Chapter 19

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A/N: Delivered everything I could that you guys asked for in this chapter! :) if it wasn't here, it'll probably be in one of the next few chapters. Hope you enjoy x






I was feeling better, kind of.

But still incredibly awkward.

I was currently sitting at the kitchen table with everybody, it was the morning and we were all having breakfast, cereal and toast. Things were basically the same as yesterday, we were hardly talking. What was even the point in coming here then? We're going to be here for a month! I don't know if I can stay being this awkward for that long.

I was feeling better than I was last night, but still a little dizzy. It was almost as if I had been cursed for a short while, but I was fine now. Strange.

"Thanks, mother... looks delicious." William sighed. Him, especially him. He's been the most awkward out of us all. No wonder, he's just coming into contact with his mother for the first time in years, and her husband that he used to sleep with when he was younger is here... just awkward. I wonder why they stayed here together? Oh, and Claire. Poor Claire, does she even know the extent of what's going on?

"No problem, William." Josh's grandma, who I'm just going to call Margaret because that's her name, replied. She replied with a tone of sadness. "So, kids, what do you guys do for fun? Is England nice?" She asked all of the younger folk at the table, us. Though we were all over 16.

"It's okay." Elissa answered, a wide smile on her face for some reason.

"Oh, I've always wanted grandkids, I'm glad your father has some." Margaret chuckled, bringing some sort of light to the table. "All that's left now is for one of you to have kids."

Kids... kids. Why does that word give me a weird feeling?

"I can assure you, it won't be long until that happens." Claire spoke. Red. RED. RED. My face is RED. She was obviously referring to Josh and I, nobody else is together.

Nausea hit me again, but only for a split second.

"How old are your children, William?" The man, Archie, asked. I found them talking to each other strange now that I knew their sexual history, sort of.

"Well... Elissa is seventeen, Josh is nineteen, and Oliver is eighteen." He clarified. "Oliver is my son too, basically."

I felt, what's the word, wholesome? Just appreciated. I guess I basically considered him my father, I don't have a real dad, after all. Growing up, I never really missed out on having a dad, because he was always like one. I still wanted to know who my real dad was, though.

"I guess it has been a long time since we've seen you, then." Archie chuckled, taking a sip of his orange juice. "Around twenty years I guess, you were around twenty the last time I saw-"

"Yeah, it has been awhile." Margaret interrupted him.

Again: tension, thick.

"Oh, guess you're all finished." She smiled and took all of our plates and bowls, walking to the kitchen with them. I wasn't even finished.

"I never knew you were still with her." William sighed. I'm guessing he didn't know that his ex was still living with his mother, good thing I'll never have any exes. I'll be with Josh forever and ever. Speaking of Josh, he was currently holding my hand under the table.

"I mean, she gave me shelter when I didn't have any. So." Archie replied, stretching his arms. "How about we talk about this in private?"

"...Okay." William answered. I squeezed Josh's hand, giving him a look to indicate to spy on them. I think he was a bit confused though. I reached into his ear, getting ready to whisper in his ear.

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