I snap him out of his trance by slapping his face, and letting myself free.

"And what was that for?" he asks angrily.

"For being an ass! You got me pregnant, we're meant to be having a baby together, and now you go and cheat on me, behind my back, with my doctor's wife? That hurts, Alex! That hurts!" I scream, still trying to find Michael's number, and my phone.

It must have gotten really buried or something.. I can't find either of them.

"And what about the baby, huh? How's it gonna feel, knowing its mother believes I'm a liar, when she's lying to herself!" Alex retorts.

"But I'm not lying to myself! You're lying to us both! You're such a liar that you even fool yourself! Now, if you don't mind, I'm packing my bags, and me and the baby are coming out of your life! It seems you can have your perfect life with someone other than me, aren't you a lucky boy?!" I pack more clothes into my bag, whilst keeping an eye out for my phone and the number.

"You can't take this baby out of my life! It's mine!" Alex growls.

"Well, take it to the judge! See if I care! For now, we're both gone, ok? Both gone!"

I finish up packing my stuff, and I start to focus on finding that damn number.

I look under the chest of drawers, but it isn't there. The inside of the wardobe, not there.

"I'll ask this one more time. What are you looking for?!" Alex asks, his voice is louder, a shout.

I look his way, having had no success in finding either of the things I need.

"I'll say this one more time. It's none of your business, leave me alone, and let me get out of your life already."

I say it calmly, but Alex is clearly not as calm as me. He takes a hold of my wrist, and I scream out in shock.

"Let me go! I said, let me go!" I demand in fright.

Alex does no such thing.

"We're gonna have our perfect life together, a'right? We're gonna have this baby, we're gonna get married, and travel the world! And no Lisa chick will get in our way!" he vows slyly.

I wriggle to get free, but Alex is too strong.

"No part of my perfect life involves you!" I scream.

"That's where you're wrong, my lady. You're gonna be my girl, that's final!"

"No! I'm not doing this! Go and enjoy your life with Lisa, cos I don't want you, ever! Alright? So leave me alone!" Alex finally lets me go, but I can barely move.

I'm scared that, if I move, I'll die.

Alex is giving me the evil eyes.

"You can't get out of my life, because of the baby. That child is mine, I have a right to see it once it's born, you can't stop that," Alex's tone is more calm now.

But the way he looks is far from the same.

"I can get some sorta restraining order. I don't want you to come anywhere near me, or the child."

Ok, so that seems a little drastic in this situation, but it'll give him more of an idea on how angry I am.

"Oh, what? What exactly will this restraining order say? 'Oh, Alex Measures can't go near Becky Summers cos he had an affair'.."

His voice trails off. Busted.

"So you admit it yourself, huh? Who's the liar, now?!" I scream.

Alex's face is priceless now. He's both shocked and annoyed, with anger there too.

I look around, and finally find my phone under the bed. I take my phone, but where's the number?

"So that's what you were looking for, huh? Your phone? Why didn't you just say that, hmm?" Alex asks in an annoying, sarcastic tone.

I give him the evils. The number is showing on the screen still.

"And who's number is that, huh? Certainly not mine. There's a lotta 7s in it," Alex asks.

Crap, why'd he have to see the number?

"It's my doctor. Y'know, the doctor who's wife you're cheating on me with, basically," I say sharply.

Alex shoots me a dirty look.

"So, you're allowed to talk to other boys, but I'm not allowed to talk to other girls?" he growls.

"No! Cos Michael is more of a man than you ever will be!"

It suddenly comes out. I didn't even stop those words from coming out my mouth.

Alex stares at me.

"So his name's Michael, is it? And how would you know this, I thought it was all, ahem, let me get it right, 'strictly confidential,' am I wrong?" he asks in anger.

I look to the side, before answering.

"Yeah, his name's Michael. Why does it matter? Even if I walked into his room and did with him what I used to do to you, you shouldn't care. You've gone all the way with Lisa, I bet," I retort.

Why did I say that? Now Alex looks angrier than ever.

I wanna call Michael.

"Oh, so you wanna go to him? Fine. Go, you'd be doing me a favour. Just make sure you don't come back with our child. I never wanna see either of you, ever," he says slyly.

I take a breath, and turn my back on Alex for a brief second.

I'm so stressed right now, I tell you. I could easily rip my hair out. Two months pregnant, single, at least for now, and nowhere to live.

What am I doing with my life?

"So go on, then. Get out," Alex says.

I stand still for a moment more, then turn my head to face Alex.

"I'll have a much better life without you," I say quietly.

"And I'll have a perfect life without you. Now get out of my house," he demands.

I bend down to get my bag from the floor.

"I said get out!" Alex growls again.

Sorry, can't help taking a moment to get my bag, jeesh.

"I'm going!" I growl, getting on my hands and knees to search one last time for the number.

I need Michael's number.

"Are you off your rocker? OUT!"

And with that, he kicks me in the back, with such violence that I fall fully to the floor, dropping my phone.

I feel a sharp pain in my stomach, which only grows more and more, into pain I've never experienced before.

I scream out, this doesn't feel like a kick in the back.. this is more.

"Get out!" Alex demands for the millionth time, forcing me up off the ground and throwing me into the hallway.

I fall to the floor, clutching my stomach in agony.

This isn't a pain that was caused by Alex's violence.. the pain is indescribable, I can't move.

It doesn't help having Alex kicking me every chance he gets.

"Stop!" I cry in agony, wanting the pain to go.

Alex comes to meet me in the hallway, I'm lying on the floor, trying desperately to stop this pain.

"Oh, dear, looks like Becky got herself into a little trouble.." Alex says mockingly, before bending down at my side, leaning his head close to mine. "I guess this'll teach you for being a bad girl.."

He kicks me in my stomach, right where my child is.. the child.. the child!

Just then, a load of people enter the room, all dressed in white, swarming round me.

They're nurses, doctors and paramedics.. how'd they get here?

I don't care, I'm in too much pain. I can barely breathe!

"Help me!" I cry out, hoping one of them will end my pain.

One person carries me off, somewhere, I'm assuming an ambulance.

I don't know what's happening to Alex.

My stomach is hurting more and more, I'm losing the will to live with this pain.

I open my eyes just wide enough to see who's in the ambulance with me.. no.. no..

"Michael..?" I ask weakly. Michael smiles and strokes my face.

"The very same."

"How did you.."

I stop to let the pain settle for a moment. It isn't working.

"You called me, and I answered. I heard everything you and Alex said to each other. The call's been connected for at least 15 minutes. I called the ambulance and checked your address on the record system at work."

"That's about when he came into my room.. I dropped the phone!"

The pain takes over, making my last words louder than the others.

Michael tries to give me some sorta drugs, but they help a total of nothing.

I scream again, louder, in agony.

"Calm down, Becky, it'll make it worse if you get stressed!" Michael cries in worry.

Wow, he's only my doctor. Not my husband or something. But I'll take his advice.

I try not to scream, and I take deep breaths to try and reduce the pain.

I can't be giving birth now, right? I've only been pregnant for 2 months!

We get to the hospital, finally, and I'm taken somewhere, I don't know where.

But I feel cold on my stomach. Maybe they're scanning to make sure the baby's alright.

Michael's still here, not for a moment has he left. He's standing by, the only friend I have here. The pain is still going strong.

"Becky, take deep breaths, we're checking the baby," Michael says calmly.

I do as I've been instructed and breathe, just breathe.

Two hours later

The pain has gone now. It's all gone. Michael is sitting with me, making sure I'm ok.

And I am ok, just from his presence.

He's so sexy, it's unreal. When he was worried for me, that was so nice. Doctors should be that way, it's their job.

I'm sitting, in my little hospital bed, talking to Michael.

"You heard everything?" I ask. Michael nods.

"Yes, even the part that Lisa is cheating. And I heard that Alex is cheating.. and.. that isn't right," he says.

"I'm sorry about that.. I wish I coulda told you sooner, but after everything with Alex I just.. he really caught me off guard," I reply.

"I understand. Hey, the nurse should be back any moment to tell you how the baby's doing!" Michael says.

I nod. "Its first scan."

As if Michael can predict the future, the nurse comes in this very second.

He's wearing green clothing, like a surgeon wears, but no mask.

He comes and sits on the bed by me, and I look at him, waiting for his report on my child.

"So, how is my baby?" I ask with a faint smile.

Its first scan is a big thing, I hope it's all good.

"Well.. is it correct that Mr. Measures assaulted you earlier today?" the nurse replies. I nod.

"Yes, but I've kicked him out of me and the baby's life, forever."

My tone is serious, but I'm pleased that this is the outcome.

"So that's true, then. Alright," the nurse looks down at the floor.

"So.. how's my child?" I ask once more.

The nurse lifts his head back up, a look of guilt glinting in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Miss Summers.. but you suffered a miscarriage earlier today. It was caused from the trauma on your body. I'm so sorry. You've reached the end of your pregnancy."

The words hit me like a killer blow to the face.

My world has collapsed.

He just said those words, didn't he?

My child, that part of me that was going to save me.. is gone.

And All because of Alex.