But Baby 2 (Brad Simpson Fanfic)

Chapter 36

"Zoe, for the love of God will you slow down and tell me again?" My mum exclaims, grasping at my shoulders. I take a breath and repeat the entire story, how Bradley was alive, and how he was okay - despite everything. My mum stared at me in disbelief, "But what about when Daisy finds out?"her voiced laced with concern as she leads me towards to kitchen table, and sitting me down on a chair as she sits opposite me.  My Mother honestly deserved an award for the amount of ways she managed to ruin a mood, because she was definitely a pro at it. I simply shrug my shoulders, and let my fingers tug at the sleeves of my shirt. "Zoe, please, you need to face reality, as soon as Daisy finds out he is awake she's going to be right by his side, and whether he likes it or not, she won't be leaving"
"Mum, we kissed, he said he loves me, he won't let Daisy ruin it all again" I whine, feeling like a small child again. 
"We both know what she's like Zoe, whether it's what he wants or not she is the one wearing the trousers in that relationship" She reaches out to take a hold of my hand, but I pull it away, I know she was only speaking what I was worrying about, but I didn't want to hear it. 

I was clinging to the hope that Bradley was speaking the truth, that he loves me, and that we could be together again. But deep down I knew it might not be true, I knew he might be besotted by Daisy and her looks once again; and despite everything we'd been through, I knew me and the children might not be enough to hold onto him. 
All I wanted was for my family to be complete again, for once and forever, but I was fearful that it would never happen. 

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My eyes fought to stay open as I watched baby Jo's chest rise and fall in her sleep, she let out the odd noise in her sleepy state . I knew she'd be awake in a few hours, wanting to be fed and cuddled, I just sat and admired the peace I could get while it was around. Thomas and Ellie were tucked up in bed, and I could only wish I was tucked up in bed.
My sleep schedule hadn't been the same since the fire, paranoia swamped my mind and overtook my body every night. I was petrified for me, but for my children  the most. Any ounce of sleep I got would amount to me startling awake from nightmares.
My mind couldn't wrap itself around the fact that someone so spiteful would try to kill my babies, they were innocent in every aspect of the word.

I was broke from my thoughts as the doorbell rang, I shifted slightly on the sofa, hoping my Mum would appear from upstairs, but she didn't. I sighed and forced myself up, my feet carrying me over to the front door, "Hello" I sigh, swinging the door open. But i was frozen in my stance as I saw who was there "Er, Daisy, I think you're at the wrong house" my voice spits out, before I try to close the door.
Daisy's foot gets in the way, "I know what you and Brad did yesterday, just don't forget, me and Brad never broke up" She removes her foot from the door way, spinning on her heal and begins to walk away "I'd look out if I were you. Wouldn't want another accident would we?"