The Blind and The Unseen

Living

-Stella's POV-

When we entered the mess hall for breakfast, everyone greeted us with a smile. Apparently Jeremy had told everyone about what had happened with Diana and even showed them a video he had recorded. Everyone seemed to be happy.

Everyone but Mick.

He had approached us. I could sense that he was angry. My grip on Laurent's arm tightened and I hid behind him a bit. Laurent's stance changed as he tried to protect me from Mick's rage. "Good Morning, my friend." He greeted. I could instantly feel Mick's mood change.

"Did it work?" Mick asked, his voice sounding almost...happy?

"Oui, it did." Laurent replies with a laugh.

"Did what work?" I turned to them questioningly, crossing my arms.

"Uh...well." Mick stuttered. "Oi Uh...May have helped Spoi with a plan ta win ya back."

"And what did you tell him?" I felt like I had been betrayed by my best friend.

"'e just told me to wait. 'e knows you better zen anyone. 'e said if I waited a while, you'd eventually turn to alcohol to cope." Laurent said sheepishly.

"Oi knew if ya had a drink or two in ya, you'd be willin' ta 'ear him out." Mick added, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Why would you go behind my back like that?" I asked, letting my arms fall to my sides.

"Because Oi knew 'e made ya 'appy. Oi knew you were seein' 'im in secret, but I didn't stop it 'cuz you seemed so much 'appier. The last time Oi saw ya that 'appy when when you got the letter sayin' you'd been 'ired here." He explained.

"But I thought you didn't like Spy?"

"Oi didn't. But then oi saw 'ow 'e treated ya. And Oi...Oi couldn't keep that from ya. Yer ma
little sista." He suddenly turned to face Laurent. "But if you 'urt my little sheila again, Oi'll 'unt ya and 'ang yer 'ead above the fiya place as a trophy." Mick warned.

"Back off big bro. He's not gonna hurt me. And if he does, you'll have to get to him before me." I chuckled, "Now I need something to eat before I get angry."

We all sat down for breakfast, Laurent's hand resting comfortably on my waist, a place it could often be found.

"So, Stella, Oi didn't hear ya come back to yer room last noight. Where were ya?" I don't think I could have turned any redder at his question. I looked away before answering.

"I...uh, I stayed in Spy's room. He wanted to watch over me as I recovered." I half lied, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Uh huh. Well I hope ya at least used protection." I may not be able to see, but I knew he was rolling his eyes. I turned to Laurent for his answer. I felt his body tensed under my gaze.

"Spy? You used protection, right?" I whispered.

"Oui, of corse I did. We are not ready for children." He stuttered, turning from me.

"Hey!" Jeremy yelled from across the room.

"We love you son!" I yelled back, turning back to Laurent. "I'll trust you. But if something happens,"

"Mon cher, I promise, if anyzing 'appens, I'll stay right 'ere by your side." Laurent promised me, sealing it with a kiss.

"Oi don't think oi'll eva get used to that." Mick groaned, quickly finishing his breakfast. "Have fun ya lovebirds."

(Sorry for the short chapter y'all. I was having a bit of writers block and just really wanted to move time forward a bit. The next chapter should be a bit longer.)