Finally found some more time for you lovely readers!! 

And while I am writing might i say, I suggest you read "Beautiful Disaster"and "Walking disaster" by James McGuire...I think that's how you spell his last name..

Well anyways!! It was soooo good. I spent the whole night reading the first one. I kinda regretted that when I had to go to school with no sleep at all. 

Well, without anymore delay, I present Chapter 11

p.s. I lied, Does anyone even read these?... It will be kinda weird if you didn't, I would just be talking to myself...well typing. 

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Unknown's P.O.V-----

Anger raced through my veins as I saw Juliet reach up to give Will a kiss. I felt like going there and ripping them apart. Then tearing Will to shreds. He couldn't touch her. Only I can. 

My phone ran again and I looked down at the caller ID. I groaned. Becca. I waited until it went through to voice mail and then waited again for her to call. When she didn't, I picked up my phone and looked at the call history. She always called three times before she left a message. But she only called twice. 

I decided to ring her and she didn't answer at first, then again, she didn't answer. Frustrated, I pushed the screen and waited as I heard the riniging continue. 

"Hello?" 

"What do you mean hello? Do you know how many times I have been calling you-" 

"I'm sorry. I didn't...I had to go to the shop-" 

"Don't interrupt me when I am talking to you!" I shouted at her. "How many times have I told you, that when I call, you answer your phone." 

"I'm sorry. I wasn't feeling well so I had to go to the shop and-" 

"So if you weren't feeling well then why did you go out when its freezing cold?" I shouted at her again. 

"I'm sorry." 

"Just don't bother." I said as I shut the phone down. 

A few minutes later I heard my phone beep with a message, but I ignored it. I saw Juliet tilt her head back as she laughed. Her rich, chocolate hair fell of her small shoulders. The ends of her hair bounced as they hit against her thick jacket covering her back. Even from my car I could still see the creases that appeared at the corner of her hazel eyes. 

I finally looked down at my message and saw it was from Becca. Not going to lie, I did feel bad now about screaming at her. 

"Carl was crying to stay with to over at Alisha's house, so I let him go." :Becca.

I called up Becca again and this time she answered on the first ring. 

"He-" 

"What is wrong with you?" I didn't let her answer. "What on earth is wrong with you? You can't just give my son to someone's house without telling me. I don't even care if it was your mum or your fucking dad, or anyone, I don't want my son going somewhere without my knowledge or my agreement. Understood?" I glared at Juliet and Will getting in their car as I waited for her to answer. 

I heard her sniff a couple times and regret settled heavy in his heart.

"Look, Becca-"

"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have gave him but he was crying and Alisha came round and she insisted that he went with her, to give us...space. And I don't think he will be going to my family's house, even I wouldn't allow that." I heard her sniff again and I opened my mouth to say sorry but she spoke again. "It's not like I'm gonna send my son to the graveyard now am I? I think that would just me more worse mother than I already am." She joked, but even without looking at her, I could still see the pain in her eyes. I winced. I knew her family was dead but I just couldn't shut my gob.  

I watched as Juliet and Will finally drove away. I still didn't say anything to Becaa. What could I say? 

"I guess I'm gonna go to sleep now. I have a bit of a headache. If you get home and you're hungry, there is dinner on the table. Don't try to wake me up since I'm gonna take a sleeping pill." I still didn't say anything. I still didn't know what to say. 

Without saying anything else she hung up the phone. I put my car into reverse and drove out of the parking lot. While I was driving home I thought what to say to Becca. Should I tell her I'm sorry? Or should I just act as though nothing happened? Or shall I buy her another present?

I walked into the house and saw the dinner on the table, untouched. She didn't eat. Then I spotted the candles and a bottle of non-alcoholic wine on the table beside it. Petals were scattered on the white silk material placed on the table. She was planning for a romantic dinner and I just ruined it for her. I walked to the counter top and saw a pharmacy bag with her name on it. She got it today, around the time that I called and she didn't answer. "I wasn't feeling well" she said to me before. I didn't even let her talk. The medicine bag was still sealed. She didn't take her medication. Was there something wrong with the baby? Why wasn't she feeling well?

I went upstairs and opened the door to our room. Roses, petals, candles, white silk, but no Becca. 

She just wanted to be loved. 

I went to Carl's room and found it empty. Then I went over to the guest room and saw her sleeping on the black sheets. I walked over to her, slowly. I crouched down until I was level with her face and brushed away the strands of hair that fell on her face. My eyes travelled to the darkened patch on the pillow case. She was crying, because of me. The regret in my heart felt like it was getting heavier and heavier. My heart felt empty and yet it felt heavy.

She wanted to be loved. My wife. She wanted to be loved by the one she loves. Me. And I didn't give her any. I noticed the little bump that showed against her night gown and it made me smile. She was carrying my child. Our child. I stripped down into my boxers and folded the clothes, putting them on top of the draw. After calling my office and telling them I wouldn't be coming in tomorrow, and then telling Alisha to look after Carl for another night, I crawled into bed and pulled Becca close to me. 

I kissed the exposed skin of her neck and let my lips linger there. "I love you." I whispered against her cold skin even though she coudn't hear me. I pulled the blanket on top of her shoulder and pulled her tighter to me. 

I watched as the sun crept up. The sky had strips of orange and pink. Slowly, I got up and closed the curtains, making sure that the sun couldn't get through. When I turned around I saw her sitting up. She wasn't staring at me, but she knew I was here. 

"When did you get home?" She asked, still looking at the floor. I watched as she rubbed the sleep away from her eyes and stood, still not looking at my direction. She walked in my direction and walked round me to open the curtains again. She then walked back to the bed and took off the sheets. 

"I got home at around 10." I said as I walked closer to her. 

"Okay." 

"Bec, don't do this, please." I begged 

"I'm not doing anything other than replacing the covers." I looked back at the bed and saw that the covers had been replaced to a grey colour. Just like her mood, and I could blame her. She started doing the bed and I took another step foward. "Want any breakfast? Gonna go done and have a cup of tea," she asked. She didn't even let me answer but just started to walk towards the door. 

"Becca." I called her name as I held her hand. I felt her tense under my touch. "Becca, I am so sorry for last night. I wasn't in a good mood and then you weren't answering your phone and I got frustrated and-"

"Honestly, it's fine."

"I'm sorry Becca. No, let me finish." I covered her mouth when she tried to speak. "I am really sorry Becca. And I know that sorry isn't good enough for all that I have done to you. And I'm mostly sorry for bringing up your family. I am really, really sorry. I swear I won't do it again. Just give me one more chance and I'll prove it. Yesterday when I came home I saw the dinner on the table. You didn't eat. And the I saw the roses, the petals and the wine. I saw the pharmacy bag on the table and it was still sealed. You didn't take your medicine Becca. Is there something wrong with our baby Becca?" I asked as a tear slid down my cheek. I saw her shake her head as no.

I felt her hand wipe it away and it stayed there. "I don't want anything to be wrong with our baby Becca. I want her to grow up beautiful like her mum and strong. And then I went into the bedroom and saw the candles and stuff. I looked for you and found you here, already asleep. I called the office, leaving a voicemail and told them I wouldn't come in today and I called Alisha, telling her to keep Carl over for today." I looked into her tearful eyes and smiled at her. "I know it sounds freaky, but I watched you sleep. You looked so beautiful. I think I should start doing that everyday. I love you Becca, just give me one more chance. Please?" 

"You want any breakfast?" She smiled up at me. I smiled back.

"I wanna sleep." I saw her frown and look down. "Actually, why not breakfast." 

"No, you didn't sleep at all. You go to sleep and I'll make breakfast for you when you wake up." 

"No. You are making me breakfast now so we can eat together. Then we are gonna watch a movie together and then another one and then another one after that. Then we will order in and light those candles and put that wine in ice. How does that sound?" 

"Can you make breakfast?" She groaned as we walked down the stairs. 

"How about we make it together?" 

"Sounds good." 

We got out all the stuff and set them down on he counter top. I wrapped my arms behind her and kissed a trail from her neck to her shoulder. 

I lay on top of her, but not putting my entire weight on her. I could still hear her breathing heavy. 

"We haven't done that in ages." She giggled once she got her breath back. 

I woke up and found the bed empty. With a frown I turned over and saw the time was six in the evening. I was asleep for six hours? With a groan I got up from bed, still naked. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I heard the shower start running. 

"Why didn't you wake me?" I asked Becca as I walked into the bathroom. 

"I didn't know you were awake. I didn't wanna disturb you while you were sleeping." 

She frowned as she walked into the sitting room with a bowl of popcorn. 

"What's wrong Bec?" She didn't say anything until she crawled under the blanket and snuggled close to me. 

"How long is it gonna take for us to have this much fun together?" I frowned at her question. 

"I don't know Bec. Let's just savour the moments as they last." I tried to smile at her but she just frowned at me. "Becca, come on. Look, I know I'm not the greatest husband in the world, but we can make this work, right? We don't need this day every day. Do we?" I whispered the end to her as I leaned in closer to her and softly pressed my lips against hers. 

"Babe, come one. Stop. Lets at least watch one movie." She insisted as she pushed me away. 

"You and I both know we won't last through that movie." She smiled as she put on the movie. 

We ordered take out and had that romantic dinner and then lit the candles in the room and made love once again. Man, I love having a pregnant wife sometimes. 

I lay beside her as she slept and wondered about Juliet. Her body was better. Her lips were softer. Her skin felt great under my hands. And I loved the way she screamed my name. I felt the familiar heat down between my legs and moaned. She made me go crazy. But I guess Becca will do...for now. 

I formed a plan in my head and smiled. Juliet was gonna be mine soon. And only mine. Then I can get rid of Becca, and Will. He won't dare to come near my Juliet. If I can't have her, no-one can. Even if it means she has to die. 

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ooooohhhhhh, who is the unknown character?? Does anybody know? 

Made that chapter for you lovely readers, so you can find out some of the things of Unknown. 

If only his wife knew what he did...

Well thanks for reading this :D

Your time is very well appreciated. 

Till next time. :)