But Baby 2 (Brad Simpson Fanfic)

chapter 16

A/N; I should be at school but I had a blood test sooo
They couldn't find a strong vein, so they used a butterfly needle to get this smaller vein, but she accidentally caught it and pulled it out and out the corner of my eye I just saw this blood fly across the room. 

So now I have two plasters on my hand, and everyone knows how nasty bloodtest areas go and one is right next to my knuckle ew
I didnt pass out though so that means another Cartilage piercing and/or belly button (Mama promised if I Didn't pass out I could get them done)

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Zoe's POV;

My heart fell. She knew. How? Thats impossible..me, Brad and obviously Adam are the only ones who know! I glance at Brad, who's face was in pure shock, showing exactly how i felt inside.
"W-what are you on about?" I say, trying to act confused at her 'lies'. She rolls her eyes, twirling her tacky extensions around her finger. 
"Daddy, film?" I hear a small voice say, oh god. I turn and see Ellie standing at the entry to the house, holding onto the inside porch door with her hand. Her blanket was grasped in her other hand, her small bare feet curled up at the coldness of the floor. Her Pjamas hung loosely around her body, as she looked at Bradley. 
"You need to go back inside princess" Brad says, crouching down to her level. She shakes her head, crossing her arms. God where does this child get her sass from. "Yes, come on Ellie" He says, standing up and taking ahold of her hand, walking her back inside. 
"Awe, my baby would have been like that."
"Doubt it" I scoff "Your baby would be covered in make up from the second its born, and would spend its entire life wanting to kill its demonic mother" I sigh, crossing my arms over my chest. 
"Anyway, I'm here to talk Braddy baby."
"I can take a message" 
"I need to talk to him" she smirks, stepping inside. Hold up. She brushes past me, and into the house. If them heels scratch my damn floor, i'll shove them up her arse. 

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"Destiny. I don't care about what you have to say, get out of my house!" Brad says, trying to keep his cool. He managed to remove her to the hall, but there didn't seem anyway she'd be leaving. I was stood in the door way to the kitchen, praying he wouldn't shout. When Brad got angry, there was no calming him down. 
"But Braddy, you should leave her. She's a bit of a well...a whore" she smirks. I scoff, rolling my eyes. 
"No she isn't. Please get out. I have children sleeping upstairs, and I really don't want Ellie to turn out like you" 
"You should come with me"
"No he shouldn't" I say, "He should, and will, stay here. We are a family, and you are not a part of it" 
"Oh dear. What's going to happen, little rats one two and three going to wake up" 
That's taking it too far, its one thing calling my children rats, it's another when they're dead. I know she doesn't know, but either way, I am very willing to smash her head up her arse; with her shoes. 
"Oh shut up!" I say, Brad grabbing ahold of my arm.
"Oh no, you'll wake them up. Maybe them three girls of yours should get make up tips off me" 
"They're dead!" I yell, finally having enough "Scarlett and Cleo are dead! So please do continue to insult my dead babies! But please do it on your own!" i cry, my yells echoing around the house. I hear Ellie yell for us, and Thomas start to scream.
I turn, and go to sooth my children back to sleep, clambering up the stairs. 

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"Ey you, come 'ere" I hear a whisper behind me. I was now curled up on the bed, flicking through the few photos of the babies there was on my laptop. I glance behind me, and see a dishevaled Brad. His shirt barley done up, bare feet poking out of his jeans. 
"Bradley, do you not know how to do up a full shirt of buttons?" i ask, turning back to my laptop. 
"Oh hush you. I think I look very fetching" 
"Yeah, to a beaver" 
"and you"
"and me"

"I love you Brad" i say, resting my head on his chest, my hand playing with his fingers "I know i don't say it enough..But I do love you." i mumble, the words falling from my mouth. 
"I love you too Zoe" 
"Do you think that the girls are happy now?"
"I think they were happy before, but now, they'll be happy because they're together." 
"Can I ask you something?" 
"Hmm, what is it?" 
"Why did you sleep with her? I mean, I was pregnant with your children. Was i too fat?..or was I ugly?...or was I just not enough" I sob, the tears falling onto his bare chest. 
"Can we talk about it another time?" 
"Was it because I slept with Adam? we wern't together when that happened! Was it just payback?" 
"No..oh Zoe it wasn't anything like that! I just, I was stressed, I was worried...I was scared, for you and for them. I just thought I could get rid of it all, by using her I guess" He says, kissing my head "I promise Zoe, that baby wasn't mine ok? I used protection" 

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"Mum?" i whisper into my phone, staring blankley out the window. Brad was snoring away softly in the bed, his legs flung over the duvet. "Mum, can you come here? I just want a hug from you thats all...I just feel so alone Mum" I choke, holding back the tears. 
I watch a car go past, its lights shining down the road. The street lamps light the path lightly, as a stray cat walked through the bushes. 

"Mum, I want to die"