Hug it out
I woke rather early for me, looking down Joey's arm were still wrapped around me only a little looser than when he first came to bed. In the back of my mind I had expected him to come back and sleep with me, we just couldn't seem to sleep without each other. I hadn't fully forgiven him yet, I was still pretty pissed off that he shared something which wasn't his to share; now I had to explain myself to his mum and probably receive the pity looks, which I hated.
"I'm sorry" he mumbled, catching me off guard, I had thought he was still asleep.
"I know you are" I mumbled back, my hand lightly touching his.
"You don't forgive me though?" he quizzed his voice still croaky and bound with sleepiness.
"Not yet, I'm just a little angry Joey" I stated, completely honestly because I wasn't going to tone it down when I was actually angry.
"I know I betrayed your trust, and I'm sorry I guess I just was worried about you and the baby" his hand brushing over my tummy.
"You should of spoke to me about it" I grumbled feeling a little guilty that he was worrying about the baby and how my drinking could have affected it.
"I know I was wrong, baby I'm sorry" he whispered into my ear, placing a kiss onto my cheek.
"It's okay Joey" and with that I rolled out of bed, finding my jumper, I placed over my head and walked out of the bedroom. I wasn't trying to be distant or difficult I just wanted him to sweat a little more.
Heading down to the kitchen I switched on the kettle, only just spotting Abi sitting at the table watching me closely.
"Joey was in late last night" she murmured, sipping her tea.
"I know" I sighed, I could only imagine him sitting in his apartment going crazy until he couldn't take it anymore, driving back here rather late just to be with me.
"You need to go easy on him, he was only concerned for you, shows how much he cares" she said a little hesitantly worried about how I would react to her defending him.
"I know I know" I sighed rubbing my tummy softly. It was time I forgave him, he was only concerned for me.
Heading back upstairs with a tea for him, I sat on the edge of the bed, he seemed a little surprised that I had made him one although it was our morning routine. I reached out squeezing his hand tightly. "I forgive you" I whispered, although I had pretty much forgave him as soon as he came back last night.
"Thank you baby" he smiled, leaning forward he kissed me softly his lips tender on my own, his hand shifting down to the baby growing within me. "I can't wait for this little one to arrive" he mumbled against my lips making me smile.
"Me too, a little Joey in here I guarantee" I smirked, I was sure it was a boy, for some reason when I dreamt about the baby I was pictured a little boy just like Joey. His big brown eyes, gorgeous brunette hair and his signature smile.
"How can you be so sure, I think there is a little Lauren in here" his lips pressing against my bare bump he had exposed.
"I just think it is, and I am always right" I smirked again, seeing him role his eyes at me. "Alright know it all" bringing his lips back up to mine.
"Oh yeah can you tell your mum to come over, I need to explain myself" I blushed feeling a little embarrassed about disappearing yesterday when I had only just met her.
"Sure baby, I need to get to work anyways" kissing my lips once more he shifted from the bed, heading for the shower. Luckily I had booked the week off work, allowing me to get things done, Rosie had the following week off after me when I headed back in, she was desperate to see my bump which I had explained was now showing.
Pat came around a few hours later, allowing myself to tidy up the house at least make it presentable. She smiled as I opened the door pulling me into a brief hug of comfort. I followed her into the lounge, bringing her through a cup of tea and some biscuits. I needed to explain myself and about my alcohol issues, I was with her son after all.
"So it all sort of started when I was young, not the alcohol but what lead me to it, my dad has been known for affairs, so him and my mum broke up and got back together a lot of times it messed with my head a lot, gosh then I got sent to America for boarding school, then got kicked out, I also lost my older brother Bradley which broke my heart into pieces-" I sighed taking a breath I was giving her the short version of my tragic life.
"I came back and well my cousin Billie he died from the Vodka I gave him on his birthday, it weighed heavy on my mind, it still does, then sadly my mum got cancer and I was the only one who knew, my dad was away at this point so I had it all on my shoulders, that's where I fell into alcohol heavily, trying to drown out my pain and fears, dad came back though and sort of took over from me and I suddenly felt alone, alcohol made me forget it all, but there came a point I drank so much I ended up in hospital that's when I had to change, it wasn't right, and that leads us to now" taking a breath to steady myself, I hated dragging up my past and sharing it because that was what it was the past and I wanted it to stay that way. Pat stayed quiet for a while taking in what I had just told her.
"You've have a troubled life darling" reaching for my hand she squeezed it. "But that has made you stronger and the person you are today".
"I know, its just hard sometimes" rubbing my head with my free hand, she was watching me closely trying to find words to make me feel better.
"Come here" she whispered, pulling me into a gentle hug, her hand rubbing my back softly offering me the comfort I was seeking. We stayed like this was a while just hugging, it seemed silly but it wasn't it was lovely, this women I hadn't known for long holding me as if I was her daughter, telling me everything was going to be okay and that I was a strong person. I could see where Joey got his personality traits from; his mother was a wonderful person.
"Thank you" I whispered into her ear. As I glanced to the doorway seeing Joey stood there watching us, his beautiful smile creeping onto his face as I threw him a wink.
