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Pete was acting as though nothing happened yesterday! I was getting more and more angry by the minute. We went to the store and he kept acting like everything was good. It was so far from good. It was honestly causing me pain to see him pretend that nothing was wrong. After we got back to our, well, my apartment, I stormed off into the bedroom and slammed the door. I was pissed.

"Kiley? What's going on?" Pete asked me as he walked into the bedroom, a confused look on his face.

"You can't just show up here and pretend that nothing's wrong!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, tears filling my eyes. Pete's shock at my screaming was evident on his face. It wasn't like me to scream at anyone. I was usually really good at keeping pretty calm when angry, but I was fucking unraveling.

"Kiley, I..." he didn't know what to say, so I continued to yell.

"I caught another WOMAN telling you that she loved you and she would give you what I wouldn't. Why would she say that if you hadn't been expressing your wants and needs to her? Or how about the fact that you MOVED OUT! You left me! Then, in my distraught state, I lose my job! I didn't want you to feel guilty before, but I don't give a shit now!" I was crying at this point and Pete tried to step forward to console me.

"Kiley, I'm so sorry," he said and I yanked my arm away from his touch.

"I've been falling apart for the last month, praying you wouldn't want to divorce me for wanting to have a life of my own. Now I don't see any other option. You've been emotionally involved with another woman this whole time."

"Don't say that, please Kiley. We can work this out. I was fucking stupid." Pete pleaded.

"How? How can I trust that you really want me when the first chance you got, you instantly developed feelings for some random girl?"

"I don't give a shit about her! I love you and I only want you!" Pete expressed.

"If I hadn't told you I was pregnant, you wouldn't be here right now. Admit it." I wasn't yelling anymore. I was running out of energy.

"That's not true and you know it," Pete attempted to convince me. I wasn't buying it.

"I want you to leave."

"Kiley."

"I need space and time. I just can't be around you right now." I sat on the edge of the bed and Pete sat next to me.

"I'm leaving in less than a week for Europe. I don't want to leave this unresolved for the next month." He said softly.

"It's not your choice to make." I looked at him and he sighed. He stood up and grabbed his bag before gathering the couple of belongings he had taken out of it already. "I promise to keep you informed about the baby."

"Thanks," he said sincerely. He leaned down and kissed me like he was never going to see me again and I allowed it. Even though he had hurt me so badly, even though I was so incredibly angry with him, I needed it, too. Pete left without saying anything and I laid down on the bed in the fetal position and cried until I fell asleep.


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Kiley: baby is fine. let me know when you land in london

I sent the text to Pete, even though I knew he was on the plane. I figured he'd get it once he landed and respond. He had flown back to LA the day after I asked for space. The texts we sent between each other were very formal, just updates on whereabouts really.

I turned on the TV and began watching "What Not To Wear" and eating some crackers. My morning sickness was particularly bad this past week, most likely exacerbated from the emotional stress. My phone rang and I saw that it was Sarah. I hadn't spoken to her since the last day of tour.

"Hello?"

"Kiley, hey, it's Sarah." She sounded concerned and nervous.

"Hi." I waited to see what she wanted. We had become pretty good friends since she and Brendon had been dating, but I didn't know what her take on Meagan's intrusion into my marriage was.

"I wanted to apologize to you. I never would have brought Meagan around if I had known she would do something like that." I honestly believed her.

"Thanks."

"Your friendship is too important to me, so I wanted to apologize. I feel responsible for you and Pete separating now."

"You shouldn't. I mean, this all started because I wouldn't address Pete's needs. My mistake led to his. So it's really my own fault." I sighed. I'd been thinking about it a lot this past week.

"You can't blame yourself. Meagan confessed to me how she'd pursued Pete behind everyone's back. It was pretty ridiculous."

"Like what?" I was very curious to know.

"Well, she confessed to me that she would visit his hotel room whenever we stayed at one. She also said she talked him into giving her his number and sent him suggestive messages."

I felt like throwing up. Why did I even ask? "Did she say if anything ever happened?" I had to know the answer. The rest of my life depended on it.

"She said she thought that one night it was going to, but when she tried to kiss him he shut her down." I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"I hate her," I admitted.

"I bet. I'm pretty furious with her right now, too."

"I never want to see her again," I stated, my voice trembling a little bit.

"I don't plan on inviting her to anything that you or Pete will be at again. Please don't cry Kiley."

"Sorry, my hormones are really making me more emotional than usual." I wiped the threatening tears from my eyes.

"Congrats, by the way. Are you excited?"

"Very. I didn't realize how much I actually wanted this until now."

"Well, hopefully when Pete gets back in a month, you two will work things out and have this baby together." I let out a light laugh.

"We'll see."

Sarah and I talked for a little longer before getting off the phone. I spent the rest of the day watching TV and eating. I was honestly just wallowing in self pity every day because I had no job anymore. It was pretty pathetic. Around dinner time I decided to venture out into the world and window shop for the baby. I made myself look presentable, putting on makeup and fixing my hair. I threw on a button up shirt, scarf, skinny jeans and boots before leaving. I put a hat on my head and tried to blend in with other New Yorkers so that I wouldn't have to worry about being recognized.

I made it to the baby store without anyone noticing me and I shopped in peace. Babies require a LOT of stuff! I don't even understand what a lot of it is for. Thank god my husband's a filthy rich bastard. Well, possibly ex husband. Oh god, what am I going to do about Pete? My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out.

Pete: just landed

I sighed, glad to know that he made it safe. Even though I am incredibly angry with him, I still care about him. My anger was going away little by little, but the feelings of betrayal weren't. I honestly didn't know if they ever would.

I pulled the hat back down low when I left the store and walked back towards the apartment. At the front door to my building I spotted a group of reporters/paparazzi. Pete and I were the only people in the building who they would have interest in. I decided to go somewhere else. I don't know why they are there, but I didn't want to find out.

"Kiley!" I heard an unfamiliar voice call my name. Damn it, they spotted me! I kept walking away, but I heard the group following me. I looked up to see if I could find a cab, but no luck. I just keep going and pulled out my phone.

"Hello?" Gabe's voice came through the phone.

"Hey, are you home?" I asked hastily, trying to flag down the cab I spotted.

"Yeah," Gabe said and I was swarmed by paparazzi. "Where are you? What's going on?" It was loud and Gabe obviously heard it. I was being asked so many things at once. The only thing I heard clearly was the word divorce. Something got out somehow. The cab pulled up to the curb just then.

"I need to talk to you, I'll be there soon." I hung up and climbed into the cab. The driver pulled away from the curb quickly and I gave him Gabe's address. I needed to know what was being said and how my separation from Pete got out.