Chapter 90: Anything

ERIC'S POV

I should have expected such violence from here the moment I brought into mention our unborn child but somehow, I didn't. I was taken aback by her sudden yell and it made my heart skip a bit. I glared at me, trying to speak. I was trying to clear the air between us but because I got the chance to utter a word, she had grabbed a bottle of beer that was lying recklessly on the floor and was holding it over her head. I began to shiver, knowing exactly what she could use it to do. "What are you doing with that bottle? Don't tell me it is what I think it is?" I asked even though I already knew what she was going to do with it. I began to fiddle on the bed where I laid with my eyes flickering around.

"What does it appear like I wanna do with it? You must be dumb if you don't know what I'm about to do with it!" She snapped and flung the bottle right at me. It missed my head just by an inch, landing on the wall that was beside me.

"What was that for?" I queried with bloodshot ey