"Hi Sonny." he said smirking.

"What is so funny!" I demanded every second I looked at him I got angrier and angrier.

"It's ironic don't you think? You singing Baby Come Back when that's obviously not what you feel like." he said trading his smirk for a frown.

I clenched my teeth. "I wasn't singing it for you. I didn't know you were there."

"Oh I know you didn't!" He said wrinkling his forehead. "You probably didn't think you'd ever see me again, otherwise you wouldn't have gone and gotten yourself pregnant!" He started to yell.

I tossed my head back in frustration. A few seconds later I sighed and pulled my head back down. When I did that, I caught a glimpse of the radio (now playing commercials), and for a moment I just stared at it. The radio and song I had just been rocking out and singing with had betrayed me. Chad had betrayed me.

I walked over and laid my hand on the radio.

I hate betrayal.

Chad sighed. He seemed to have calmed down.

Oh but I wasn't calm. Something inside of me had snapped and I was consumed with hate, and the hate was aimed at Chad. Oh I was anything but calm.

I picked up the radio with both hands, raised it above my head and threw it at Chad's feet. I watched as it broke into pieces.

I proceeded to call Chad every name ever invented.

I had never seen him so surprised. I don't think he could believe that his sweet little "Sonshine" could act so mean. No… he was normally the mean one… leaving people for no reason!

I finally calmed my self down (miraculously with out causing any physical damage to Chad) An quietly said, "The baby is yours."

If I had though Chad was surprised before, you could have knocked him over with a feather now.

"Uh… How?" He finally muttered.

"The day you left… I was going to tell you…" I said as I started to cry. "But you were gone."

"I am sorry… I didn't know…"

"Oh Shut up!" I said and walked away and sat down on the couch. I let the tears flow not even caring.

I sniffed. "I just want to know one thing." I said looking at Chad. "Why did you leave?"

He rubbed the back of his neck, then sighed. "The night before I left, There was a package for me. It was from James, there we're pictures of you guys together, some of them you were kissing and stuff and some were risqué."

"And you believed the creep!" I yelled. "You know he is some sick minded weirdo! Haven't you ever heard of fabricated photos!" I closed my eyes and looked away. Then I looked back at him, warm tears streaming down my cheeks and more still in my eyes. "I thought we had a deeper relationship then that? I thought we talked things out."

Then, other then my soft crying, there was silence. I don't think Chad or I knew what really happened.

But I do know what happened next. It felt like I wet myself. I was sure that my water had broke.