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Secret Chapter- Hannah's Lost Baby (Before Chapter 22)

WARNING: This chapter could trigger some people, it covers tragedies that may have happened in real life to someone reading- please take care. Also, small amount of sexualness in the beginning.

Lexi's POV.

I'd just checked in on mum, before heading upstairs with Louis. She was peacefully asleep- our ruckus Saturday night dinner had tired her out. Her bump looked really cute, it's silhoeutte all I could see against the moonlight shining through a crack she left open in the curtains. Louis tugged on my hand, and I turned away, shutting the door to mum's room. 

"He really changed her, didn't he?" He said, refering to my dad as we walked the short distance to my room. I nodded, my neck tight as it always felt when someone brought up my dad. I wasn't scared to talk about him- I'd told Louis everything that had happened, and at the end he was in tears and just hugged me for a flat 10 minutes, telling me he'd rather die than let me fall into dad's hands again. I don't even remember what his name was, actually. The one time my mother spoke to him, directly to him, was when I was 11, and he'd thwacked her. 

Louis pulled me out of my thoughts as he sat me down on top of him on the bed, a sneaky smirk on his face as his hands slipped inside my shirt. I smiled, and poked my tongue out at him, before rolling off and cocooning myself in the duvet. 

"Nah, not tonight, I'm tired." I said, hiding my giggles. Louis groaned, and practically threw himself on me. Even through the duvet I could feel he had a semi already. To make the situation worse, I wiggled my bum against it, and he moaned. "Lexi- come on Lexi." He groaned, rutting against my butt. It's not that I didn't want to, I was just having a little joke of my own with him.

"Get off me then, I can hardly suck you off in this position." I huffed, and I saw his eyes go wide and he immediately scrambled off me. I laughed at his expression of astonishment. 

"You've got a rotten dirty mouth on you Lex!" He laughed after a second or two. I just smirked, mimicking his irritating favoured mouth movement, and traced my hand over his crotch, before pressing down harder. He sighed, shutting his eyes and parting his lips slightly in pleasure. I leaned forwards, still with my hand on his crotch, and kissed him roughly, my tongue taking dominance. He shifted me suddenly, so I was straddling his lap and he was rutting his hips up on my, ahem, "lady pocket". This was great- we'd never done anything like this before, normally it was just the normal stuff like hand jobs and blow jobs and him eating me out. But this- this was errotic, and as I discovered, a very, very big turn on for me. We were both moaning, and kissing each other, pushing harder looking for friction when-

"Is that mum?" I asked, quickly stopping mine and Louis' motions to listen out. I could have sworn I heard a scream from down the hall. Louis, was looking at the door, slowly got out from underneath me. "I heard it too." He said, putting his head against the door. I noticed he'd gone back to a semi- I guess the sound had scared his willy as much as him. We stood there in silence for a moment, before the sound came again- and this time I was certain it was mum. I leapt out of bed, following Louis as he wrenched open the door and fled down the hall, with me hot on his heels. 

Mum was lying on her side, writhing in pain and clutching the bedsheets- they were white, and I definitely didn't remember them having a red pattern on them. "Oh god- mum!" I cried, leaping over the pile of washing she had by the door and racing to her, as Louis ran to get the phone to call the ambulance. I knelt before mum, and took her hand in mine. "Mum, mum, it's ok, it's ok." I soothed, as her face screwed up in pain. 

"It-it's gone Lexi. The baby. It left me. I know it has." She choked, and I checked the sheets under her, absolutely terrified I'd find a foetus there. Thankfully, it was just a mass of blood. Louis came bounding back up the stairs, his face a little pink from all the running he'd done. "Mum's on her way round now- and so is the ambulance." He panted, moving closer to me, so he too was kneeling next to my mum. "Hannah? It's going to be alright." He reassured her, but tears were pricking the corners of my eyes. It had all been going so well.