Trouble in Paradise. (Sequel to A Fresh Start, Janoskians Fan Fiction) COMPLETED!

Chapter Six

Chapter six.

Roses POV.

I breathed heavily as I lent back. Third time this morning. As my arms stayed limp around the bowl of the toilet, I heard a knock on the door.

"Don't come in!" He ignored me and walked in.

"Rose!" Tom said rushing towards me. "Are you alright?" He said rubbing my back and he kneeled down beside me.

"Third time this morning. Nothing's coming up anymore..." I tried to smile to show I'm okay but he saw straight through it and pulled me in for a hug. I nuzzled into his chest as I sat in his lap. It wasn't as comforting as Beaus but his smell reminded me of all our childhood memories, when life wasn't scary and real.

"I was coming to tell you that the doctors rang. Your appointment has been pushed forward by an hour. We'll leave in about half hour. Marks gonna take Oscar to the park." I nodded at him and got up to brush my teeth and get ready as he sat on the side of the bath. I still hadn't recovered from my illness. It's been weeks now. The test I did with Beau told us it wasn't a pregnancy but I didn't know what else it was. I was only getting worse and losing more and more weight so Tom and Mark made an appointment with their doctors for me.

As me and my brother walked out of the bathroom we were greeted with my other brother and my son. It reminded me.

"Oh have you guys seen my phone?"

They both shrugged.

"It's just I can't find it... I'm pretty sure I had it yesterday?" I said. Mark looked up at me.

"Maybe you left it at Granddad's when you went to see him?"

"Yeah... Maybe..." I muttered as I walked into my room to get my bag together.

I hated doctors, and hospitals. Beau used to have to hold my hand whenever we went to one. I used to nuzzle into his neck and shut my eyes trying to forget where I was. Today I only had Tom. While I loved my brother... He couldn't stroke my hair or kiss my nose or whisper little things into my ear about how much he loved me or how everything is going to be okay. I missed him. To the point where it hurt, physically. I kept waking up in the middle of the night with such bad pains all over my body, my chest, my stomach everywhere. And this always happened when I was waking up from a dream about him.

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"Alright little man, be good for your uncle! He's taking you to the park while me as Uncle Tom pop out for a bit." He just nodded up at me as I kissed the top of his head. His eyes sparkled as he smiled. His eyes, the perfect clone of his fathers. There's the pain in my stomach again. I grab my stomach and have to run to the toilet to gag.

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The smell of disinfectant was so strong it made me want to vomit again... Then I remembered there was nothing left in my stomach to actually form the vomit. Great. I looked across the waiting room to look at all the posters on the wall. There were hundreds about all different illnesses. Some were completely irrelevant to me while others scared the shit out of me. The worst one was about stomach cancer. Tom must have sensed my anxiety as he gave my hand a light squeeze. I had already seen the doctor a few hours ago. He made me wee in a cup, then he took some blood from my arm... Which still had the plaster on it. Lastly he made me lie down on the bed while he poked and prodded my stomach at random points and I had to tell him when it was painful. He sent us away and now 3 hours later we're back for the results of all the tests. The thought of the results made me feel nauseous. What if it wasn't good news? Oscar would be left alone...

"Tom, can you promise me something?" I said looking down at our hands.

"Sure, Rose-bud!" He said smiling down at me.

"If anything bad ever happens to me..." I was cut off.

"Don't be ridiculous! You heard the doctor! It's probably just a stomach bug!" He said putting a protective arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer to him. I love my brother so much.

"I know... But if something was..."

"It won't!" He said.

"But if it was... Would you... Would you take care of Oscar? I know really he should go back to Australia and be placed back with Beau and whoever he ends up with but he won't want that burden. He'll resent Oscar just as he resents me... No kid should go through that." I muttered the last sentence as my eyes welled up. Tom looked at me for a second. Before he put both his hands on my checks and made sure I looked him in the eyes while he replied, his face no more than 10cm from mine.

"Beau loves you and Oscar! We will always do what's right for Oscar! So IF anything was to ever happen, not that it will! But IF it was then yes we would always do what was right by him! So if Beau didn't want him back, which I'm sure he would! But IF he didn't me and Mark would bring him like we would with one of our own! You silly girl!" He sighed the last sentence as he rested his forehead on mine.

"Thank you..." I whispered as a lone tear rolled down my check. Tom pulled his head away from mine, kissed the top of my head then pulled me in for a hug. And for the first time in a long time I felt safe and cared for. This was however, interrupted by the voice of the nasally nurse.

"Mrs Rose Brooks?"

"Yes?" I said standing up.

"If you'd like to go through to room two. Doctor Williams will see you now." I muttered a thank you to the overly smiley lady and walked down the corridor not letting go of my brothers hand. I knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

I gulped and opened the dark wooden door as it creaked loudly.

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Beaus POV

"DADDY!" I heard him before I saw him. I turned around quickly and saw my son running towards me and Mark a few metres behind him grinning. As Oscar reached me I picked him and spun him around my head like I normally do. I then hugged him close and kissed very inch of his face and head I could. I missed him so much! He squirmed and complained but I didn't stop for over 2 minutes. Setting him back down on the ground he ran up to the other boys and said hello to each of them while I chatted with Mark for a bit.

"Hey mate!" He said pulling me in for a hug.

"Hey! Thanks so much for doing this!" I said.

"It's cool, Rose won't be back for at least 4 hours so I thought we could all go for lunch?" He said watching Oscar pulling Luke and Skip towards the play equipment.

"Ah okay, yeah that's cool. Is she with your grandad again?" I asked, wary of the sensitive subject.

"No, she's gone to the doctors."

"Doctors? What's wrong with her? Is she okay?" I asked with worry lacing my words.

"She's just been throwing up a lot. According to her it all started back in Australia." He said shrugging and putting his hands in his pokets.

"She still has that? Fuck. Hope she's okay! She hates doctors!" I said remembering the times I've been with her, she's a nervous wreck whenever she goes, always assuming the worst will happen.

"It's fine, Toms gone with her." He smiled at me and I nodded. Shortly after Oscar came running up and pulled me over to the swings to push him because Luke got tired. Once we finished up at the park we all went to a pub for dinner. But the time came too soon I say good bye to Oscar. We had to explain to him not to tell him mum. It was 'our little secret' he didn't understand why but he agreed.

As we got back to our hotel we all sat on Luke's bed and started planning what we were going to do for the next step of the plan. Luke was in his element.