Irish Promises

Bonus Chapter Two - Part Two ❤️

8 months later...

I don't need Stasia to tell me, I already know the moment she flips the pregnancy test over that it's negative and I also know it's going to crush her.

It's the way the hopefulness drops from her face instantly and each time I see it I feel like it's worse.

She wasn't meant to be taking one today, it's too early but there was no point in saying that, instead I've stood here waiting to see what the result is.

"I'm broken" she shouts slamming the pregnancy test down onto the bathroom side.

"You're not broken these things take time" I sigh stepping towards her so I can comfort her like I always do but as I reach out she shoves me away.

"They only take time if there's something wrong with you Blake and there's clearly something wrong with me" she hisses.

Directing all that heartbreak and anger towards me, and I get it. It's not intentional and I know that it's because this is tearing her apart inside.

8 months of negative tests has been taking it toll on her, on us all really. Seeing the heart break on her face every time is gutting and I know it affects my brothers just as much as it does me.

"Stasia come on Dr Wallace said-" I begin to say and attempt to reach for her again but yet again she pushes me away.

"I don't care what she fucking says" she snaps but then it's like she completely deflates.

She slumps down onto the toilet and drops her head into her hands.

"I had my chance Blake and that got taken away from me, now I'm never going to be able to be a real mum" she mumbles and hearing her say that cuts right through me.

Crouching down in front of her I take her hands in mine and when I pull them away she lifts her head. Tears stream down her face and I wish there was something I could do to take that pain away for her.

I honestly thought that after everything she's been through, what we've all been through together we'd be able to put an end to seeing her break apart like this. But every month it's the same and it fucking destroys to watch her suffer like this.

"Listen to me, you haven't missed your chance at anything. It's only been a few months" I say in an attempt to try and reassure her.

"There's always next time" I then say feeling like a broken record and I hope to god that I don't have to say it again.

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It's not often that Stasia is out all day and doesn't tell us where she's going, it's not like we need to know her every movement and we don't ask that of her but naturally with what we're involved in if we don't hear from her for a few hours it's worrying. Especially when she's usually sending stupid pictures of Woody in whatever ridiculous outfit she brought him or sending whatever video she's found funny.

But today she's been radio silent and it's had us all on edge.

By the time it gets to 3 and she still hasn't responded to anyone's calls or texts we're all overly panicked and I end up checking her location on her phone.

When I see she's at Dr Wallace's office that has me thinking the absolute worst and so do my brothers so we make the decision that I'll go and check to make sure she's okay.

We're probably overacting and she'll probably give us hell for checking up on her but I'd rather ask for her forgiveness and know she's okay.

The whole way there I'm a bag of nerves thinking of all the worst scenarios in my head.