But Baby 2 (Brad Simpson Fanfic)

Chapter 23

Zoe's POV;
My heart instantly started racing, pounding against my rib cage. I licked my lips, my face squished together in sheer panic. He couldn't be here. I'd managed to avoid him for months, why now, at the moment i was about to give birth to his child, did he have to appear. I could manage without him, he could clearly manage without me, so why did he have to be here?
"I don't want him here, Mum" i whispered, knowing her reaction wouldn't be in any way a positive one. I was expecting a stern talk, a 'zoe, don't me silly'. But instead, she gave me a glare, rose from her chair and simply shuffled out the room. I watched the door swing shut behind her, as i rested my body back against the pillow. Confusion swarmed my mind, that was the absolute opposite of what she'd normally do. In some ways I wanted her to yell at me, it would have been a small part of the normality i craved.

However, when my Mum reappeared, flinging the door open, I realised what she had done - and it was exactly what she would normally do. She watched me for a few moments, as i watched her, a small staring contest happening between us, before she broke away, taking a step back and holding the door wide open. A shadow stepped through, the door closing behind, my mother disappearing on the other side. I chewed gently on my lip as we finally made eye contact. His curls were fluffed around his face, rocking smoothly on his feet. He swallowed, taking a few hesitant steps forward. "Zoe, i- you're okay?"
My voice didn't seem to work, as my head nodded. He shook his head slowly, "and, and the baby?" His voice echoes, pointing at my belly. I instantly place a hand over it, stroking the bump.
"Yeah, the babies fine" he nods again, then suddenly his eyes light up, as though he remembered something . He slipped a hand into his jean pocket, pulling out his phone. He clicked on it for a few moments, before taking a few more hesitant steps forward and hand it to me. I watch him for a minute, taking the phone within my grasp, I let my eyes wander down to the screen, a photo of Ellie and Thomas greeting me. I could feel my heart cracking, as I continued to look at the photo.
Ellie's hair was sitting around her shoulders, her cheeks tinted pink, her hand clasped around Thomas' pudgy arm. Thomas' hair had grown too, a small halo around his head, a small tooth poking through his gums. "They both ask for you, Ellie cries for Mummy every night, Thomas points at you in photos. They couldn't just forget you" I can feel his gaze watching me, as a small tear wanders down my cheek.  "Home isn't the same without you Zoe, we miss you so much, why wouldn't you just come home?"
I take a deep breath "Because home wasn't home, I needed a fresh start, I couldn't expect you to just move away"
"I could have helped you, we are your family, it's our job to help you."
"And it's my job to help you, and I did what was best - leaving you all because i'm not what you need"
"You're exactly what I needed"
"But you have someone new"
"She's what I need now, but our children need you, so you have to promise me you'll come home, as soon as this baby this born you'll moved back in, you can have my bed, i'll sleep on the sofa"
"You have a new girlfriend Bradley I don't think she'd like that"
"She doesn't stay over." He sighs, taking a seat on the bed, grabbing my hands "You are the mother to my children, You are my first love, but you left and i had to move on. I still want you in my life, and if you promise to come home, we can sort it all out. We can get you help and you can have our house, i'll move out, and maybe one day we can sort us out" i nod, knowing that even if I went back home, we would never be what we use to be. He sighs, tilting his head at me, "I don't think this baby will be coming any time soon, so I'm going to go and get me and your Mum so food, ring if anything at all happens" I simply nod again, placing his phone back in his hand. He smiles weakly, leaning over and tucking some hair behind my ear. He stands up, his shoes speaking as he left the room.

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I wiggled my clothes back on, tucking my bag onto my shoulder, pushing the door open, I glance up and down the corridor. Letting my feet carry me towards the exit, my head is constantly swivelling. I'm paranoid at everyone who looks at me, worried they'll stop me and escort me back to my room. Once i get back onto the streets, I let out a sigh of relief.
I wander back to my flat, praying I could be left here once again. I couldn't go home.
The cold air whips around as I turn down a small alley, my feet wobbling over the cobbled floor. I pause, feeling a sharp kick in my stomach, I wince as the motion repeats, causing me to grunt in pain. I lean against the wall, my breath short and sharp. The pain in my abdomen continues, until a gush of water pools at my feet. That it when reality hits me, this baby is coming right now.

(Kinda wanna say it was my birthday on Saturday and I remember it being my birthday when i was writing the first book so, ive been writing these for over a year)