But Baby 2 (Brad Simpson Fanfic)

chapter 14

A/N;

I started writing this at work lol, I feel so ill, I've been standing up since like half 4. 
I just want to cuddle and sleep and eat and sleep and yeah.
Today, I spent half my day trying to find my class rooms because we had so many changes in rooms today.
The song is my FAVOURITE SONG EVER

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Zoe's POV;

I woke up, my legs were tangled with the duvet. I could hear Brad talking, his voice kept changing..Then I hear Ellie giggling. He must be reading her a story. I sigh, and look to the side, where brad would normally lie. A small folded piece of paper lay there instead, I sit up, and pull it into my hands. I unfold it, and read it:

Zozo, morning princess.
I love you, and I want you to know that i mean it.
I'm taking control of the kids today, 
Just promise me, you'll relax?
Last night, made me realise how distant we've been,
And no, I don't mean less sex.
I mean, how we don't have our usual dates,
we don't muck around,
we don't sit and talk all night,
maybe it's because we've grown up?
But what I know is, that me and you are going to go back,
Back to how we use to be
Once Scarlett and Cleo are back together,
Me and you, Ellie and Thomas can start again.
Bradley Xx

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"Mummy" I hear Ellie shout from the living room, I was in the kitchen, making pizza. Brad was in the living room, Thomas was asleep. It almost felt normal, apart from a slightly sore downstairs. 
"Whats wrong princess?" I say, putting the plates down on the side. 
"Daddy!" She responds, i roll my eyes as i hear Brad fake gasp. I walk into the living room, leaning against the door frame; watching the scene infront of me. They were cuddling on the sofa, the Tv playing gentley. Ellie was clutching a doll, wafting it around in the air, almost hitting Brad. Connor, Tristan and James were here, not that you'd actually know. They were all slobbed out on the sofa, probably only staying for the free food. James was pretty much asleep on Connor, and he looked annoyed at Tristans feet wafting in his face. 
"I want Mummy" Ellie says, kicking her feets about. and clambering off the sofa. She scuttles over to me, reaching up. I pull her up into my arms, swaying her from side to side. I kiss her head, her hair was unruley, and tangled. Blame Brad for that gene. I sit down next to Brad, smiling at him softly. Ellie was balanced on my lap, as she swatted her doll. 
"Mummy" 
"Hmm" i say, looking down at her.
"What was you and Daddy doing at sleepy time" she asks, her brown eyes looking up into mine. Oh god. 
"What do you mean? We were asleep darling" Brad glances at me, then at the boys; who were still flopped on the sofa- defintley staying for the food. 
"No. " she states "I woke up, and you telling Daddy fast and you and Daddy making noises" she says, still wafting her doll about. My mouth drops, as do Brads. 

"ey ey Brad" Tris says, winking at us. I groan, and feel my cheeks flush. Why? Oh god why? Brad rolls his eyes, and pulls me into a hug, as Ellie looks at us for a moment, before climbing off my lap and shuffling towards to boys. 
"TRIS!" She grins, climbing up his lead and patting his hair. 
"Ellie!" He grins back, pulling her onto his knees. She was so innocent, and so sweet. I'm am thankful she's turned out so nice, and gentle. I rememeber all the stories Brad's family had told me, and she reminds me of a fetus Brad. Playful, kind, and cuddley. 
She even looks like him, her hair was curly, her eyes brown...She was innocent and cute..The perfect little baby. 

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"Zoe?" Brad whispers, as I settle a sleeping Ellie into her bed. I tucked her duvet around her body, and tucked her teddy in next to her. I turn and face Brad, as he holds up a crumpled photo "Its the triplets Zoe...she must have took it from the draw or something" he sighs, putting the photo back where he found it - she'd know if something had been taken. 
"we need to explain it to her Bradley...She must know something isn't right" I sigh, and walk into his waiting arms. He gives me a quick kiss on the head before we close the door softly behind us. "I'm going to just check on Thomas" i mumble, and open the next door in the corridoor. I glance around, and see Thomas laying in his cot. I really wanted to decorate his room, make it his...not theirs. 

"Bradley?" i say, flopping down onto our bed. He mumbles a reply, as he yanks his shirt over his head. "I think we should redecorate Thomas' room...Make it his" 
He looks at me, throwing his shirt into the washing basket. "I guess so" he says, tilting his head to one side. "I just don't want to get rid of Cleo and Scarlett's things..."
"We won't!" I say, sitting up to face him properly "We can just store it, we never have to ever throw any of it away..I just feel like its wrong..He should have his own room, and he should have space to grown" He nods, sitting on the bed next to me. I was about to speak, as my phone buzzes. I groan and pull it from my bedside tabe.

My face instantly drops, "whats wrong Zoe?" Brad says, trying to take my phone from my hand.
I swallow "its Adam..he..he want's a DNA test brad"