Readers: Sorry I haven't posted anything in awhile I was taking a break for the holidays. Anyways read and enjoy. =)

Chapter 9

"Serena! I can't believe you two are actually together now!" Tracy said one afternoon. It had been a month since Phil and I started dating and I finally told my sister about us. I was in her house deciding on stuff for my baby shower and she was helping me out. I had let her in on the events of my previous night and of course she was more than happy about my new transition. I couldn't say the same thing for Mark though. When he first heard the news of Phil and I being official, he got up and left the house. What the hell was his problem?

"Goodness girl you're glowing," she told me as I hid my face in a magazine. "Was he that good?"

I smiled and lowered the magazine, "Oh he definitely was…then again the doctor did tell me that sex would probably be better since my hormones are out of control."

She smiled, "Well you better keep getting it while you can. Once you have that baby you won't have any time to do anything."

I nodded and looked down at the magazine again. "So how are things with you and Mark? He's not still mad at you is he?"

"Oh please, he's always mad at me. I really don't know what to do anymore sis." She said.

I rolled my eyes, "You know exactly what you should do Tracy, you just won't go through with it…"

She glared at me, "Serena I can't do that!"

"Why not? I know you're scared but the longer you draw this out the more irritated he's going to get with you."

She sighed and hid her face in her hands, "I don't want to talk about this Serena."

I shook my head and got up, "Fine then we won't. Just know that I feel really uncomfortable watching you lie to his face every single day."

With that, I left the room and went into the private den. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves before sitting down on the plush couch. I picked up the remote and turned on the TV, finding the Lifetime station before lying down on the couch. Within a few minutes I was out like a light, resting peacefully on the soft material.

Later on as I was waking up, I felt as though I was being watched. Scared of who or what I might see, I kept my eyes closed, trying to listen for any signs of movement. I finally heard it when the person snapped a picture of me on their camera and then stepped into the room. I listened carefully as they picked up the remote and shut off the television before walking over to the arm of the couch where my head was.

They must have stood there for at least ten minutes before gently reaching down and moving my bang out of my face. I wanted to smile at the cute gesture but I didn't want the person to know I was awake. Suddenly I felt a pair of lips brush across my forehead, and then pressed against my temple. I could tell that the lips were a male's just by how smooth and thick they were. The person left the room soon after, not even thinking to be light on the footsteps. Once I was sure they were gone, I opened my eyes and looked around for the admirer.

As soon as I sat up, I felt a sharp pain in my belly. I groaned in pain, holding the area where it hurt the most. I kept groaning as the pain worsened, pressing my head into the couch.

"Serena?" said Mark when he came around the corner. "Hey are you ok?"

I shook my head, "I don't know...I'm in so much pain…"

He walked over to me and sat down, wrapping his arm around my waist and placing his hand on my belly. "You don't think its contractions do you?"

I took several breaths before answering him, "No…the pain is weird,"

He felt around my belly until he felt some kicks from the baby. "Oh, he's just moving. Here lay against me,"

I glared at him at first and then laid my head against his chest. He pulled me close and gently began rubbing my belly. "Just take deep breaths ok?"

I nodded and closed my eyes as he gently pressed on my belly, helping the pain go away.

"Gosh, you're such a miracle worker." I said.

He chuckled, "If you say so…"

I fell silent for a moment and then decided to ask him about his reaction to Phil and I dating.

"Why did you leave when I told my sister about Phil and I?"

His body tensed against me but he didn't stop rubbing my belly. It took nearly a minute before he answered me…

"Because…I don't think he's a good choice for you." He said. "I mean don't get me wrong, the guy is nice…but I really think you two make better friends than a couple."

I thought about his answer for a moment, letting all the words marinate into my head. In some ways I really believed that Mark was jealous, but it was so hard to tell with him at times.

"Oh, is there anything else?" I asked.

He sighed and then chuckled, "What more could there be?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. I was just asking."

"Look Serena, you are a smart girl, but your choices in how you run your relationships aren't that great." He said with a little more base in his voice. "I mean you just met the guy not too long ago and you've already let him into your pants."

I gasped and sat up, glaring at him like he had lost his mind. "Excuse me Mark, but last time I checked I'm a grown woman and I have the right to sleep with whoever I want!"

"That may be true Serena, but why is it that every guy that has ever been nice to you also got a free ticket into your underpants huh?" he said as he sat up and folded his arms over his chest. "You got mad when I called you a whore but if the shoe fits you should wear it."

I gasped and viciously punched him in the face before getting up and heading over to the guest house. I had never been so furious in my entire life or humiliated at that. What the hell was his problem?

As soon as I got to my room, I called Phil and asked him to come get me. I wasn't about to stay anywhere near that place knowing how Mark was truly feeling about me. What really seemed to shock me was how much it seemed to hurt coming from his lips. He seemed more irritated with me than he was with his lying wife!

I packed up a small suitcase and stuffed it with my clothes and other supplies I was going to need before Phil arrived. While I was putting my stuff in the car, my sister came out of the garage and ran to me.

"Serena where are you going?" she asked.

Phil sighed, "She's coming to stay with me for a few days."

"What? Why?" She asked.

I sniffled and shut the door to the trunk, "Why don't you ask Mark…since he seems to think he knows everything."

She watched tearfully as I got into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut. I had nothing else to say to her or Mark at that moment.