Astons_Promises

Kimmy · @Astons_Promises

25th May 2013 from TwitLonger

Chapter 52:

Aston’s POV:

Smelling her hair, I, Ivy and (Your name) were back at home as a family watching TV. I smiled realizing I had my family back after EVERYTHING we have been through, but all three of us managed to pull through and get where we are right at this very moment! “I love you,” I whispered quietly into (Your name)’s ear, as she giggled and kissed me gently as to saying it back.

“Mummy, what was my surprise?” Ivy suddenly asks, as I could feel (Your name) tense under my arm, as it was curled around her waist. “Err-” “Why don’t you pop upstairs for a second,” I tell Ivy softly as she does exactly what I told her.

After Ivy disappeared up the stairs, (Your name) turned to me and kissed me sweetly on the lips “thank you. You saved my ass then,” she giggled as I tittered, “but the thing is (Your name). We’re gonna have to tell her one way or another, we can’t just keep rubbing it off... Like you said some time ago, she’ll only just keep asking,” I said as I knew (Your name) knew I was talking about the situation with the talk about Claire. “I know, but we can just say that it was something else,” she says, but I shake my head softly “no, that’d be lying to her, we can’t lie-” “But she never knew I was pregnant, did she? So it wouldn’t be lying to her then, would it,” she hisses at me, as I am taken aback. “Okay, so let’s say, that I am going out with the lads, but I was actually going out somewhere else, but you didn’t know that. Are you saying then that I’m not lying to you?” I ask almost bitterly as she raises an eyebrow “I didn’t say let’s get technical about this!” She snaps, before getting up from the sofa and moves out into the kitchen, but I am quick to follow.

“So are you going to tell her, or am I?” “NIETHER OF US ARE GONNA TELL HER,” “SHE HAS THE RIGHT TO KNOW... SHE COULD HAVE HAD A BROTHER,” “how do you know she would have had a brother?” She hisses at me, “I found out by the doctor,” I said quietly “what doctor?” She continues to hiss, “The doctor that told me about your miscarriage... He said that when they had done the operation to get the baby out, they found it was a boy,” I said quietly, but (Your name) looked furious! “AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME, WHY?” “BECAUSE YOU WERE STRESSED... Yeah, I didn’t want you to found out this way, but it had to be-” “YOU’RE A SICK BASTARD... I HATE YOU,” she screams as I am taken aback and greatly hurt.

Ivy’s POV:

Sitting on the top of the stairs, I heard and watched the argument between mummy and daddy. They never seem to get on, but daddy always tries! Through the argument, I realized that I was going to have a brother, but whatever a miscarriage is, it sounds like I am no longer going to have a brother. Although, after what mummy called daddy; he looked hurt, and I had to do something!


Keeping it short and sweet ; D

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