NOT AN ACTUAL CHAPTER, GUYS. SORRY.
I know these messages are not allowed on fanfiction but I figured it was okay for me to do this, plus; I will remove if needed.
This story is going on a temporary hiatus as of today. Kelly has been having some issues with her stomach as of late, and just recently that has all boiled over. She has been in bed for the past two days and the stupid girl decided, today (July 7), she could manage to pull her new double mattress up a flight of stairs on her own.
Stubborn as she is, she did it and then acted like she wasn't hurt. Then, of all things, the radiator in her living room burst and she had to sort that out, alone.
So, basically, she has messed up her stomach even further and can hardly stand, walk, eat or lie down. She said she'll be fine in a few days, but guys, and I know she'll hate me for saying this, but she said she would be fine about her knees and it turns out she fucked her ACL. Whatever, she is a stubborn cow so she might throw out a chapter or two - but I'm keeping her to strict bed rest.
(As much as I'd like to use that to my advantage she isn't into girls, GODDAMN! Lol)
Also, her best friends baby has just come down with a small cold so she is worried about that. And one of her other best friends has made a rare trip to our little town for a visit, so she'll get up and out of bed to go and see her. Plus, which I forgot, she has volunteered for the next two weeks to work in the local pre-school.
Anyway, she's already glaring at me now. But I thought I'd say this story may drag over into August and I don't know when the next update will be. She says next week, I say she needs to rest until at least the end of next week. I think you'd all agree.
As a friend, she's worn herself out (roll eyes) and as stubborn as she is; I think she's realised this.
Anyway, she's poking me and telling me to give you a snippet of the next chapter; which I'll copy and paste to the end of this. As I said, this is on a temporary hiatus so please don't think she has abandoned it. Oh no, I've just told her not to write until she can actually stand vertical properly once more.
Thanks for reading my ramble, you don't hear much from me afterall; do you?
Anna.
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"Paula, are you out of your mind? Custody being granted to you would be..."
"What?" The blonde snapped. "I'm their mother, Arthur, whether you like it or not! I gave birth to two of our children and a home to our third. I have as much right as you."
"The same right you had when you walked out? Give me a break." The dark haired man stood up against his wife and his anger showed in his bright eyes. "I'll care for the children. You only want them so you can control them further. You'd take Spencer from Ashley and the boys from their friends, just to prove a point. I won't let that happen. Not in my house!"
"Dad?"
Together, the parents turned to face their children. Arthur closed his eyes as he saw the tear tracks curving down his daughters face, to her left stood Glen and Clay and behind her; Ashley was holding onto her arm protectively.
"Mom, what's going on?" Clay asked dumbly, unsure of what else to say.
"Kids, maybe you should go to your rooms. This is something me and your father need to discuss alone." Paula offered gently, reaching out to Glen who pulled back harshly and glared at his mother.
"That's bullshit, the whole damn neighborhood can hear you two. Not that it makes a difference. God Mom, he's right, you walked out and we were made to watch it."
"Glen...I was angry and upset..."
"Because you wouldn't accept that we all have a different opinion to you! You walked out 'cause we accept Spence and you're too small minded to get off of your fucking moral high ground. If you'd open your eyes for a second you would see how happy Spencer and Ashley are and how easier it'd be for us all if you'd just accept who she is."
Spencer looked to her brother and saw how mad he really was. She was smart enough to know this had nothing to do with her and Ashley and everything to do with his world crashing down around him. Glen was a "mummy's boy" and now he was forced to see her as she really was; he didn't like it.
"Don't speak to me like that, young man."
"Why not? It's how you speak to us."
A slap echoed around the now silent room and Glen put a hand to his cheek, quickly flanked by his sister and older brother. Paula stood shaking, her right hand was still in mid-air and her blue eyes were an ocean of tears.
"I'm sorry. Glen, honey, I'm so -"
"I think you should go." Arthur stated firmly. "Now."
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There ya go.
As I said, don't know how long the wait will be until this story is finally finished so we can start new projects but as soon as she's feeling better; I'll make her play catch up lol.