Fault 2 // Denis Stoff

T h i r t y - O n e

"Lana! It's 3 in the afternoon!" Denis chuckled, shaking me slightly.

I frowned, what?

"No- I went to the doctor and she said-"

fuck, it was all a dream?

"Babe, you went to no doctor." Denis giggled, "We went for ice cream with Matty yesterday."

I smiled widely, it was all just a nightmare. A horrible one at that.

"Oh my god." I muttered.

"Are you alright?" Denis sighed.

"I- I had the weirdest fucking dream- It felt so, so real. I- god."

Denis sat on the side of the bed, leaning slightly. "Tell me."

"Wait, you're sure I didn't go to the doctor like last week?"

"I'm positive." He frowned. "Jesus, what was this dream you're panicking about?"

"Shit, it felt so real." I whispered, "I went to the doctor and she told me that I'd never be able to conceive again.. Den it was horrible."

"Shit.." He muttered, "That's scary."

i nodded, "Where's Matty?"

"Napping. He's due to wake up actually."

That dream had to mean something, but what was I doing wrong? I simply knew in my heart it was too early to try for another.

Denis must have noticed the distraught look on my face, because the next thing I knew his arms were around me protectively. "We all have horrible dreams, that one was bad. But hey, let's go get Matty and bring him out yeah? Everything is okay baby."

I sighed with relief, feeling happy- maybe even a little more grateful for the life I live.

"Yeah, lets." I smiled, pecking his lips before grabbing his hand and dragging him towards Mattys room.

"Just on time." I giggled, referring to the stirring Matty who was crying out for me already.

"Hey baby." I smiled, picking him up gently.

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After a great day spent with Matty and Denis, We arrived home.

I bathed Matty before changing him and putting him to bed, he's so good. Just like Denis, will sleep for days unless woken up.

After Matty drifted off, I changed into Denis's shirt and entered the open area.

"Wine?" I asked.

Den smirked before he walked over to the fridge and whipped out a bottle of Whiskey.

"For fuck sake." I giggled, shaking my head. "Do you want me to die?"

"hmm, fine be a pussy with your wine ms I'm so fancy." He chuckled as he unscrewed the cap.

Denis began drinking from the bottle, I shook my head and grabbed it from him, taking a large swig.

"Woah woah woah." He snickered, grabbing it back.

"Don't call me a pussy." I pouted before breaking out in laughter.

I then began searching through the bottom cabinet for my bottle of wine, until I got a smack.

"Fuck you." I chuckled.

"Don't bend down in front of me" He groaned, trying to look away.

"what age are you? 13?" I giggled, pouring some drink into my glass.

"fuck off." He snorted, "Your ass just looked good as fuck."

"You're gross." I blushed, tugging on his shirt a little to cover more thigh.

I sat myself on the counter, sipping on my wine as I'm the only partly responsible one here.

Denis set his bottle down, striding towards me. He pushed my legs apart and stood between them.

"I love you." He  smiled like a dork.

"I love you too." I grinned.

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CHAPTER IS RLLY SHORT AND BORING I AM SORRY