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Chapter 38: Safe

/Alfie's POV/

"Come here princess," I whispered as she silently cried beside me. Fel
had overworked herself, taken on way too much. And the fact that she watched her own sister get shot. By her own father.

It breaks my heart to see her like this.

Fel was exhausted, and it was all falling down around her. She slid towards me a little, and I met her, pulling her against me.

"You know you will bounce back from this, right?" I whispered, and she shook her head. "I'm just. Tired. Just hold me, I'll be fine." she sobbed.

She laid her head on my bare chest and I felt her tears fall on my skin. I rubbed her arm and leaned up slightly to see her. She was bawling, her shoulders bumping up and down, though she was able to be quiet.

"Babe, stop." I whispered, but she turned her face against my chest and I sighed.

She moaned in acknowledgement, I felt my throat tighten and my eyes water. Seeing her cry made me want to cry. It was absolutely devastating.

I loved her so much and seeing her sad was really upsetting.

"Babe, what can I do?" I asked, sitting next to her.

"Just stay with me. Or maybe get me some ice cream." she replies. Of course, ice cream. Why didn't I thought of that.

I rushed down and get a tub for her. I ran back up to see her sitting up, wiping her tears off.

"Here you go. What else would make you feel better at this point babe?" I asked. "Can we visit Ana after this? I want to check if she's alright."

"Sure." I replied. "I love you." she whispered, kissing me. "Love you too. I need to shower, go rest."

I smiled, wiping the tears off her cheeks.

"Alf, that tickles." I giggled, as he placed kisses along my jaw, his wet hair tickling my neck and cheek.

"I need to shower," I said. Alfie chuckled and kissed my lips, before getting some clothes out of the wardrobe. I smiled watching him go through the wardrobe in just his briefs.

Nice view.

"I thought you were getting a shower," he joked, not looking at me but knowing I was watching him. I threw a pillow at him and rushed off to the bathroom.

As soon as I walked into the bathroom, my smile faded and anger took.

"Alf." I yelled, getting angrier as I bent down and picked up his clothes. Alfie appeared at the door within seconds, "What's wrong?" he panicked.

I looked up glaring at him.

"Can't you pick up your clothes? We have a laundry basket here for a reason," I scolded, letting out a frustrated groan.

"It's just clothes." He replied kneeling beside me and taking his clothes from my hands.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. He shook his head, "Already forgiven. Now get shower before we're late."

"I seriously have nothing to wear. Something that would actually fit me." I whined while looking at my closet.

I don't want to spend any money on maternity clothings since it's just a waste anyways.

"Just find a loose dress. Something comfortable." Alf replies. "Wow. Giving me fashion advices eh?"

We finally got ready and got in the car. My belly is growing everyday and at this point, all I could wear is just a dress, a coat and some boots. Also a beanie on, since the weather has gotten colder.

We opened the door and looked inside Ana's ward. She was leaning to a bunch of big white pillows. There was different kinds of tubes on her but still she had a smile on her face.

"My gosh Ana. Are you feeling better? Still painful?" I asked.

"I'm alright. I actually think I look better than you. You look like a wreck sis. Take some time to rest, you're pregnant." She replied while giggling as she high fived Alfie.

"Remind your sister that Ana. She's been working too much lately. Worrying too much about you," I nudged Alfie to the side and grabbed Ana's hand.

"I'm sorry for everything that had happened." I said.

"It's not your fault. And I'm fine now. Please don't worry too much about me, really. Take care of yourself." I smiled and we exchanged hugs. Soon I heard the curtains open to see mom.

"Mom. I'm sorry for being rude to you that day. I wasn't thinking." I apologized.

"It's okay. It was my fault. Dad is now in prison. And I have filed the papers for divorce." said Mom.

"Divorce? Mom...? Are you serious?" Ana asked. I don't know how to feel to be honest. I look at mom, waiting for her response.

"Yes. I realised how much I've put you two in. And how much I've went through the entire marriage. It's falling apart, and this is going to be last time he is hurting both of you. I'm sorry, girls."

My parents' divorce didn't really bother me that much, I kind of knew it was going to happen. They had never gotten along, I think they just stayed together because of Ana & I.

"I need to get going. I still have some work to do. I'll visit you after, okay Anastasia? Don't forget to rest. You too, Felisha." said Mom. I gave her a hug and a kiss, assuring her I was fine.

"Fel, we are finally free." said Ana with her eyes brimming with tears as she held on my hand. Those words made my heart warm. All the sufferings I went through, and everything I went through with Ana when were abused by dad, is finally over.

I held her tight in my arms, relieved that my sister is finally safe.