When Tommo finally came into the kitchen, the first thing she said was:
"Caitlin, can I talk to you in another room for a bit? Bring Niall if you like."
Here we go, I thought.
"Theo, stay here, okay? Tommo just needs to talk to us." I said to my nephew, as Caitlin got up from her seat and I took her hand in mine.
"Okay..." he muttered before moving to make himself some breakfast.
We followed Tommo to a room far from the kitchen, my sitting room near the front door, where the two of us took our places on a couch while she sat on a chair opposite.
Tommo took a deep breath before saying:
"Caitlin, are you pregnant?"
"Well... yes I am." Caitlin told her.
"Please tell me it's Niall's. Please."
"I can't... Because that would mean lying to you and I promised that I'd never lie to you." I felt her grip on my hand tighten.
"Did James...?" Tommo questioned, suddenly seeming terrified for her best friend.
Caitlin nodded, and she burst into tears. I wrapped my arms around her, whispering "It's okay, it's going to be okay."
"I can't believe he even dared to mess with you." Tommo said, anger in her voice, before she got up from her chair and walked over to join the hug, her and I comforting Caitlin as her tears soaked my t shirt.
The three of us sat there like that, cuddled up together, two terrified best friends and the equally terrified stranger who had taken them in, not really knowing just what to do.
"I love you, Caitlin." I found myself whispering to her.
"Me too." Tommo whispered just as lovingly as I had done.
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Say Something
FanfictionA young boy senses that something mysterious is going on in his home one stormy night. The next morning his uncle decides to investigate and finds a girl, beaten and weak from hunger, curled up on a mattress in his nephew's old room, to which they h...
