Knocked Up (Lenny Pearce/Justice Crew Fanfic)

Chapter 9: Knocked Over

* Lenny’s POV *

She left.

She left me.

Ava left me.

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“You’re late!” Lukas exclaimed as I have entered the studio, teasing me about it as others have joined in, giving in their opinions for what my punishment should be for being three hours late. If I had a choice, I’ll do whatever they would want, instead of having this kind of consequence Ava had slapped me in the face with.

I lost my fiance because of something I knew I could have avoided, but again, didn’t say a thing. To top it all off, Harley didn’t stop crying the whole morning because he was looking for Ava, and was used to having her make him breakfast. He didn’t even like the way I made his pancakes, even if it was exactly the same one Ava does with the fruits on top, resembling a happy face. Ironic, I’m doing a happy pancake when all I could feel was misery.

It didn’t even work when I had place a handful of gummy bears in his plate – he didn’t want to eat it. Even in the car on the way to my parents’ place, he would either continue his wails or ignore me the whole time.

“Dude, have you been listening?” John smacked me in the head as I sent him deathly glares, burning his eyes with mine. He immediately stepped back with both of his arms raised up, like he was putting up that white flag and giving up on whatever.

“What’s with the gloomy face? Had a rough night with Ava?” Paulie teased, winking at me suggestively. “Aww, didn’t babe give you a sexy morning?” He continued as I just sat there, my head dropped on my hands as tears erupted. Every time I think of Ava, the tears automatically reappear, flooding up my vision and the whole Australia. Screw the weather reports.

“Hey, I was just kidding!” Paulie uttered, almost as if he was guilty of the things he had said, wanting me to feel better.

The other guys laughed, perhaps thinking I was getting in some joke, playing with Paulie – the guy looked like he was proper scared of how I was acting. And when I didn’t wake up from that so-called joke, John was the first one to ask if I was okay.

That’s when I just had to have some time with my twin brother. Launching myself towards him, he had welcomed me into a twin hug we used to share when we were little. Not that we don’t share them anymore now, but it has been too long since I had allowed ourselves to be in this kind of state. We were embarrassed seeing as we both were grownups now, but I just couldn’t control my emotions. Humiliation was the last thing on my mind, or way out of it.

“Ava left me.” Was the only thing I could utter as I felt John’s hands around me, comforting me into the same embrace he would give me when we were kids, especially when we were in some sort of trouble and thought we only had each other to rely on, ignoring the fact we had other brothers to count on.

Having a twin not only meant having a brother, but also a best friend that you can lean on when things are rough, and that’s why having John right now was too important to me, mainly because I know I can’t open up to my parents. I didn’t want to.

“What happened?” Samson asked. Now all of the other guys have gathered round us, showing their support as their palms had connected on my back, head, and hand, wishing I’d be okay, or this was just some obstacle in life I’ve been put through.

“She left me.” I couldn’t even say the whole reason, still too shocked that we have come into this state, when just in the previous days, we were excited about being a complete family – all three of us and the coming baby.