But Baby 2 (Brad Simpson Fanfic)

Chapter 15

A/N; 

Ngl ive had a few messages saying how i make things up not to update.

I update every chance i get.

But i have an autoimmune disease, i go to school everyday, have a job, suffer with anxiety & suicidal thoughts , and have a blog & youtube along with my two books.
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Zoe's POV;

"And and and we had chocolate" I hear Ellie giggle, Brad had been back into the studio for the first time in ages, and he had just gotten back through the front door, and Ellie pounced on him. Me and Thomas were in the kitchen, I was editing some photos, and Thomas was falling asleep in his highchair.
"Oh wow, that sounds fun" i hear Brad say, You can just hear the smile in his voice. We'd been ignoring Adam's text, Thomas was Bradleys, and he was on his birth certificate, they looked alike. There was no doubting He was Brad's. Adam just wanted to just screw us about.

I close my laptop, and place it on the sideboard, making sure no sticky fingers could reach it. I check the food in the oven, and softly close the oven door again. I swiftly pick Thomas up from his highchair, his head resting against my chest. I walked into the living room, and stand by the door frame, watching Brad and Ellie.
They were sat at the coffee table, crayons strew around the room. Brad was concentrating, clearly trying to colour in carefully, Ellie however had about 8 crayons in each hand and was scribbling wildly.
"Having fun there Bradley?" I smile, playing Thomas into his rocker. He looks up and smiles at me, nodding his head. "How was work?" I smile, picking up some toys off the floor in an attempt to tidy up.
"Pretty good actually, i think being there actually helped with all of this, I have some interviews and stuff tomorrow, because Joe said we need to properly explain whats happened to Scarlett and Cleo..but it'll be alright" he says, taking ahold of Ellie's hand, and helping her colour in an outline of Peppa Pig.
"I was thinking...Scarlett and Cleo should have their funeral together..I think we should ask the funeral director if he can just make it for two? " i say, praying he agrees.
"Sounds good, they'd be together then. " He smiles at me again, standing up and wrapping his arms around my waist "I'm proud of you for going out today, I know it was just the shops, but i'm proud, you're becoming you again baby" he whispers into my ear. I smile, kissing his cheek.
"I'm going to get tea ready, you make sure Ellie washes her hand, and I'll give you extra chips" i smirk, wiggling my eyebrows at him.
"Deal"
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"Ahh here it comes" Brad cooes, Wafting a spoon infront of Thomas' face. Thomas is giggling with glee, his hands above his head. I continue to eat, cutting up small pieces of chicken for Ellie. Brad would take the odd bite, inbetween Thomas' spoonfulls.
"Did Ellie tell you what me and her made today?" I smile at Ellie as a grin appears on her face.
"No, Ellie what was it? I'm excited now, You need to tell me" he rushes, tickling her side slightly.
"Cake!" she yells, her fork wailing about on her hand. I quickly take it from her grasp, she'd end up stabbing herself.
"Cake? " Brad grins, "I want cake! Zoeeee, can we have cake?" he pulls his puppy dog eyes, Ellie looks at me, a hint of plea in her eyes. I cock my head to the side, rolling my eyes.
"You're having tea, After tea? " I say, not willing to throw food away
"Please Mummy" Ellie says, her voice small and gentle. I sigh, and stand up, taking our plates to the sink.
"Fine, fine. Just this once" i mumble, even Ellie knows how to win me over.

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Brad's POV;

I'd just settled Thomas into bed, his small body exhausted. I stumbled down the stairs, avoiding all the books and toys that littered them. They were a health and saftey hazard.
"right come on smelly Ellie, you going to watch a film with me?" i say, once I reach the Kitchen door. She was sat on the counter, my phone grasped in her small hands. Zoe was sorting out the clean things in the dishwasher, as Ellie watched her. She nods, kicking her legs about. I pull my phone from her grasp, and place it into my pocket, I lift her up and balance her on my hip. "Should we watch Frozen?" I say to her, she shakes her head. "Cinderella?" She shakes her head again, "Ariel?" I ask, and her head nods vigerously, almost falling off her neck.
I sit her on the sofa, and place a blanket over her pjamas. She giggles as I hit play, letting the same Ariel theme music play.

We were well into the movie, we were at the bit where Ariel and Eric begin their tour of the kingdom, when the doorbell rang. Who randomly turns up at peoples houses at half seven at night? I sigh, and leave Ellie watching the film, her face filled with utter delight. I hear Zoe walking down the stairs, she smiles at me, before i swing open the door to the porch.I pull the door open, and am suprised to who i see before me. Suprised, understatment of the year.
"Destiny...you don't look very pregnant" i say, furrowing my eyebrows at her.
"Because she clearly isn't" i hear Zoe say from behind me, her arm finding its way around my waist.
"Duh" Destiny says rolling her eyes "I had it aborted, but my manager says it was silly, the baby would have got me loads of money, especially because it was yours Braddy baby" she winks, I hold back my vomit, Braddy Baby- what sort of nickname is that.
"That baby wasn't even his. Now if you don't mind, please fuck off" Zoe says, clearly annoyed.

"I know your secret, I know That them rats you call triplets might not even be Braddy's "