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I'd recommend listening to Tuesdays by Jake Scott whilst reading this (shout out to fovvs mix😂). It doesn't apply to the start of the chapter but does about half way through and I just think it's a nice song x

Andy's P.O.V

Three months later

Things seemed to be okay for now, Aliana was healthy, and Rye and I had celebrated our one year anniversary 2 months ago. But this was only the calm before the storm.

We'd both get annoyed over petty little things, whether it was who went to prepare Ana's milk, why I'd been so late out with her even though I'd gone to get some talcum powder. Rye had even accused me of cheating, at one point.

"Rye, why would I even think about seeing someone else? We're married, literally just had our one year fucking anniversary. We have a daughter together! How can you think I'd stoop so low, huh?"

It was at this point Aliana started crying and my husband glared at me. "Now look what you've done!" He exclaimed, going to pick her up from her basket. I beat him to it, trying to quieten her whilst my blood continued to boil.

"Me?! Who was the one fucking accusing me of seeing someone behind their back?"

"I can't do this," he said, grabbing his jacket. I stared after him.

"Yeah, sure, run away! Or are you just going to lash out, like usual?"

"Funny you're the one saying I'm running away, Andy," he laughed, slamming the door behind him.

What was happening to us? Why were we constantly at each other's throats?

I sat down on the bottom step of the stairs, sobbing over Ana, who I didn't even try and comfort anymore. We cried together.

"Andy? What's wrong?" Jack appeared behind me, pulling me into a hug. Brook offered to take Ana but I shook my head.

"W-we had another argument," I cried, burying my face in Jack's shoulder. "Rye walked out of the house."

Aliana cried even harder, and I rubbed my nose with hers.

"I know, baby, I know. I miss Daddy too."

"Don't worry, And. He'll be back soon. Just give him time to cool off," Jack said, rubbing my back comfortingly. I nodded and stood up.

"Can we watch a film together? Just for old time's sake," I said to Jack, who smiled.

"Yeah, sure. Want some popcorn?"

I nodded eagerly, wiping the tears away now. Aliana seemed happier too, gurgling quietly in my arms.

"I wanna make it together."

We went into the kitchen and I got out some popcorn, getting it ready. Whilst doing so, Jack started humming a very familiar song.

"I haven't listened to that in years," I laughed, and we started singing together.

"Two years this summer
I knew it from the day I saw her
We were gonna be together

That's why
I'm here to see her
She doesn't know I'm in Virginia
But I know she's mine forever

So I'm askin' for your blessin'
And maybe just one lesson
He said, "Twenty-seven years, and here's my takeaway, "

It's not just picture perfect dancing in a white dress
It's not just rainy days when nothing stops the fighting
It's not just highs and lows, and champagne toast
I've come to know that love's not only the best days
Or the worst days
Love is the Tuesdays
Yeah, love is the Tuesdays

It's breakfast thrown together
While she's sleepin' in your high school sweater
And you've never seen anything better
It's the season three you're watching
A little bit of evenin' walkin'
And sittin' with your best friend talkin'

Oh, it's not just picture perfect dancing in a white dress
It's not just rainy days when nothing stops the fighting
It's not just highs and lows, and champagne toast
I've come to know that love's not only the best days
Or the worst days
Love is the Tuesdays
Yeah, love is the Tuesdays

No, it's not Hollywoods' sign
Cause troubles will come
But it's the best decision you're ever gonna make
And you've got my blessing
But just hear this lesson
Twenty-seven years and all I've gotta say

It's not just picture perfect dancing in a white dress
It's not just rainy days when nothing stops the fighting
It's not just highs and lows, and champagne toast
I've come to know that love's not only the best days
Or the worst days
Love is the Tuesdays

Yeah, love is the Tuesdays

Oh, love is the Tuesdays."

I let the nostalgia wash over me, the happy memories of when we'd spent so damn long trying to learn every note to the song, and we'd both mastered it perfectly. I didn't even care about the movie anymore; having a best friend moment like this with Jack was something I'd missed so much, without actually realising that.

***

Hours later, I found myself in bed rather than on the couch where we'd fallen asleep, and Ana wasn't near me. Rye walked in, climbing into bed. I shuffled closer and rested my head on his chest, closing my eyes.

"I'm sorry I shouted at you," I said quietly. "I didn't mean what I said."

"No, darling, it's not your fault. I'm sorry for accusing you of cheating. I shouldn't have to think of you doing that."

"Where's Ana?"

"In her cot. I kinda missed having some time with just my beautiful boy," he laughed, kissing my head.

"What do you think Aliana's going to be like? When she's older, that is."

"I have no clue, baby. What do you think?"

"When you walked out and I explained to Jack what happened, I mentioned you and she started crying harder. She's pretty clever, even if she is only three months."

"He gets it from you," Rye chuckled. He kissed my hair and we fell asleep, worries dispersing.

A/N Filler chapter bc I needed some time between what's about to happen next. Buckle yourselves in xx😂

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