Waiting for your husband to come home, you sat in the kitchen. Hearing the door open you rush to get up on your seat to get to him. You had a surprise to tell him.

As you neared him you can smell the alcohol lingering on his breat.

"Have you been drinking?" You questioned.

"So what if I have!" He snapped. You just ignored his little outburst and continue.

"Well, I have a little surprise for you, well it's not little I guess-" You were rambling on until he slapped you. You were stunned. You start to stutter not knowing what to do. "D...Dietrich..."

"Shut up!" This time, he punched your stomach to the point it was making you choke.

"P-please stop!" You begged him.

Everytime he hit you, his smile grew. You finally gave up not pleading him to stop anymore.

As he was satisfied he walked off but not until you could sputter "I'm pregnant."

And everything went black...