Author's Note: Hi all again. Okay I wanted to say that with everyone who was confused over the previous chapter that is understandable as that wasn't the proper chapter that was supposed to be posted. The one that was posted was a rough draft that I had fixed up and adjusted two or so days ago. I'm not very good when it comes to technology and that was a clear demonstration of it. I will post up the chapter that was supposed to be there for you guys, so that you can go back and re-read it and tell me what you think. Now onto this chapter. I tried to make it longer as I know that's what you all were wanting from what I read of your reviews. I struggle with length as I worry that I'm dragging things on for too long. I do hope that you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 3:

I can hear footsteps coming towards the bedroom, I quickly scurry back to the bed and act like I haven't heard a single thing. The footsteps are heavy and sound like they are approaching with such anger.

The door swings open with Christian standing in the frame of the door. He face filled with anger as he looks around the room searching for me. His jaw tightening when both of our eyes meet with each other.

"You're just lucky that she missed the spot that she was aiming for. You should also be thankful that my mother doesn't live as far away as the hospital, who knows what kind of state you would be in at the moment," Christian's tone is confusing, is he concerned for my well being or is he just making a point to make me feel guilty over what happened?

"Not like you would of even cared, Christian!" I hiss

"What makes you think that I wouldn't care, I haven't ever stopped caring about you!"

"You left, you stormed out so fast of the apartment that it seemed like you were never going to return. If you even, for one second cared, you wouldn't of left like that!"

"I left for the right reason! I was gone for two hours max, that means nothing!" Both of us yelling and screaming at one another to get our point spoken and heard.

Christian takes a step forward, shortening the space that's between us. I step back in retaliation. Christian tilts his head to the side showing that he is confused. The last thing I want is for him to touch me after what he has caused because of him running off.

"Christian, don't!"

"What's wrong, why are you doing this?"

"Have you not been listening at all? Has your thick skull not processed through what you have done! This is a clear demonstration that you really aren't as smart as everyone says you are!" I'm furious at this point, he never listens!

"Ana, I was gone for two hours! I left due to anger and a way to clear my head, I didn't 'leave',"

"No matter what you say, Christian, it won't change the fact you left your pregnant wife in a time of need and nearly have her killed because once again you go running back to your Mrs Robinson!"

Christian's eyes tighten straight when I mention Elena. He knows that I despise her but he always goes behind my back to do what he pleases. It's really starting to get on my nerves!

"Elena is just a friend, Ana. I've told you that so many times before! I love you and I didn't intend her coming here to hurt you. You know that I wouldn't allow that," Christian takes another step forward, now cornering my in the corner so that I have no exit.

"Christian, get away from me! You left me and I'm never going to forgive you for it. If you think that you can just come in here and sweep me off my feet or something with out caring about what you did to me, then you can think again. Just get out of my way and leave me alone!"

"Anastasia, please,"

"I said no, Christian!" Christian's glare stiffens whilst looking at me. As he turns on his heel and starts to walk to the door, he turns his head back a little to see if I was looking at him or going to say anything to make him return. This time I'm sticking to my word and I'm going to be the one in control and who has the strength now. I'm not backing down.

I look over to the clock in the corner of the room to see that it's two o'clock in the morning. The thought of being up this late brings me to yamn and to start feeling tired. I work over to the bed and place myself under the covers. The thought of being in an apartment with Christian, battling so many different problems, brings me to think, should I stay or should I leave from all this?

"Good morning, Mrs Grey. Would you care for some Granola for breakfast, or would you like some pancakes this morning?"

"Some Granola have you have any please?" I don't know why I asked 'if she had any' of course she would have some, the cupboards are filled with everything nearly every day. We are never out of food. All thank to Christian's eating fetish.

Once I finish my breakfast, I leave the table and head to the bathroom. On my way there I walk past Christian's study. As I walk by I can briefly head Christian talking on the phone. I presume it would be for work purposes but I stand by the door and try and listen just in case there was some sort of problem or danger happening.

"I can't get you out yet. You haven't been issued bail just yet... I know it's going to be hard in there but... No no I said I would try... What you did won't get you out of there just so fast, you know that?... I know I know, I will continue to try and help... Yes I promise,"

Who was Christian talking to? That didn't sound quite like work related business I thought? His words were scrolling through my head, trying to match up his sentences to something that would match with what he was saying...

He was talking to her... It all makes sense! He is talking to Elena! How dare he! He knows what she did to me, then he goes behind my back and calls her? Christian just continues to hurt me over and over. Why does he not learn. God, can't he just listen to me for once and not contact her!

I storm into the study, whilst he is in mid conversation on the phone. I glare at him with fury and filled with anger. His eyes skims over to me and then turns away, not acknowledging my anger and presence right in front of him. My inner goddess of jealousy kicks in unexpectedly and walks over to Christian, takes his phone and hangs up on the call. My anger continuing to build up by the second.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Christian!"

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