"Miss Becky?" a voice asked through the haze in Rebecca's mind. She softly opened her eyes to see Tom looking at her, but she felt a feel of hate and love rise into her throat.
"Are you okay?" the same voice asked, and she looked up to see a doctor looking at her. She slowly sat up and nodded.
"Thank God," Tom said, holding her hand. She looked away from him.
"Yes, it is a miracle that your child will be normal," the doctor said, nodding to her stomach.
"Yes…" she said softly.
"Also, for your information, you are due in a week," the doctor said, looking at his charts.
"A week?" she asked him. He nodded.
"Babies are generally expected arrive in nine months, but it usually is in the 8 months of pregnancy when they're born," the doctor explain.
"I see," Rebecca said, nodding. "I-Is there a way that I-I could get an abortion?"
"An abortion?" the doctor and Tom asked at the same time, looking shocked. Rebecca slowly nodded, feeling embarrassed for asking such a bold question.
"Not at this late of a stage," the doctor said finally. "If you don't wish to have the child, you could always put him or her up for adoption…"
"Never mind, Doctor," Rebecca said, waving away the issue. The doctor nodded, and Tom nodded in agreement.
"I think this is my cue to leave. I will be back in an hour," the doctor said, leaving the room. Once the door shut, Tom took out his wand and hexed the door to block out all their sounds.
"Rebecca…"
"Don't Tom," she said, looking at her bare fingers.
"Rebecca, please…."
"STOP IT, TOM! PLEASE! I'M SICK OF ALL YOUR LIES! ALL YOUR BETRAYAL! I KNOW EVERYTHING! I'M NOT STUPID AS YOU THINK I AM!" Rebecca said, yelling at him.
"Rebecca…"
"I-I WANT TO DIE! I MEAN IT! KILL ME NOW IF YOU HAVE TO!" she continued, tears dropping off her cheek. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE BLOODY HELL YOU WERE DOING AFTER GRADUATION! YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD STAY AND HELP ME! INSTEAD, YOU GO OFF TO WORK IN SOME LAME PLACE DOWN IN THE SLUMS! YOU LIED! YOU CHEATED ON ME!"
"I NEVER CHEATED ON YOU, DAMN IT!"
"I DON'T CARE IF YOU DID! IT'S ALL THE SAME!"
"NO IT IS NOT!"
"YES IT IS, DAMN IT!"
"Rebecca, please," Tom said, sounding calmer.
"I-I-I'M BREAKING OFF THE MARRIAGE ONCE THE BABY IS B-BORN," she said, looking down at the floor. "I-I don't want to go through any more of this…"
"Rebecca…I promise everything will work out…give me time…"
"I GAVE YOU ENOUGH TIME!"
"It's only been a few months!"
"NO! EVER SINCE YOU TOOK ME OUT OF SCHOOL! WHY WAS I SO BLOODY SUTPID BACK THEN?" Rebecca asked, burying her face in her hands.
"You weren't…"
"YES I WAS!" There was a silence, an uneasy, dangerous silence. Tom looked at her, a hint of hate in his eyes, but the hate in her eyes was much bigger.
"Tom, please. We need to be separated from each other. I need to get all my thoughts straight…" Tom nodded and stroked her hair.
"Tom…you know I still love you right?" she said, sounding frightened. He nodded.
"But you know it might end, right?" she asked him. He nodded again, looking at the floor.
"I'm sorry…" he said, looking at her eyes. She couldn't help smiling, and he smiled back again. He stroked her cheek, and she broke out into tears of joy and sadness. Part of her wanted to leave him forever, part of him wanted to stay.
"When do you want me to be away until?" he asked her. She shrugged.
"I guess…be back when the child is due. You should sense when he will arrive," she said, patting her stomach. Tom nodded miserably and stood up. Rebecca grabbed his hand.
"Never mind. I'm sorry at yelling at you. Please, will you stay here?" she asked, her eyes looking depressed. He smiled the widest smile she had seen since she was at school, and he kissed her on the forehead.
-------------------------------------------------
"I didn't harm her!" John yelled at the police.
"I'm sorry, sir, but you will be put in court," the police officer said. Tom was sitting there, knowing inside that Rebecca was sleeping contently in her room.
"She was running away from me, bloody hell!" John shouted. Tom looked on, hands in his pockets and his face looking at the floor.
"I have evidence that you were apparently chasing her," the officer said, and Tom looked up as another officer brought in a Muggle form in entertainment: a TV. The officer pressed play, and the video started.
Tom watched as Rebecca was frantically running down the street, and he realized that he had given the officer this exact video from her mind. Once it ended, the officer looked at John sternly.
"A pedestrian was able to catch this on film and hand this over to us," the officer said as the other officer began to handcuff John. John only nodded and the officers left. Tom stood up to follow them.
"She loves me," John growled, and Tom turned around to see him.
"That girl is in love with me," he continued.
"Becky?" Tom asked.
"Yes," John said, realizing Tom was there. Tom bent down and grabbed his collar.
"Guess what. She's my wife, and don't you DARE go near her," he said in a dangerously quiet voice, and stood up. John glared at him. Tom grabbed out his wand and yelled, "Crucio!" John screamed and withered with pain, falling to the floor. Tom raised his wand, and John was panting on the floor.
"I'll give you something much more harsher than that the next time you do come near her," Tom warned, and he left the room.
