Don't own FSOG.
CPOV
Fuck it has been three weeks since the shit storm started. Everyone and their fucking mother has an opinion about our relationship. One plus has been that every fucking show has sold out as soon as the tickets went on sale. Shit most venues we had to add another show. We're in Chicago for six fucking shows.
I will be the first to admit that I could have lived without all this shit but I'd do it all again to have Ana. Let me tell you there is nothing sexier then seeing her hand with the rings that show the world she is mine.
I hear her out in the kitchen I turn my head to see the time and see it's already eleven. Rolling out of bed and walk my naked ass out to sed what she's doing. The minute I see her standing there in one of my t-shirts and nothing else my cock goes rock hard. Within seconds I'm behind her, hands on her hips, and my mouth on her neck. She rolls her head to the side giving me room to work her neck. She moans when I run my hand under her shirt and cup her heavy tits.
"Ahhh" is all I get when I pull her nipples.
"You like that baby? You like me playing with your big titties?" She nods but I bite her neck.
"Fucking answer me." She moans when I pull harder.
"Yes I love it." She replys all breathless and husky.
"I'm glad to hear that baby. Now what's for breakfast?" I ask as I remove my hands from her shirt. She spins around glareing at me.
"What the fuck Chris?" I wrap my hand around her throat and back her up against the counter.
"I won't fucking tell you again watch your fucking mouth. I will fuck you when I'm good and ready to and not a moment before. Now breakfast?" I ask as I release her. It's not that I don't want her because fuck I do. It's just that last night I fucked her pretty hard and I'm sure she has to be a bit tender.
After a oatmeal and fresh fruit breakfast I sit down to watch sone television since I have a couple hours before I need to do sound check. She sits next to me. Out of the corner of ky eye I see she reading some book and listening to music if the earphones give anything away. Finding nothing to watch I decide to see what's going on online. I grab my ipad and start to play poker when my phone beeps. Picking it up I see it's a Google alert. Great what now I know jt has this do with me since that's the only alerts I have set up. As soon as I start reading it I see red.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" I throw my phone across the room.
Ana jumps up looking terrified.
"What's wrong?"
"Those motherfucking assholes think they can say what ever the fuck they want and there not be any repercussions. How dare they fucking spew that shit. They'll be lucky I don't fucking ruin them all." I keep pacing back and forth.
"Chris? What's going on?" I back her up against the wall feeling my rage building.
"What's going on? WHAT'S GOING ON? Apparently my fucking wife was seen coming out of Reese Valentine's dressing room. Why were you there Anastasia?" She doesn't say as anything.
"Fucking answer me why were you there?"
"His stylist asked me if I could assist him when she went to a dentist appointment when we were in Detroit. I didn't think it was that big of a deal since you were on stage it was only a few minutes."
"Not that big of a deal. Really? You are my wife not his fucking servant."
"You are over reacting it was nothing honestly." She rolls her eyes and it pushes me over the edge. I do something I have never done in my life I backhand a woman. I watch her head snap to the side and then she grabs her face.
"Fuck!" I pull my hair
She tries to back away from me with tears running down her face.
"Don't." I demand she stops.
"Please the baby." My eyes narrow.
"Ahh yes the baby. I have a question for you. Is the kid even mine or is it his. Or fuck have you been fucking another man besides us. Because apparently I'm not enough for you. Huh? Am I going to need to do a paternity test to make sure it's mine? Seriously Ana I never once thought of you as a whore but maybe I have been wrong all along. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Your mom was a teenage slut fuck I guess at least you waited a few years."
"Please don't hold your true feelings back. Is that how you really think if me?" She asks sniffling and sobbing.
"Let's call a spade a spade and a whore a whore." With that I leave just needing to get away from her before I do worse then what I've already done.
APOV
I can't stop looking at the door he walked out of. It's been hours and he still isn't back. I changed into sweatpants and a hoodie because I felt so exposed. When I was changing I caught sight of the bruise starting on my cheek. I don't know what to do. I have never been hit by anyone in my life ever.
Placing my hands on my belly and start talking to the little life growing inside me. The life that we made together. The life that was made out of love.
"Hey little one it's your mommy. I'm so sorry I promise everything will ok." God I hope that's true.
Where are you Chris?
CPOV
I walked around for a few hours until I found a little hole in the wall bar. That's when the drinking started as did the questions. Like did she fuck him? Is that his baby? Does she even love me? Why wasn't I enough? How did we go from making love all night last night to this?
"Hey" I turn and see it's cone from a very beautiful tall red head.
"Hey" I watch as she slides on to the stool next to me.
"I'm Lori."
"Christian" she hums like she already knew that.
"You look sad wanna get out of here and let me help you forget all about your troubles?"
A/N: Sorry for the delay and the cliffy. :) Hope you liked it.
