Bury the hatchet?

Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Amber's POV:

A few days later.

I hadn't left my room in a good 5 days, Ronnie and Jenna both kept trying to pry my out of my room and go downstairs with them but I just couldn't. I hated how everyone was tiptoeing around me like I was going to break if they said the wrong thing to me. Yes I was upset but I wasn't that bad I just didn't want to pretend that everything was hunky dory and play happy families whilst my boyfriend could've been drinking himself into coma. Georgette was adamant that he wasn't but how would she know? The only thing that I'd heard from Craig in the past week was that he loved me, nothing else.

I missed my 36-week scan too; I didn't feel right going without Craig by my side after all he was the farther, Ronnie was pissed that I refused to go but he wouldn't know what it was like. I often found myself scrolling through old photos of Craig and me on my phone, which always reduced me to tears, but I could never bring myself to stop.

I was sat listening to Escape the Fate on repeat and scrolling through the photos from my birthday on uproar. I glared at the photos feeling jealous of how happy everything was then and I couldn't help but feel the yearning to have that happiness again. I missed all the smiles, all the laughs, all the jokes, all the hugs, all the kisses, all the- well everything. As I stared at one particular photo where I was sat on Craig's lap and he was kissing my cheek whilst I was sticking my tongue out at the camera, I felt the baby kick which made me smile.

As much as I didn't want to get out of bed I really wanted food so I pushed myself off my bed and made my way out into the hallway and went to walk down the stairs but stopped when I heard the hushed voices of Ronnie and Jenna from downstairs.

"But all she does is sit in her room all day!" I heard Ronnie hiss.

"Yeah and she's your sister Ronnie!" Jenna shot back; I crept down the stairs and to the doorway of the living room where the two of them were sat on the couch, which was facing away from where I was stood. "She's going through hell and you expect her to be happy every minute?!"

"I don't expect that at all! Its just I'm sick of her moping in her room all day! And when she's not in her room crying she's sulking around the house like the weight of the world is on her shoulders! She needs to learn that she's not the only one going through stuff like this!"

"Well I guess if I'm putting a downer on you both I'll leave." I spoke up from the doorway which clearly made the two of them jump in surprise.

"Amber-I- You've got the wrong end of the stick-"

"No Ronnie I understand, I'll go up and pack my bags now." I muttered before turning on my heel and making my way back upstairs.

"Amber don't do this!" I heard Ronnie call after me. I glanced behind me and saw that he was following me up the stairs. I climbed them as quick as I could but being 8 months pregnant and climbing stairs trying to get away from your brother was a hard task but I finally reached the top, granted I was panting slightly but hey what can you expect. I quickly walked to my room where I shut the door in Ronnie's face and listened as he kept trying to get me to open the door and come out so he could explain himself.

Luckily for me, I hadn't really unpacked my clothes from the case so I just put all my other belongings back in the case and made sure that I put all of my washed clothes back in too. Once all of my clothes and belongings had been gathered I slipped on the hoodie that I had taken from Craig and some shoes before texting TJ asking if I could stop at his for a few days which he was okay with. I zipped up my case and opened the door where Ronnie was leant up against the wall opposite my room with his arms folded.