CHAPTER 37

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Brent returned home last night. His forehead is healing and he spends most of the day in bed. I was in the kitchen preparing a grilled ham and cheese sandwich for the both of us when my phone rang. I wiped my hand down on my jeans before picking up.

"Hello." I said. I should've looked at the caller ID.

"Hey Tallulah, why didn't you tell me you were moving in with Brad. That's great news!" My mother squealed on the other end.

"Mum it's Brent not Brad. Brad and I broke up 2 years ago." I sighed.

"Oh darling. Has it really been that long?" She asked and I nodded. I forgot that she couldn't see me so I just replied with a 'yes'.

"You never talk to me." I said.

"I've been busy Tallulah. You're old enough to look after yourself, I mean you're 19. There are many 19 year olds who live independently." She explained and I clenched my fists.

"Mum, I am 21. Not 19, 21." I shouted, what sort of mum is this.

"Wow you've grown dear." Is she fucking stupid?

"What else don't you know mum? Oh yeah I forgot to tell you, I'm pregnant with Brent's child and I'm getting married in a few months. You never called so I never told you." I cried. From upstairs I could hear footsteps and I quietened my voice.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!" My mother screamed and I rolled my eyes.

"Yes mother, pregnant." I repeated and I knew my mum will be hyperventilating. Footsteps walked down the stairs and I ran towards the toilet to hide myself.

"Tallulah I'm so sorry for not being there for you." My mother sobbed and my heart broke.

"You should be." I said as my temperature rose.

"I want to be part of this child's life. Tallulah please, you are my only child." She begged and I sighed.

"Only if you walk me down the aisle." I smiled and my mum screamed. I removed the phone from my ear and I was still able to hear her.

"Darling of course!"

"I guess Brent will be okay with you staying with us or you could go back to my old apartment." I said, hinting that I didn't want her with Brent and I.

"I need to get to know my son-in-law a little better Tallulah." She said.

"Oh dang it, I forgot that we changed the spare bedroom into a nursery." I told her and my mum laughed fakely.

"You're a terrible liar. If you didn't want me staying with you, you could've said so."

"Mum-"

"Save it Tallulah, I'll talk to you tomorrow." And she hung up. I heard a knock but it wasn't on the toilet door. I flushed even though I didn't even pee or poop. It's a habit I guess.

Slowly I opened the door but it creaked slightly and I winced.

"I can't do that." Brent said. I wanted to get a closer look at who he was talking to but it was too risky.

"We made a deal Brent." A voice replied and I gasped. My hand slapped against my mouth as I realised that I was too loud.

"I told you, the deal is off." Brent shouted and I moved nearer to the door.

"Well because of your stupid decision, one of your twins died." The person rubbed in Brent's face.

"How do you know?" He whispered and tears brimmed my eyes.

"The driver, the careless driver that caused you to swerve. Yeah that was me!" The person admitted and I ran towards the door.

"YOU BITCH!" I screamed as I looked Rebecca straight in the eye. Brent held me back but I wiggled around trying to get out of his grip.

"You were the one meant to die Tallulah." Rebecca smirked and I kicked her shins. She hopped up and down whilst holding her leg in pain. Brent let go of me and I continued kicking her until she fell to the ground.

"This is for me," I kicked her once more, "for Brent, the twins," I kicked her 3 more times, "and all the times you made me miserable." I sobbed and Brent pulled me away from Rebecca. I sank down the wall and buried my head in my hands. Rebecca wailed and rolled around the floor as Brent stood well away from her. He turned to me and refused to look in his gaze.

I had had enough of this spawn of the devil so I called the police. They came within 10 minutes and raised their eyebrows at Rebecca's weeping body.

"You are under arrest for careless driving, attempted murder, murder, and assault." The policeman said as he took Rebecca away. Brent sat beside me and held my hand.

"I didn't know." He admitted and I turned to face away from him.

"You should've told me Brent." I said with my back facing him.

"Tallulah please look at me. I didn't want to hurt you." He pleaded.

"This is what she did to Brad. She threatened to hurt me if Brad didn't break up with me. I think when he got hit by a car, Rebecca thought he'd be with me." I sighed and tears continued falling.

"Tallulah if anything happens to you I swear, I will hunt her down. I can't live without you." He said as he kissed my neck. I turned to see tears rolling down his cheeks and I rested my forehead on his.

"Neither can I."

Brent stood up and grabbed my hand. He helped me up and we ran towards the bedroom. Well I trailed behind with the weight I held in my stomach. We lay down on the bed and stared into each other's eyes. I giggled as Brent pecked my nose and felt my bump. My eyes closed as my stomach was attacked internally.

"Tallulah," he smiled as his eyes widened and his teeth showed, "I felt a kick." I looked down at my stomach and rested my hand in his.

"The baby knows daddy's here." I whispered loudly enough for Brent to hear. He kissed my tummy and trailed kisses along my chest, neck then found his way to my lips.

We were interrupted by a knock from the door.

"You wait here, I'll get it." Brent sweetly suggested and kissed me. I heard him run down the stairs and answer the door. Whoever was at the door was obviously a friend of Brent because they were talking for ages. I could only hear muffled noises and I was beginning to get bored.

"TALLULAH!" Brent called from downstairs and I got up.

"Coming!" I replied as I carefully walked down the stairs.

"There's someone here to see you." He frowned and I looked at the door.

"Hey Tallulah, long time no see." My brother stood at the door, his clothes ripped and dirty and his hair all over the place. His shoes were worn away and he only carried a carrier bag.

"I thought you were dead..."

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