Cece's Point of View

"Deuce, what the hell are you doing here?" I asked, calmly.

He clasped his hands together, looking around the room for answers. I didn't want to get mad for the sake of my baby but was this really true? Was Deuce cheating on me?

"I.." He let out a loud breath. "Me and Rocky were just.."

"Having sex? I mean, she is wearing your shirt. I can't believe you'd do this to me, the both of you!" I yelled, crossing my arms over my chest.

Rocky took a step toward me and gave me a look.

"It's not his fault. He needed a distraction and how do we know you're not cheating with Gunther?" Rocky smirked and rolled her eyes.

"Gunther came with me to get my check before I leave the show.." I shook my head in frustration. "How could you do this to me, Rocky?"

"It was fairly easy to convince Deuce and you pushed me away as soon as you found out you were with child." She protested.

"Well, you know what? Keep him." I said.

"Cece, please don't. She means nothing to me, okay?" Decue took a hold of my hands. I tried my hardest to look away from him.

"You don't mean that and I'm serious, Deuce. I'm done here. I'm completely done with you. Enjoy your new girlfriend." My face turned bright red and I could feel tears running down my face.

"Cece, no. I love you, baby." Deuce got down on his knees.

My first insinct was to grab him and hug him to no end but I couldn't. He hurt me and our child. I grabbed Gunther's hand and slammed the door behind the both of us. The slam echoed through my ears. Gunther lead me to the projection and lighting room above the dance floor. He closed the door behind us and I was so sure that nobody would find us. I sat down in one of the chairs and felt more tears stream down my face. Gunther knelt down beside me and pulled up my shirt. I smacked his hand away until I saw what he was doing. He looked up at me with loving eyes.

"Trust me." Gunther said in such a reassuring voice.

He pressed his lips against my stomach and I could feel the baby kick just a bit. I cried even harder. He pulled my shirt down and held me close. It made me feel safe; completely safe.

Deuce's Point of View

I sat on my knees on sure of what to do next. My stomach felt uneasy and I didn't know what to do with myself. Rocky sat on the counter in front of her mirror. My cheeks burned bright red with anger. Nothing but anger. She left me and I let her. I let her walk right out that door. I fucking let her leave. I shouldn't have but she's already gone. I'm giving up on both of them. Our child and Cece.

"Get off the floor, Deuce." Rocky called out.

"Shut up." I whispered.

There was a hard smack on the back of my head.

"What the fuck did you say to me?" She said in a stern tone.

I took to my feet and grabbed Rocky's wrists. Looking up at her, I saw her face go completley blank. With no thinking, I slammed her aginst the wall and pressed my body against hers. She tried so hard to break free of my grip but I just wouldn't let her. Rocky wasn't allowed to leave me now. She just made me lose the best thing for me and she was going to pay.

"Deuce, let go of me! You're hurting me!" Rocky squirmed around trying to get away from me.

"NO! You don't get to just leave me! You just made me lose the best fucking thing for me! She walked right out of that.." I stopped midsentence and threw Rocky towards the door. "DOOR!"

My anger was getting the best of me. I knew it was but I didn't care. Rocky fumbled around with the door knob trying to open it and I could see her shaking. I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her away from it. She started to hit me violently. Rocky threw so many punches and kicks.

"DEUCE! STOP IT! LET ME GO!" Her voice was giving out.

"NO! YOU WANTED ME? NOW YOU HAVE ME!" I yelled.

This had turned into a screaming match. Neither of us wanted to give in but she wouldn't stop fighting. I threw Rocky on the floor. She didn't understand. She didn't know I could be like this. Her breath was heavy and short. I pulled myself on top of her and pinned her onto the ground. The thought of hurting her crossed my mind but I couldn't do that to Rockelle. I just couldn't. Her eyes were filled with fear and I watched as she stared up at me. My head hurt like hell.

"Deuce, please just let me go. Please.." Rocky begged and pleaded.

"I don't think I can do that." I said, holding her arms down.

Gunther's Point of View

I held Cece in my arms tightly and felt her tears roll down my arm. I didn't want her to hurt anymore. She didn't deserve to be hurt by Deuce. As much as I didn't even like being around any of them, Cece was truly a nice girl and I couldn't just let her sit here and cry. I pressed my lips against her stomach once more to calm her down and it actually worked. To know that there was another person paitiently inside of Cece made me smile.

"Gunther.." Cece said, quietly.

"Don't say anything." I begged.

I awkwardly lifted Cece's shirt and pressed my ear against her stomach. I heard an intersting thing, two heartbeats. I pulled away and Cece pulled her shirt down and sat down on the floor beside me. She wouldn't say a word, but she just kept looking at me. Her eyes were an amazing sight. Two pearls of perfection, the way I saw them. We didn't have to say anything because everything that needed to be said, shouldn't have been said.

"So, what are you going to do about the baby?" I asked, trying to fill the empty room.

Cece just gazed at me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me. I hugged her back, reassuringly. She needed to be alright. She looked up at me with a soft, tear-stained face. I pulled my hands up to her face and cupped her cheeks with them. Pulling her toward me was the easiest part. My lips pressed against hers, kindly and sweetly. I pulled away but she came back for another kiss, which was longer than the first one. Her lips were so soft and pink and they were against mine almost magnetically. Cece pulled away this time and smiled at me.

"I'm going to love my child without Deuce." She said, smiling.

I kissed her forehead without thinking and laid back on the floor. Cece did the same and rested her head against my chest. My eyelids became heavy and after that, I could feel myself falling asleep.

Rocky's Point of View

"Deuce, my legs are falling asleep. Please, just let me go?" I begged.

Decue was still sitting on top of me and I was begging him to get off of me. He wouldn't just get off of me. I watched Deuce pull his hands to my waist and pull at my pants.

"What are you doing?" I asked, getting even more frightened.

"Shut up, Rocky. Just shut the fuck up." He whispered.

Deuce pulled himself off of me and went to my dresser. He was looking for something in the drawers. I ran for the door and when he knew her wrapped one arm 'round my waist and pulled my close to him. Deuce was strong but I knew I could've been stronger. I grabbed at his arm and pulled myself away from him. Deuce grabbed my wrist and pulled me down on to the ground. He sighed.

"Rocky, just stop. Alright? There's no getting away from me." Deuce smirked and pulled his other arm around me.

I was sitting up awkwardly and I couldn't get out of Deuce's grip. He had me in his lap and both of his arms were around me. There was something in his hands that I just couldn't find out what it was. Deuce pressed his lips against my neck. I shuddered. It felt so good but I couldn't let myself get too excited. He was hurting me. He kissed me down my neck and I felt lke I was in heaven.

Deuce turned me to face him but I couldn't look him in the eye. Deuce kissed me against the lips. I bit his lip softly, hoping he'd let me go but he didn't. He put his hands against my lips, pressing something else against it. Duct tape. I screamed loudly but it was so muffled it sounded like nonsense.

"Oh, Rocky.." He said, pinning me down on the ground.

He pushed himself on top of me and smiled deviously. I could tell what he was up to. If Deuce thought he was going to do this, he was crazy. My eyes filled with tears as I felt Deuce pull at my pants. He kept pulling them down. I didn't want to. Not this way. I screamed and fought at him. He just kept smiling and pulling at my pants. Deuce's lips traveled down my stomach and around my waist. I kept bucking everywhere, hoping he would just let me go. As soon as Deuce pulled his belt off, tears started to fall down my face. He couldn't take his anger out like this.

"Rocky, I hope you're happy now.." He said, kissing my forehead and pinning my arms down.

A/N: Yeah, I hope you guys enjoy that. I just finished with exams so I should have WAY more time to update now. Debating on if I should make a sequel or not? Anyway, tell me what you think of it... guiseee. Peace.