I Met The Love Of My Life.
I Refuse To Let You Bring Me Down.
“Tony! The pizza guy is here.” I said whilst washing dishes.
“Okay, coming!” He shouted back and I heard his big heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. He opened the front door, gave the guy the money, closed the door and ran all the way back upstairs again. He was having a guys’ night with Jaxin, Vic, Mike and Jaime. I’m not saying I don’t want him to see his friends, but I am heavily pregnant, due in a few weeks, and I can hardly do anything for myself anymore. I’m very emotional – should probably make that hormonal, and I just kind of feel alone.
I decided to hobble my way upstairs and say to the guys that they’re free to go downstairs. I knocked on the door loudly. “Hello gentlemen, sorry to disturb, but I just wanted to let you guys know that I’m going to be staying upstairs now so if you want to go downstairs then that’s absolutely fine.”
“No problem at all, how are you keeping?” Jaxin sweetly asked.
I warmly smiled at him, “Great thank you, just sore now really.” I giggled, “How are Nat and beautiful little Ruby?”
“They’re both great. So excited Ruby will have a little friend to play with.” He smiled and I nodded, waving goodbye to the guys. I couldn’t help but notice Tony’s rude stare he was doing at me. I shrugged it off and walked to our room, deciding to take a long bath.
I turned the water on and left everything I needed close by the bath for me to reach it. After the bath was filled I stepped in, instantly relaxing. I sighed in relief and prepared to sit there for at least two hours.
Once I’d dried myself off and put pyjamas on, I felt my stomach growling. It was like 10pm but hey, I am eating for two, right? I walked downstairs seeing just Tony and Mike downstairs, and I could already smell the beer off of them.
“Alice! Baby! Come here?” Tony slurred.
I sighed and hesitantly walked over, I don’t know how, but I could kind of sense trouble starting. I sat down on the end of the couch next to Tony. “What was it you wanted, Tone?”
“To see my baby! Is that so bad?” He slurred, once again.
“I guess not…” I said, I couldn’t be bothered with this. I wanted something to eat and to go to sleep. Not to deal with Tony’s drunken ass. I sighed softly and Tony grabbed my hand.
“You know, I love this little one in here so much. And it physically breaks my heart that it won’t be mine.” He said, putting his hands on my stomach. I sighed, fed up with all these things he’d been saying recently to do with my baby’s father.
I looked over to Mike, who was shyly looking down at his phone, scared to do or say anything. I think he knew shit was going to go down too.
“Tony, please stop saying things like that…”
“But it’s true, if you had kept your legs closed this baby might actually have a chance of being mine! But nooo, you have to go and fuck him. Him! And now because of my own damn bad luck, that baby will end up being his.” Tony sighed, laying his head back. “You should’ve kept your legs closed.”
“Is that what you really think of me? You don’t think I feel bad about this?!” I shouted, getting up, getting away from him.
“Yeah, sometimes that’s what I think of you. And sometimes I don’t think you feel bad, no.” He sighed, a tear slipping out of one of his eyes.
“Fuck you Tony.” I cried, storming off.
“That really was a low blow, Tony.” Mike said, running after me.
He grabbed me in his arms and cuddled me, slowly rubbing my back up and down, waiting for me to calm down. “It’s okay.” He cooed. “It’s all going to be okay.”
I shook my head, “No,” I pulled away and wiped my eyes, “I'm done, nothing will be okay. Drunk minds speak sober hearts, do they not? Or whatever the stupid fucking saying is.”
Mike sighed, “That is true. But Tony really is being an idiot, I promise you. He does not mean a word of that, he just got himself down. That’s all.” He promised.
“Okay, coming!” He shouted back and I heard his big heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. He opened the front door, gave the guy the money, closed the door and ran all the way back upstairs again. He was having a guys’ night with Jaxin, Vic, Mike and Jaime. I’m not saying I don’t want him to see his friends, but I am heavily pregnant, due in a few weeks, and I can hardly do anything for myself anymore. I’m very emotional – should probably make that hormonal, and I just kind of feel alone.
I decided to hobble my way upstairs and say to the guys that they’re free to go downstairs. I knocked on the door loudly. “Hello gentlemen, sorry to disturb, but I just wanted to let you guys know that I’m going to be staying upstairs now so if you want to go downstairs then that’s absolutely fine.”
“No problem at all, how are you keeping?” Jaxin sweetly asked.
I warmly smiled at him, “Great thank you, just sore now really.” I giggled, “How are Nat and beautiful little Ruby?”
“They’re both great. So excited Ruby will have a little friend to play with.” He smiled and I nodded, waving goodbye to the guys. I couldn’t help but notice Tony’s rude stare he was doing at me. I shrugged it off and walked to our room, deciding to take a long bath.
I turned the water on and left everything I needed close by the bath for me to reach it. After the bath was filled I stepped in, instantly relaxing. I sighed in relief and prepared to sit there for at least two hours.
Once I’d dried myself off and put pyjamas on, I felt my stomach growling. It was like 10pm but hey, I am eating for two, right? I walked downstairs seeing just Tony and Mike downstairs, and I could already smell the beer off of them.
“Alice! Baby! Come here?” Tony slurred.
I sighed and hesitantly walked over, I don’t know how, but I could kind of sense trouble starting. I sat down on the end of the couch next to Tony. “What was it you wanted, Tone?”
“To see my baby! Is that so bad?” He slurred, once again.
“I guess not…” I said, I couldn’t be bothered with this. I wanted something to eat and to go to sleep. Not to deal with Tony’s drunken ass. I sighed softly and Tony grabbed my hand.
“You know, I love this little one in here so much. And it physically breaks my heart that it won’t be mine.” He said, putting his hands on my stomach. I sighed, fed up with all these things he’d been saying recently to do with my baby’s father.
I looked over to Mike, who was shyly looking down at his phone, scared to do or say anything. I think he knew shit was going to go down too.
“Tony, please stop saying things like that…”
“But it’s true, if you had kept your legs closed this baby might actually have a chance of being mine! But nooo, you have to go and fuck him. Him! And now because of my own damn bad luck, that baby will end up being his.” Tony sighed, laying his head back. “You should’ve kept your legs closed.”
“Is that what you really think of me? You don’t think I feel bad about this?!” I shouted, getting up, getting away from him.
“Yeah, sometimes that’s what I think of you. And sometimes I don’t think you feel bad, no.” He sighed, a tear slipping out of one of his eyes.
“Fuck you Tony.” I cried, storming off.
“That really was a low blow, Tony.” Mike said, running after me.
He grabbed me in his arms and cuddled me, slowly rubbing my back up and down, waiting for me to calm down. “It’s okay.” He cooed. “It’s all going to be okay.”
I shook my head, “No,” I pulled away and wiped my eyes, “I'm done, nothing will be okay. Drunk minds speak sober hearts, do they not? Or whatever the stupid fucking saying is.”
Mike sighed, “That is true. But Tony really is being an idiot, I promise you. He does not mean a word of that, he just got himself down. That’s all.” He promised.
Notes
Title credit: The Death of Me - Asking Alexandria.Anyone who hasn't listened to Dayshell's album should do so NOW. It's so fucking good! Can't wait to see them with I See Stars & The Word Alive :)
Anyway, just a lil filler, sorry it took me so long to update. What do you think about Tony's outburst? Does he really feel that way?
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1/13/14