A/N: TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY?! I'm a writing machine! Well this part is short because i wanted to leave you hanging at the end:)

Chapter 7: Back to December: Part 2

July 18, 2012

It's the fifth day that I've laid in bed and said nothing to the world. I snack throughout the day ready to put a mini fridge in my room but I don't have the energy. I wake up take a shower, brush my hair, eat, get back in bed, and lay there staring at the door. I'm not sure what to do or if anyone has noticed I'm gone since I've cut off all communication with the outside world. People have rung the doorbell I'm assuming it was Cody, Cheynne, or Ian.

Every time I think of him I cry again asking myself why he would do it or if he turned to someone else because I just couldn't satisfy him. I feel worthless, empty, numb, like just another fling, and most of all stupid. I know I'm being hard on myself thinking everything is my fault when it isn't but I can't help it. Maybe I should take everyone's advice and go see a shrink even if I do it's not going to be today.

I hear the front door open and close and I know right then Ian must be around somewhere because he's the only one with a key.

"Tiara open the door." I hear Cody's southern twang but I don't reply. "I know you're in there you've been in here for almost a week just talk to us. We aren't leaving till you open the door."

I figure the sooner I open the door the sooner they will go away. I unlock it then open it slowly. Cody smiles a little then pulls me into a hug. I hug him back tight not letting go as tears start to stream down my face.

"Let it all out hon I'll be here the whole time." His hand runs down my hair rubbing my back.

When I finally compose myself I pull back but Cody keeps his hands on my arms and gets on his knees I guess in a way to be less intimidating. "Is he here?" I mumble.

"Yes he is he's been calling and texting and emailing the only reason he hasn't barged in is because Chace and Caitlyn are outside making sure he doesn't get in and he has GPS on your phone."

I roll my eyes, "Of course."

"He told me everything that happened and called Caitlyn and Cheynne to see if you were with them so they know too. They didn't take the news too well they want to strangle him and rip his balls off."

I smile a little, "I hope they do."

"Are you feeling a little better?"

"Eh every midnight snack I eat I throw up when I wake up in the morning. I'm going to the doctor next week so it's whatever."

"Are you sure?"

"Ye-" I turn around and run to the bathroom throwing up my guts for the morning. I wash my mouth out before going to find Cody. When I'm convinced he isn't in the house and probably in the front with Ian I go to the backyard.

I don't care if I'm barefoot or only wearing an oversized sweatshirt I just wanted to get out the house. I walk past the pool, through the grass, and onto the wood that extends out into the water. I stand there for a moment staring at the sun then sit down with my feet skimming across the water. The small breeze makes my hair flicker on my shoulders and for a couple seconds I feel at peace.

I feel that tingle up my spine consuming my body and all I want is to snap out of it for it to disappear. "What do you want?"

"I-I uh I didn't mean to I didn't know you were back here."

"Well it is my fucking house so it would be smart to assume there's a possibility of me being around. Stop walking closer it's already enough for me to feel your eyes burning through the back of my head." I get up and turn around only about three feet from Ian. I automatically feel dragged down the little burst of energy I had being sucked out by him.

"Sorry." His Adam's apple bobs up and down before he looks down.

"Why did you come here?"

"I wanted to see you. I-I I'm sorry for everything if there was anything I could to make you happy again I would. I was stupid and a complete asshole for cheating I want you back I can't go on without you Tiara. Please just give me a ch-"

I hold up my hand commanding him to stop, "It's too soon to grovel." I push past him walking away.

"You're my wife! It's never too soon to beg for forgiveness!"

I turn back around, "Hmm well we both know it takes you about seven months to make decisions about talking to me so it will take at least a year for me to consider talking to you."

"Tiara you can't just walk away!"

"Like hell I can't! Who the fuck do you think you are to boss me around? You may be my husband on paper but trust me hubby that won't last long! Why do you insist on hurting me? Haven't you done enough of that to last me a lifetime? Look at me I'm a fucking mess! All because you couldn't keep your dick in your pants! Get a grip because you're not calling the shots anymore. I have all the control now and that scares the shit out of you!" I look Ian up and down, "If you don't mind now get off my property that's what would truly make me happy."

I head back inside and up to my room where Cheynne and Caitlyn are waiting for me. "Um intervention?"

"Not at all take this." Cheynne tosses me a plastic bag.

I pull out the box, "Oh hell no why? There's no purpose to take this!"

"You've been throwing up in the morning, having weird cravings, and hungry all the time. Take it to prove us wrong." Caitlyn says folding her arms over her chest.

"I really don't need this right now."

"Tiara I will force you to pee on the fucking stick now take it!" Cheynne says.

"…Only if you go to Fridays and get me a turkey burger with cheese and all the good stuff oh and extra pickles. A blue raspberry slush would be nice too if you go get all of that I will go take the damn pregnancy test."

Caitlyn and Cheynne pop up and head out the door, "Hurry up!" They yell back before leaving completely.

I close my bedroom door and lock it not wanting anymore surprise visits. I sulk into the bathroom and become grateful that I already have to pee. It feels as if I check every two seconds to see if there is a result but nothing. I pace around telling myself I'm not pregnant that's not possible. I sit on the steps that lead up to the tub putting my back towards the little white stick that could change my life.

Out of sight of mind. That doesn't apply here! You could be carrying your soon to be ex-husband's little boy or girl you can't ignore that! How the hell are you going to tell him if you can't stand to look at him for more than five seconds?

I try to push my thoughts aside and after about fifteen minutes I get up. I eye the stick as if it is a machine gun waiting to go off. After a deep breath I walk over and look down at the counter.

There will be three parts to this chapter so yeah! You know what to do please and thank you:)