Trainwreck |✔️

CHAPTER 35

I chose that picture again but zoomed in on Ant cause me and StrawberryBoi agreed he looke 'Tasty' 😋🤤😍

I wrote 4 different versions of this chapter with 4 different ways Ant reacts and I still am not happy with it 😪 it's taken me about 8 days to complete 😂

And if you've just been reading Spotlights... yes it's a double whammy today people 🤩 don't say I don't treat ya  🍫

Ant's POV

"You should get out of this house right now. You don't belong here." That was like a knife to my chest. The worst part was, there was still that part of me that believed him. Who was I kidding thinking I'd could be part of their family?! I wasn't like them and they knew it.

I looked to Dec with anxiety bubbling in my irises. I felt the familiar feeling of panic wash over me but his calm emerald eyes kept me grounded.

He wanted me to stay. He wanted me to fight for him

"I'll go if the hosts want me to."

"You don't seriously believe you deserve to stay? After everything you did?"

Judging by age and through the power of deduction I calculated it was Eamonn that cut in, realisation dawning on his face "Wait- I know that name...McPartlin? As in the kid who went to prison?"

"He should've stayed there too." Martin spat, poking a finger into my chest. I felt Dec try to come forward to speak but I squeezed his hand, silently pleading him to let me resolve this, I rubbed my thumb gently over his hand as thankyou when he stayed silent.

The eldest sister, Patricia spoke out, she sent me a small smile that greatly resembled her mother's. "Dad told us the story Martin, he was just a boy when it happened. Let it go."

"Aye he's even more dangerous as a man." Martin growled stepping up right into my personal space so we were nose to nose. I hated having people this close to me, unless it was Declan. You can't anticipate an attack from this angle, it put me on edge but I stood firm, my eyes challenging.

"I'm right here Martin. I don't know what you expect me to do? Do you want me to say I'm sorry? Breakdown? Cry or beg for forgiveness? Cause I've already done that. I've spent the last 4 years paying for my mistakes. You had every right to distrust me all those years ago but with all do respect you don't know me, you don't know what I've had to go through to win Declan back and earn his trust and I'll be damned if I give up now just because you don't like me." I felt the adrenaline pumping through me, it was difficult using words in an argument... I was much more of a punch now think later kind of guy in my youth.

"Good lad." I felt Mr Donnellys presence beside us and shot him a grateful smile. Dec tucked himself closely into my side in support, I could feel the anger coming off him and placed a small kiss in his hair to help calm us both down.

Some how with Mr Donnelly beside me and Dec cuddled against me I felt stronger, like I had a right to be fighting this battle. Like I want alone.

"Dad you cant seriously be supporting him right now?! He's no good for our Decky! His whole life is a mess! He is a mess!"

"Yes I can. Mart, I love you son but you are way out of line. Even as a littlen you were too quick to judge. You have always disliked Anthony so you never bothered to understand the full story." Dec stepped up this time, placing his hand on his elder brother's chest so he could firmly- but also gently- push him away from my personal space which I was so incredibly grateful for. I relaxed slightly and let Declan take the reigns.