But Baby 2 (Brad Simpson Fanfic)

chapter 17

A/N; 

The side song is bae, and my rabbit is currently kissing my ear so i mean thats cool.

this might be triggering for some. There will be no graphic attempt of suicide, however i wil be focusing on Zoe's feelings and what she wants to do.
please do not read if this may trigger you in anyway at all. 

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Zoe's POV;

"Mum plese, please come here" i sob silently, not wanting to wake the sleeping boy a few feet behind me "I need you Mum" i cry, taking no notice of her attempts to sooth me. I stumble down the stairs, and let out my cries, my hand muffling my mouth. I flop against the front door, waiting for my Mum. Letting my phone drop beside me, i look around the porch, shoes and coats strew about. Our poor attempt of decoration sat in the form of a vase of flowers ontop of the shoe cabinet, the petals wilted and crumbled, just like my heart. 
I throw my head back, my eyes looking straight out of the window, rain pattered onto the glass, and the bushes were being thrown from side to side. The sky was dark and layered, letting the rain fall from its crevices. A cat stalked past the door, trying to avoid the downpour of water, its feet treading gently on the paving slabs. 

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I was disturbed from my thoughts of complex being by a gentle knock on the door. I scramble to my feet, and pull the door open. "Mum" i sob, encasing her in a hug, she stands, rubbing my back, swaying me from side to side like a small child again. 
"Come on Zoe, lets go inside" she says, pulling away slightly, taking my hand in hers and pulling me back into the warmth. I follow her blindy around my own house, as she sits me on the sofa. I watch her as she pulls a blanket over me, then settles herself next to me "Whats wrong Zoe?" 

But thats the thing, i didn't know. I had this urge to walk into a car, make myself bleed; but i had no idea why. I had so much to live for, but I had this nagging pain inside me, telling me everything and everyone didn't need me and would continue without me. So what was the point in being around? I'd run my course, a long and tiring road, and now I was happy for it to stop, and cease in its being. 
I simply shrug my shoulders at her, she sighs, and starts to stroke my hair. "do you want to see a doctor tomorrow?It might help" she says, weaving my hair through her fingers. I simply nod, truth be told I didn't want too, but i had to, there was no other option. "right, you lay down here, and go to sleep okay? I'll get you an appointment first thing in the morning, just rest alright? I won't leave your side" she kisses my forehead, as i collapse against the sofa, and lay my head on a cushion.
Mum continues to stroke my hair, while i eventually drift off into peace.

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Brad's POV;

I pull my eyes open, and stretch slightly. I reach put for Zoe, but she wasn't there. It was only just beginning to get light, she wasn't up already was she? Her side looked unslept, as though it hadn't been touched. I climb out of bed, and pull the bedroom door open. I tip toe down the corridoor, and check in on Ellie, she was fast asleep, her body barley visible in the mass of teddies. I check on Thomas who was also still asleep, his hand poking through the bar of his cot. I gently place it by his side, pulling his blanket up slightly. 
I walk into the kitchen, expecting Zoe to be sat in there, but instead i am greeted by her Mum. Lovely. 
"Mellissa?" i say, where was Zoe? 
"We need to talk" she says, oh god, what have I done now. She's scary, like a really scary teacher "Zoe..she's...she's not well" 
"What do you mean?" 
"She rang me last night, Brad, I'm worried about her, she..she said she wanted to die." she stumbles out, i look at her, watching her blink a few times, before i turn on my heel and walk into the living room. 

Zoe lay there, her shoulders hunched inwards, her chest rising and falling softly. Her mouth parted slightly, and her eyes shut softly. 
Zoe wanted to die? not my zoe..not my perfect little Zozo. I swallow, and sit myself next to her, i place my hand on her hair, stroking it softly. "Brad stop, you'll mess it up" she grumbles at me, nestling her face futher into the cushion. I chuckle softly, moving my hand from her hair 
"We'll fix this Zoe, i promise. Whenever you feel like that tell me ok?" she looks into my eyes, tilting her head slightly, then nods. She sits up, then flops against my side, her head resting agaisnt my bare shoulder.

We sat in a comfterable silence, our bodies wrapped around each other. I say from side to side, singing Risk it all under my breath, she giggles, as i sway move violently, amost shoving her off the sofa. 
"Daddy" a small voice says, i look towards to door and see Ellie, she was half dressed, her shirt hanging loosley off her 
"Whats wrong princess?" i say, crouching down infront of her, Zoe watches us, smiling at Ellie.
"Wee wee" she giggles, bouncing up and down
"Did you wee the bed again?" i ask, she giggles in response, nodding her head slightly. great. I hear Zoe laugh, "come on then, give you a bath yeah? leave Mummy to deal with the bed?" i laugh, picking her up. 

Zoe will be alright, shes a fighter.