Anna [J.Shelby]

CHAPTER FIVE

John stumbled in earlier then usual, his footing all over the place, Anna and Grace immediately looked at eachother as they rushed over, grabbing the Shelby by his arms and placing him on a chair.

"John, what the fucks wrong with you?" Anna snapped, pouring water into a cup and slamming it in front of him as he took it, jugging it down him thinking it was alcohol. Grace had dissappeared from the pub, leaving Anna to it.

"What the fucks this? I want whiskey!" John demanded.

"No, John. You're already drunk as it is. No way am I serving you more alcohol now tell me why the fuck you're in this mess"

John slammed his hand on table, making Anna jump and shrink in her seat.

"Oh I don't know. I don't fuckin' know anymore, I've got this ache in me head, it never stops. I'm like some fuckin' monkey, chasin' around after my kids all the fuckin' time. Sometimes I wish it was me who died instead of Martha, they always preferred her, she was better with them too. I just don't know what to fuckin do with 'em anymore. I love em, course I fuckin' do but I can't do it by myself, I need somebody. For once I need fuckin' help"

"Every child loves their parent John, course your children love you. Those children would be just as bad if it was you gone under instead of your wife. Just get help John, just ask for it. You get a permanent minder, sort something out with your family, I don't know. Only you can sort this out, John, they're your kids and you've got to do best by them"

"You're right, course you're fuckin' right" John glanced at Anna, for perhaps a moment longer then he should have, heat building on her cheeks.

"What are you looking at, you drunken silly man?" Anna smiled.

"Realising how fuckin' beautfiul you are suddenly sobered me up"

Anna's heart raced, it almost seemed like she stumbled over to John as in the spur of the moment, her heart confused by his words, she wrapped her arms around Johns neck, stood on the top of her toes and kissed him unlike she had ever kissed man; the most genuine kiss she had ever given.

For John, this came as a surprise, the barmaid continued to surprise and charm him every day.

John deepened the kiss, his hand caressing her cheek as their lips moved softly against eachothers, but it wasn't long before Anna pulled away and almost skipped over to the bar, pouring two whiskeys.

In a slight daze, John asked her, "I thought you wasn't going to serve me alcohol?"

"Well, because I sobered you up, perhaps we can continued our tradition full of random chats, cigarettes and alcohol, like usual" She smiled softly, a sloppy grin slowly made it's way to his face.

Although, the simple thought of Anna and his relationship being purely platonic was neglected in his mind, nothing could ever be the same now, not now that he's sure he felt something that he hadn't in a long while; happiness.

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Erm so I'm going to break this happy moment by announcing I'm bad at kissing scenes and just love in general. I find it hard to put it into words loll. Still, I LOVED READING IT AND I HOPE YOU DID TOO!