Pt. 2

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I went downstairs for a bowl of cereal. There was a note on the milk. "Out for the week. -Wynnie"

I figured if I wanted Zayn to come back, i'd have to fix more than the issues he thinks I have. I grabbed my phone and called Ash and invited him over.

He arrived about 30 minutes later. "You're not gonna shoot me are you." He said slowly walking in. "No." I said softly. "What's wrong?" He said hugging me. "He left and took Iris." I said. "He left." Ash repeated. I nodded. "Why aren't you happy?" Ash said. "Ash. I'm being serious." I said. "So am I."

"It's my fault." I said. "What did you do?" He wanted to know. "I screwed his best friend." I eased out. "What! That's hot. Was he there too!" Ash said leaning forward more interested. "Ash, seriously. No jokes." "Well..."

"No. He wasn't and he didn't know I was doing it." I was getting upset and started to whimper. "Aw, come here." He got up and sat next to me. I put my head into his chest and cried like a baby. "I love him so much, I just can't stand it. I'm so stupid and he says I hurt him. I just want my baby back." I blabbered.

"Tammie, woah! I know you aren't crying over him. The fucktard that got you pregnant. I helped you better than that. I told you never chase after a guy that hurt you." He said. He wiped my tears. "No, he didn't." I said. "What!" He sat up. "That's just it, he didn't. Someone else did. And he's been nothing but help." I looked at him.

"Tam. What do you mean? I have done hurtful, and mean things because he got my baby pregnant. My little sister pregnant in her twenties not even done with school and decided on a career. I specifically told him if he hurt you i'd come after him." Ash said standing up and looking down at me. "Ash, I swear to you, it wasn't him. I wouldn't be in this house if it was him. Iris isn't Arabian, she's Hispanic." I said.

"Who got you pregnant?" He demanded to know. "Ash, I promise if you go looking for this man I will come after you." He nodded. "He's a prison escapee. Once again, he was in jail but this time he paid his bail and he's going to try to find Iris and get custody. Don't worry about me, because once Zayn comes back I'll feel safe." I got up and went in the kitchen. "Tammie, Zayn is the size of a pipsqueak. I could thump him and he fall over. I'm not afraid to go to jail." I laughed.

"Well, what else is there is him leaving?" He asked. "He wants me to see Dr. Richards with my gay friend. He said i'm chill with him." I said fixing a snack.

"Where is this guy then?" Ash asked. "I don't know. I'll call him later."

"Well, what do you want to talk about since i'm here." He said getting up to sit at the bar. I spread the peanut butter onto the celery and nutella on some. I put it on a plate and we ate and conversed.

"Iris is a real brat. She called me a bitch." I said. He laughed and managed to get out, "What'd you do to her." "Nothing she hit her funny bone and her fish died. What am I the causes of all misery?" I said reaching for the last piece. "Split it." He said. He turned into Spider-Man when it was going into my mouth. He jumped over the counter and grabbed it but then I bit his hand instead of the celery and he lifted his real higher and I couldn't get it. Then he put me in a headlock to eat it. "Ugh. That's the last piece of celery." I complained. He kissed my forehead and said, "It was good too."

Ash went home and I stayed home and waited for him to come back. I said I'd see Dr. Richards tomorrow and I already told Tony.

I got a text, "Meet me at the bar." From Ash.

I drove to Sammy's Pad and saw my old friend Jared. "Hi, how are you?" he hugged and kissed me on my cheek. "Okay I guess." I sat down at the bar instead of a table. "You're not being sarcastic are you?" I shook no. "It's my husband, Zayn. He's not the problem, I am. I think that because I got pregnant so young, I'm trying to do now what I couldn't do when I was pregnant. Don't judge me but I have had sex with almost 3 people outside of him. One wasn't planned or enjoyed. But the other one is my best friend's husband. She didn't know about the second time and I feel so disgusted at myself because I have to tell her." I said taking a sip of my drink, the third.

"It's kind of loud you want to go outside?" he said. "Yeah." We went outside and sat in his car. "So how did you have sex with him the second time?" He asked. "Well, he invited us over, us being Zayn, Iris, and myself. So before we went, I took my dad home because my mom had returned from her trip. She doesn't like him to be alone for more than a week, so does he. Anyway, we went over and ate. Then Harry was outside getting the mail and I offered to put the trash in the outdoor garbage can. We where both outside together, alone."

"We had been wanting to do it again since the baby an-" I said before Jared cut me off. "Wait, you had his baby?" He asked. "Only because his wife's baby died and she didn't want to risk another dead one." I said. "How many kids do you and Zayn have?" "I have one, we have none." I said. "Yeah, your life is pretty fucked." He said opening a beer. "I don't need you to tell me that. So we were going inside and he said, "I wouldn't leave Sarai for you, but I can guarantee you'd leave Zayn for me. That set it off for me I was so turned on by it. He is so cocky, but it wasn't true. I wouldn't leave Zayn. I love him too much. Even though it doesn't seem that way."

I grabbed his beer and chugged it down. "Woah, what drink number is this for you?" I burped and said, "6." I laid back. "One thing I don't want you to do is try to drink your sorrows away. It doesn't work like that." I sat up getting lightheaded. "And how would you know?" i got louder, thinking I was shouting over voices. "Because I just do." He yelled. "What's your chill?" I said sitting back. "I was a drunk for 3 years, then I got help. I tried to make myself loose, or whatever you call it, and I got violent. So, they put me in rehab." I said. I rubbed his head and turned in the seat to where I was facing the wi dow and my back was to him. I had let the seat all the way down, and I cried myself to sleep.

When I woke up, I was unsure of my location, but I was still in the car. Except I was laid in the back with a blanket and seat warmers.

"Let me go." I hit the glass as I was locked in. About 2 minutes later Jared came back with breakfast from Panera across the street. "Did you touch me?" I said in panic, breathing hard. "To move you other than that no." "So. I'm not pregnant." I reassured myself. "Shouldn't be, unless you screwed someone else." He giggled. I threw my bagel at him. "Look, I slept in my chair because of you." He laughed. "Thank you. You are a good friend." I nibbled on my muffin.

"Do you think you can drive home?" He asked. "Yes. Thank you, i'll call you later." I wobbled out of the car and walked to mine. I charged my phone on the way home and I had 15 missed calls, and 24 texts. They were from Ash and 1, one call was from Zayn. I checked Zayn's first and the voicemail was Iris.

"Mommy, can I come back now? I really miss you and Daddy is annoying. He won't let me see you. Please get better!"

I called back but they all went to voicemail. On the last call I left a voicemail.

"Iris, I am so sorry that you can't see mommy. I am trying to fix things between your dad and I. A few puzzle pieces are out of place. Daddy wants me to get the pieces and put them back together, I just have to do it alone. But I really want you to know, nothing is your fault. I love you boo. Mwah!"

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