Sweetest Devotion

Rolling In The Deep

Anika's POV

I go downstairs to see Ashlyn finishing the last of the pizza and starting to clean up.

 "Did you see how stressed out Mum looked when we went to get her for Angelo? I really wonder what's going on," I say sadly as I helped Ashlyn clean up.

"Yeah, It can't just be work." Ashlyn stopped cleaning and looked up at me, "Mum's phone kept on blowing up with texts when we were out. I wonder what that was about." Ashlyn says.

We both clean in silence, I sit down and think. All of a sudden I jump up off of my chair "I, I have an idea. But...," I sit back down, "it's really bad and I don't know if we should do it." I pause. 

"Well, what is it?" Ashlyn asked.

"You know how Mum gets all her texts on her MacBook? Well, we could..." I pause again unsure if we should do this or not.

"Yeah, what about that.." Ashlyn asked with a wondering look.

"Well, we could sneak into her room and look at them," I say quietly. 

Ashlyn gasped.

"I know I know! It's not a good idea." I say putting the dishes away.

"No Anika, it's a great idea, it's just so unlike you to think of that." Ashlyn laughs,  "Let's do it," she says pulling my arm running up the stairs.

I slowly open Mums door and peek inside to see Mum had fallen asleep with mascara streams down her face which was telling me she had been crying.

"Ashlyn, look at Mum," I say pointing to Mum sleeping on her bed I quietly run and grab her MacBook. 

We run back down the stairs as quickly as we can and jump onto the couch.

"Did you see Mum Ashlyn? It looked like she had been crying!" I say opening the lid of the MacBook.

"That makes me wonder even more about what's going on." She replied. We scroll through the texts only finding work related things.

"Hey wait...do you want to look at Mum and Dads texts?" Ashlyn quietly asks.

We click on their chat to find Mums text to Dad saying:

"Simon come back home. We can figure everything out if you come home. I miss you." 

Followed by another text from Mum saying: 

"Babe I need you."

"Ashlyn, "I gasps, looking up at her, "Dad hasn't responded for either of the texts. Does this mean they are in a fight?" I say, my eyes getting bigger.

"That would explain Mum lying to me about where he was when I asked her in the car. I wonder what they are fighting about though." She said as she closed the MacBook and runs upstairs to return it.

"We need a plan." Ashlyn blurts out as she reached the bottom step.

"For what?" I ask.

"The baby! Remember? They can't have another kid, they just can't." She said with a worried look on her face.
"Oh yeah, what were you thinking?" I replied.