Trevor's POV
Pregnant. Pregnant. Pregnant. I repeated it over and over in my head. How can she be pregnant?
I walked to the club, pushing my way through the busy crowd and went into my office, slamming the door shut.
I sat down at my desk, thinking. She can't be. Is it even mine? Of course it is. I can't be a Dad. All these thoughts went around and around it my head.
"Damn it" I shouted, slamming my fists against the desk in anger.
I couldn't be a Dad, I didn't know how to be one, my Dad was useless and I'd be the same.
I put my head in my hands. Why did I just walk off? I couldn't stop thinking about Leela and how she must be feeling, and how I just walked off without saying anything.
Suddenly I saw the office door swing open and Grace walked in.
"Not now" I snapped.
"What's got you all moody?" she asked in a playful manner and I just looked at her.
"Fine" she said, holding her hands up in surrender, and she walked back out of the office.
...
I walked into the flat and the sight before me broke my heart. I saw Leela curled against the wall with her head in her arms, her painful sobs echoing in my ears.
I approached her and put my hand on her knee causing her to look up.
She looked at me through teary eyes and I reached out, touching her cheek softly and smiling at her tenderly, she leant into my touch for a moment before pulling away.
"I'm sorry" I whispered to her.
"I told you I was pregnant and you just walk off, you didn't even say a word, you just left me, I didn't know what you were thinking, you left me..." she said as more tears came down her cheeks.
I reached out for her once again, but she just backed away, before getting up and going upstairs.
...
I walked upstairs to find Leela already asleep, so I stripped to my boxers and climbed into bed with her and as soon as I got in she rolled over, curling into my side.
I watched her sleeping form for a moment before switching the light off and going to sleep myself.