Once more, El lied to herself that she hated him to the very core. Hate couldn't even begin to describe the way her blood was effortlessly pounding and her head was thumping at an alarming rate.

El stared at him in disbelief, something deep within her chest cracking. "Why did you do that?"

El wanted to shrink back from his stare, it was so unbelievably tense and raw as she watched something swirl within his eyes, she felt her entire body shutter as their gaze broke apart. Suddenly his demeanour shifted, a lopsided grin was reserved on his face as he suddenly leaned back against the front door. "I didn't see you object earlier. Besides, it was the only thing I could think of. I panicked, okay? I'm sorry."

El threw her hands up in frustration. "No! You can't just expect me to let this go, Mike. You shouldn't have even been here in the first place! If it wasn't for you, none of this would have happened." She snapped, rubbing her temples in circular motions.

"Are you suggesting that this is all my fault?" Mike sighed. His whole body sagging against the door as he rubbed his hands against his tired face.

El's eyes widened and her head up so fast, she was surprised it didn't fall off her neck entirely. "Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner, who knew that the insufferable Mike Wheeler would know when he fucked up." She ushers out, coldly.

She could hardly breathe.

Not when her heart was beating to death.

"Don't act so innocent, sweetheart. You could've denied everything, but you still decided to go along with it. It's not just me whose screwed, we both are." Mike's smile got even wider as he watched El become even more flustered by him.

The tops of her ears were turning red and by the looks of it, Mike's presence had seemingly made the rest of her body match the angry shade.

He was enjoying this.

"You son of a b-" She stopped herself, the flush in her cheeks getting darker and she desperately needed to calm down if she didn't want him thinking he still had an affect on her.

Mike let out an amused chuckle as he continued to watch her from the doorframe. It took every ounce of her being not to reach over and pry that smug grin right off of his stupid, stupid, face.

"You know what? Fine. Since it was your brilliant idea in the first place, you can be the one to break the news to him." El added smugly, watching as his eyes widened like sorcerers.

"Oh common, he'll give me the puppy eyes!" Mike complained, a whiny edge to his voice. "You know I won't be able to resist giving in." His face scrunched up in annoyance, it almost made him look somewhat cute for a second, that was until El realised that she wouldn't be stuck in this mess if it wasn't for him.

Not to mention; he's a lying, cheating, sack of shit.

Goddamn idiot, is what he is.

"Exactly. Since your such a good liar, I'm sure telling the truth for once might actually be your undoing." She exclaimed, her eyes drifting to where his face fell at her statement. He looked defeated, worn down, but it's what his big doe eyes held that made El feel almost sorry for him in a way;

Mike Wheeler was still hopelessly in love with his soon to be ex wife.

With a small sigh, she gently sprawled a hand against his clothed shoulder. It was a simple attempt at a truce, that El knew, but for now it was the best he was going to get from her. Not after all he did, there was still so much hidden anger radiating off El. But for now it didn't seem merely as important compared to El's false pregnancy.

How did she marry this man in the first place?

Because you loved him in every possibly way, that's why.

She glared at her subconscious, if that was even remotely possible before dropping her hand in defeat. "The sooner we fix this, the easier are lives will be." El murmured, rubbing her wedding ring against the bridge of her finger.

"You forgot to add painless." He sneered, his teeth bared at her but El knew better. He was hurting, maybe even more than she was. So she let his remark slide, only just this once though.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she took a few steps towards his towering shadow before she swiftly began poking him in the chest as each word breathily escaped her lips, "You started this, now it's your turn to finish it."

Within a few seconds, Mike caught El's hand and laced his fingers with her small ones. They were undeniably fragile compared to his. Sometimes, he forgot how tiny she was compared to his big build, the thought alone made a sad smile ooze it's way onto his flushed pink lips. Yes, El may be small in size but it's her fiery personality that makes up for it in so many ways.

And my god, how much he missed his girl, his El.

He knew he created an even bigger mess by lying to Will, but a huge part of Mike wished that this facade had been somewhat real. He still loved her, that he knew without a doubt in his mind but he fucked up greatly.

He continued to push away the one girl who taught him how to love, to finally feel content within himself, all for some girl that he barely even knew. He remembers Emily relentlessly moaning underneath him, her voice becoming stuck in her throat as her hips met his for every hard thrust. All he imagined was his wife though. El's petite mouth forming a small o as she cried out while pulling his knotted locks, restraining him from moving out of her.

What El didn't know was, was that everytime he fucked Emily raw and primal, it was always El he pictured in his mind, not her.

He was royally fucked.

Mike could sense that the fight had seemed to leave El's voice altogether, and what petrified him the most was the fact that he wasn't ready to give up on her. Yet watching El, it finally dawned on him that she was already beginning to slip away from his fingertips.

Why couldn't she see what she was doing? He loved his girl, he wanted her to fall in love with him all over again if she just wouldn't be so stubborn.

But instead it had to come to this; excessive lies and now an unwanted fake pregnancy with a woman who could barely look him in the eyes without venom filling them to the brim.

He cleared his throat achingly as she quickly detached his hold from her, El's warm eyes becoming cautious by the second. Mike tried mustering up all his lost courage that seemed to fall in the pit of his stomach.

"I'll fix this El, I'll make sure of it."

What he really wished to say was;

I'll fix us.

AUTHORS NOTE:

I updated! Hope you guys enjoyed it, I'll try updating soon. I'm moving into a new place so I'm a bit busy at the moment but oh well.

Hope my writing didn't suck too bad.

Can you guys please check my new upcoming story that I just put up today called "The Story of Us" I'd love to see what you lovelies think of my idea

L xx