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*Alexis' pov*

"Why wouldn't you fucking tell me?" Zach yells and Amalia flinches
"Don't you dare yell at her Zachary. You are the one with the weak pull out game" I growl and Zach glares at me
"What's going on?" Corbyn walks out with worried eyes when he takes in my posture
I was in front of Amalia protectively with a very murderous look on my face.
"I didn't tell you because I was scared" Amalia whispers and Zach looks at her
"Amalia, we are both scared. You don't understand how many times I have thought about kids and how much it scares me! What if I'm a horrible father? What if something happens to you...I can't even look after myself without you Amalia, how the hell am I meant to look after a kid?" Zach steps forward and Amalia looks at him with tears in her eyes
"Life has risks Zach, I wasn't ready for a kid. But look at Marcie, she's still alive. You know you have us and your family" I put my hand on Zach's shoulder and he nods
"But it's not the same. If Amalia died...I don't know what I would do with myself" Zach looks at Amalia and she launches herself at him
He catches her and she's start crying hysterically. The girls walk inside and I grab Corbyn's hand looking at the young couple crying.
"Are they gonna be okay?" I look at Corbyn and he pulls me closer
"We can only hope" Corbyn murmurs and kisses my head before walking inside.
"Hope is for suckers" I whisper before turning and walking into the house.

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"He's finally calmed down" Amalia murmurs and I look up at her from my coffee
We went on a little breakfast date so we could talk.
"What does he think about it?" I stir my coffee and Amalia shrugs
"He seems happy, but sometimes he looks lost" Amalia bites her lip and Eve walks into the diner yawning.
"Eve!" Amalia calls out
Eve looks over in shock and orders her stuff before running to our booth. She sits down next to me and kisses my cheek before looking at Amalia.
"How are you?" She smile softly and I keep my eyes on my coffee
"You know Amalia I actually have to go, Saskia is leaving to go back home. Corbyn is out motorbike riding with his brother. I'll see you girls later" I smile and Eve jumps up letting me get out of the booth
I wave to them before making my way to the car. I drive home slowly and sigh when the house comes into view. Sometimes I wonder what life would be without Marcie.
"Hey honey" Saskia kisses my cheek and I hear Marcie gurgling in the background
"Hey mum" I smile softly and walk over to Marcie
I lift her up and she smiles a gummy smile I grin at her kissing her softly and Saskia looks at the time.
"Shoot, I gotta go! Remember Alexis, call me I you ever need her to be babysat. Bye bye baby!" Saskia runs over kissing Marcie on the head softly before planting a kiss on my cheek
"Make sure you text me when you get home" I smile and she gushes
"Sometimes I wonder how Corbyn go someone as perfect as you" she grins and waves before running out of the house
I put Marcie back in her play pen before sitting on the couch. Bambi runs over and tucks her head into my lap knowing I was happy.
"I love you baby" I whisper brushing her hair softly
"I'm sorry I haven't been a good mother" I whisper
"I nearly had Marcie killed, imma horrible mother Bambi" I croak before bursting into tears
I hear a motorbike getting close so I stand up quickly and wipe the tears off my cheek before splashing my face with water. I take a shaky breath and start to cut up some food for dinner as Corbyn comes through the door.
"Hey beautiful" Corbyn kisses me softly and then walks into the living room to say hello to Marcie.
I follow him and sit on the couch as he lays next to Marcie playing with her.
"What would you do if I died?" I murmur and Corbyn frowns looking up at me
"I don't know..why?" Corbyn sits up and I look at my hands
"I just want to know, what would you do if I died?" I look up at him and he looks at Marcie
"Do whatever I can to raise Marcie exactly how you would of wanted her to be raised. I would be broken and I don't think I would want to live. Why Alexis?" Corbyn grabs my hand and I look at my lap

"I have a brain tumour"

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This story is ending very soon. I'm sorry but I'm losing ideas and I don't want to drag the book on any longer.
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04/01/19

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