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Zoe's POV

I adjusted my eyes to the bright hospital room.

I felt something move on the bed next to me.

I looked down to see Alexander sleeping on the a chair beside me, with his head on my bed.

Last night after my fall, Alexandra rushed me to the hospital, I was in pain.

Luckily the doctor said that nothing happened to the baby, it was my ankle that was sprained.

"Are you feeling okay?" Alexandra asked looking up, his eyes meeting mine.

He spent the entire evening here. I don't know if it was the pain from my ankle or the hatred I felt for Alex that wouldn't let me sleep last night, I heard him yelling at the doctors outside my room.

I immediately turned away from him. I wasn't ready to face him, this was technically his fault that this happened to me.

As always, he does something stupid and I have to pay for the consequences. Now I can't even leave his house, at least not until my parents are back.

My poor leg was now covered my a bandage.

At least now if my child was to ever ask why I'll no longer speak to him I'd have a valid reason.

"How are you feeling Ms. Morgans," The doctor asked walking in.

"I'm doing okay," I answered turning to him with a small smile.

"Like I said, it's nothing serious. After a few weeks it should be healed, you'll just have to practice walking on your leg along with some leg exercises. Otherwise, you are free to be discharged today," He explained.

"Thank you," Alex said standing up.

Since last night Alex hasn't asked how exactly I twisted my ankle nor do I plan on telling him either. Him not knowing that I know that he is plotting against me was my only advantage.

Alex packed the few of my things that he had brought along including my cell phone.

I wanted to go far away and never see him again. All my problems seemed to have started when I met him.

Right now my options were still Limited, I wouldn't be able to stay on my own in this condition. My parents were still away with no cell reception, my brother was still out of town and Reina and Abby were partying in some unknown location.

Like it or not, Alex was stuck to me like a bad habit.

I didn't have much options but to stay, I also wasn't going to be miserable for the remaining three days that my parents would be away.

Which got me thinking. Since Alex is always the cause of my problems, wouldn't it be fair if I caused him some too?

I wanted to shake the idea of revenge out of my mind but them all the bad memories replayed in my head.

I started plotting my revenge against Alex. I'd only stay with a for a few more days until my parents arrive but I'd make sure to leave my mark.

Shortly after, I was discharged from the hospital.

Alex helped me to the car along with a few other nurses. I'd have to use walking clutches for a couple of days.

By the time we finally arrived back at his penthouse, I had fully assessed the situation.

It was time I stopped play the victim and raised like the strong independent woman I was. I've always allowed things t go on, now I finally realized what I vicious cycle this was turning into. Just like all my past relationships.

It was time he got a taste of his own medicine.

Today Alexander was acting all kind and sweet, he helped me to my room and even tucked me into the bed.

"Are you feeling okay,'' He asked with a genuine look of concern on his face.

I nodded.

I was definitely getting a lot less than I deserved in this relationship, starting with a new bedroom!

"This bed is really uncomfortable," I said readjusting myself, with a fake frown.

"Do you need a pillow or something?" He asked.

"No, it's the bed. It's making my entire body sore." I answered.

If he was going to play the caring partner, I might as well get the most out of it.

"Okay, I'll have them arrange a new bed for you."

"No..." I answered. "It's just that I'm in so much pain right now, how about I stay in your room. The baby and I would be very comfortable there." I said rubbing my belly.

I stared at him hoping to convince him. I had a weird expression, trying to look as if I was in pain.

"Fine," He answered with a sigh.

He scooped me out of bed and into his arms. I placed my hands around his neck as he carried me to his bedroom. Taking over his room was the least I deserved.

He pushed his bedroom door open, walking me to his bed.

Indeed, his bed was even more comfortable than mine. I felt like I was on a cloud.

He tucked me into bed then handed me the TV remote.

"I'll be in my office if you need me," He said.

"You not going anywhere," I said looking up at him.

"Zoe, I can't baby sit you all day. I have work," He reasoned.

He was just going to have to do his work when I'm asleep.

"Fine," I answered dismissive. "Go ahead and abandon us again. It won't make any difference, it's not like it's the first time." I said fidgeting with my fingers.

"I'm not abandoning your, I just have a couple documents and work that needs to get done. I'll be back as soon as I'm done." He said.

"Is that what you going to tell our baby when his born,"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Just know that it will be your fault if the baby is born with abandonment issues." I said.

"Are you seriously trying to guilt trip me right now?"

"No, I'm just saying. Babies can hear in the worm and right now you just abandoning him.

What happened to your talk about being a better parent, to you want the baby to realize you are a coward and a liar.

He continued staring at me, I watched as his jaw clenched and his hands fisted.

I couldn't help but wonder how long it will be before he exploded.

"Fine," He said.

He sat next to me and sat on top of the bed sheets.

"Do you have Netflix?" I asked.

"Yes," He answered.

I started scrolling through with the remote trying to think of the most boring movie imaginable.

I'd make him watch a romantic comedy but I've already watched all of it so many times I'm sure it would irritate me more than him.

"How about Romeo + Juliet, the Leonardo De Caprio version. It's a classic," The idea popped up in my head.

He backed away from me. "No, I refuse to watch that movie. I paid someone five hundred dollars in high school so I wouldn't have to read the play, why would I watch the movie now," He wined.

"Now you have the change to watch it with your baby, just remember babies hear everything." I said rubbing my belly. I liked having the upper hand on him.

He sighed as he pressed his head against the head board.

"You must have failed the play then," I said as I played the movie.

"Not actually," He answered. "This girl switched on me and told the teacher whom called my parents. I had to read the entire play during one weekend. "

"I'm sure it wasn't that bad," I said with a chuckle.

"In boarding school weekends were everything." He answered.

"Wow, I thought you would have been homeschooled or something?" I said.

"Nah, my grand father practically planned out everything for me. What school I'd go to and what college. He died before he could decide who I should marry," He joked. "The man was a narcissist."

The opening scene of the movie started playing. I immediately paused the movie.

"You should go get some snacks for the movie," I said shoving him out of bed. "It's your house that caused my broken leg,"

"Fine," He said walking out.

A few minutes later he returned with a handful of snacks.

I clapped my hands together as he laid out the snacks.

"Everyone in the movie pretty much dies anyways," I said opening the packet of chips.

"You don't say," He muttered sarcastically.

I continued explaining every scene of the movie. I'm pretty sure it made the movie a lot worse than it actually was.

Whenever he tried falling asleep I made sure to wake him.

I unconscious found myself leaning onto Alexandra's shoulder.

He placed his hand on my shoulder in return. "Don't worry, I'll really close that way our baby won't be born with abandonment issues," He joked.

I giggled as I light slapped his arm.

Turns out the movie bored me a lot more than it did him. Between explaining every detail to bore him, I was struggling to keep my eyes open.

*

I ran across the beach with the wind running through my hair. The ocean waves and the seagulls blared out in the background.

I was laughing, trying to get away from someone.

Soon a felt a hand on my waist and pulled me back.

But I wasn't terrified, I was giggling even more now.

Those same hands scooped me into their arms.

At first I closed my eyes as the sun shined directly into my eyes.

I could feel that we were now moving.

As we walked further away from the sun into the shade, my eyes slowly opened.

With my eyes open, the face of the man whose arms I was in came into view.

And it was Alex.

I should have been panicking maybe even pushed him away and out of his arms but I didn't. I part of me felt like this was the exact place I was meant to be. I felt like I was on the safest place on earth.

He stared at me as a smile slowly formed on his face.

My heart raced as his expression mirrored mine, I felt like my heart was just about to jump out of my chest and into his arms.

His usual dark grey eyes had turned into a greenish color under the light.

As his face neared mine, everything else seemed to have faded. Nothing else mattered, it was just him, and I.

*

I opened my eyes, gasping for air.

I stared at the empty ceiling as the whole dream repeated in my mind.

Was I just dreaming about him? Was I about to kiss him in that dream?

The only logical explanation I could come up with was that Alex now had some psychic powers to try and manipulate me.

I finally snapped back into reality, looking at the new position I was now in with Alex.

I had my head on Alexander's chest with his hand tightly wrapped around my waist.

Seeing how peaceful he looked in his sleep, I completely panicked and pushed myself from him.

I groaned beside me as I tried pushing his hand away from my waist.

"Please don't go," He muttered in sleep.

I paused for a minute.

Was he talking about me or was he having a nightmare of someone?

Either way, I wasn't going to stay to find out.

With all the force I could gather, I ripped his arm away from my waist.

He gasped walking up as he stared at me confused.

"Are you okay," Alex asked looking up at me.

I froze for a moment. Had I not waken up on time, I would have dreamt kissing him.

"You should go," I said instead.

His presence was probably the reason I was dreaming of that. I had never spent so much time with him before and I think this was it's mental effect.

"I can stay, we can watch another movie or something." He suggested.

"You should really go, I don't want to see you anymore." I insisted.

He gave me on final look then sighed, pushing the blankets away.

When he closed the door behind him, I realized how much air I had been holding in my lungs.

I was so stupid, I couldn't even hate him properly.

*******************

-TWO DAYS LATER-

The last two days have been going smoothly.

Alex has had to go back to work so I was left alone. That didn't mean my revenge plan against him was put on hold.

He as given me complete control over his room. At first he insisted he was going to get me a new bed but ended out swapping rooms instead, he officially moved out along with his things. Some of it are still in my room because it's a lot bigger and he has so many things.

Because I'm miserable with my broken leg, I've continued using every change I get to get even with Alex. From continuously calling him at work to demanding a foot message at one A.M. His personal assistant probably thinks I'm crazy. Not to mention making him stay up all night (while I had slept in the afternoon), because I was 'hearing' voices from outside.

I even used the oldest trick in the book and asked him to buy me ice-cream at 2 A.M (within half an hour).

I'm probably one of the reasons why pregnant women have the stereotype that they are crazy.

Even with all that I did, not once did I see him get angry or complain, and that angers me even more.

I now have a physio therapist how is planned to visit every second day (because he is so highly demanded).

My leg has gotten a bit better. I've been using my clutches to find my way around the house.

My parents were supposed to have been back but they haven't been answering their phones which means they probably decided to extend their trip.

Today was another beautiful day and Alex was at work. I had just had breakfast and was still in my pajamas.

I've been planning on pulling a revenge plan against Alex but I haven't managed to do anything major, nothing seems to irritate him that much.

That's when an idea came to mind.

I smiled and reached for my clutches next to me.

I leaped out of the room to what used to be my room.

I immediately spotted the ultra sound picture in its frame.

He seems very private about his space and I had caught him staring at the picture a few times. My plan is to print the picture and paste the picture all over his office, I'd love to see the look on his face.

I leaped out of the room to his office, making sure I wouldn't get caught.

It took me a few minutes to understand the options of his printer before I finally printed a stack loud.

I started pasting it to the wall with the sellotape I found in his drawer. It was difficult putting pictures on the wall while trying to balance.

About two hours later, I had finished two sides of the wall and was busy with the third side.

That's when the door knob turned.

JoJo walked into the office, her horrified expressions matched mine. I didn't think I'd get caught this time.

"Good heavens," She said with her hand pressed against her chest as she continued staring at me.

She analysed the mess as I eyes grow wider.

I felt like I was a naughty child who had just got caught. I should have known someone was bound to catch me and that my plan wasn't going to fall through.

"I'll help you put it up on the wall. It'll be a lot funnier if it's everywhere." She said.

She sighed as she looked at me again.

She walked over to the table and took the printed pictures on the table.

She when started putting all of the pictures on the wall, using sellotape to make sure it stayed in place.

I was still bump founded by her reaction, why was she helping me.

I pushed my thoughts away as I continued putting the pictures up.

About thirty minutes after, the room was beyond recognizable from what it was. The walls were completely covered with the pictures except for the upper parts were neither JoJo and I could reach. I had sellotaped the pictures all over his table, the cupboards and even the floor.

JoJo and I both smirked, impressed by our masterpiece.

"Do you have paint?" I asked JoJo.

Her eyes grow larger as she clapped her hands together.

"I'll be right back," She said then matched out of the room.

She came back minutes later holding a can of paint and a paintbrush.

"We only had red in the storeroom," She said.

"That's perfect, I answered taking a look around the room.

There was still a small potion of the glass wall that we had not covered.

I walked over there and dipped the brush into the paint.

'It's a boy! Or girl!' I wrote in large bold red letters.

JoJo and I took a look at the mess in the room.

This should serve him right.

"We should leave the room now, Alex could be back any moment. We don't want to be here when it all goes down." JoJo said.

She held my hand for support as I leapt out of the room.

I returned to my room smiling from ear to ear.

JoJo and I spent the rest of the day smiling at each other. She also instructed everyone else not to go t his office, she was the big boss here even when Alex was around.

It was in the evening when I heard him come in, I was already in my room.

Like always he stopped by to my room to check on me.

"How are you doing today?" He asked.

Yesterday I had exaggerated how much pain I was in and then demanded a foot massage.

"Good," I answered with a big smile.

It took him a few seconds to register as he looked at me with his eyebrow raised, it was as if he had been expecting another answer.

"Well...I'll be in my office. I have some work to do," He said.

"Okay," I answered.

I raised his eyebrow at me one last time before walking out.

'I should pretend I'm asleep that way he wont scold me,' I thought. 'But then I wouldn't want to miss the angry look on his face.'

I sat on my bed as I waited for the catastrophe to unfold.

Sure enough, I heard him yelling from his office.

Loud foot steps followed after. He must have known it was me.

I door flew open as Alexandra furiously walked in.

"What did you do to my office," He said as he tried keeping his tone calm.

"You saw the surprise," I said with enthusiasm. "I saw how much you loved the photo, so I decided to put it in such a way you'd be able to see it all the time."

I could tell this irritated him even more.

He held his hands together as he tried containing himself.

"That office looks like freaking mess, what occurred to you to do what you did?" He asked calmly.

Immediately then, JoJo walked in.

"Are you bother this poor girl again, she needs to get some rest," JoJo said.

"Of course she'd need to get some rest after messing up my office so bed it would take days to clear everything out." He said furiously. "You might as well should have painted everything in the room red as well," He muttered sarcastically.

He glared at me for the final time then matched out of the room.

"He'll be over it in a few days," JoJo whispered after him.

She high fives me before walking out happily.

That night I slept happily knowing Alex was furious only a few doors away.