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"Charlie, Brax is here." Leah told Charlie, who was sprawled out on the couch.
"I don't want to talk to him." Charlie told her housemate. She really wasn't in the mood to see Brax, but her heart was telling her otherwise.
She missed Brax so much. She missed his smile, his easygoing manner. She missed everything about him.
"Okay, but sooner or later your gonna have to talk to him," Leah said, before walking to the door. "Brax, Charlie doesn't want to talk to you."
Brax sighed. "Leah, is there any way that ya could convince her to talk to me?"
Leah shook her head. "No, she made it very clear that she doesn't want to talk to you," She stepped outside, closing the door behind her. "Brax, Charlie is really upset."
"Just let me talk to her, please?" Brax pleaded.
"She doesn't want to talk to you." Leah said.
"Alright then." Brax said, plonking himself on a chair.
"What are you doing?" Leah asked, the confusion showing on her face.
"I'm gonna sit here until Charlie is ready to talk to me."
"I don't think thats a good idea." Leah told him honestly.
"I love her, Leah, I just want to tell her that. I'm hurting so much, I miss her so much. I would do anything to get her back."
Leah looked at him. He was being honest with her. "I believe you."
Brax smiled. "What can I do Leah?"
Leah thought for a moment. "Meet me at the diner in an hour."
"Ruby, where are we going?" Charlie asked as she followed her daughter down the beach.
"You'll see." Ruby said. She had teamed up with Brax and Leah to set up a romantic picnic for Charlie and Brax to talk things out. While she was convincing Charlie to get out of the house, Leah had been busy organising a picnic basket complete with mud cake and champagne, and Brax had been on the beach setting up a picnic blanket and making it romantic with candles and rose petals.
Charlie froze when she saw Brax sitting on a picnic blanket, Leah standing beside it awkwardly. "Ruby," She managed to choke out, "Whats going on?"
"You and Brax need to talk things out, and a romantic picnic is the best way to do that." Leah said.
"So, we'll leave you two to it!" Ruby exclaimed. "Have fun!"
"Did you organise this?" Charlie asked once her daughter and Leah were out of earshot.
"Kinda, it was Leah's idea." Brax said honestly.
"What? Leah would never do that, she knows how I feel." Charlie replied.
"I told her that I love you, I miss you and I'm hurting."
Charlie sat down on the picnic blanket. "That doesn't change the fact that Tegan's pregnant."
Brax nodded. "I know that. Charlie, I love you, not Tegan."
"I love you too, Brax." Charlie admitted.
"Can we give this another shot?" Brax asked hopefully.
"Brax, I don't know," Charlie answered. "What about Tegan?"
"What about her?" Brax asked. "So she's carrying my kid."
"I know you want to be in your child's life from the very start," Charlie said. "I just don't know if you'll have time for me."
"Of course I'll have time for you Charlie," Brax said, holding out his arms. "Come here." Charlie hesitated, and then threw herself into his arms. Charlie and Brax were in each others arms for what seemed like a lifetime, both embracing that they were in familiar territory.
"What happens now?" Charlie asked when they broke apart.
"I'll get part time custody of the baby once its born." Brax said, opening the basket and taking out two plates. He loaded up one with food and handed it to Charlie along with a knife and fork. He then handed Charlie a glass of wine which she declined. He looked at her questionally.
"I don't feel like it." She explained. Brax shrugged and claimed the glass, swigging down a few sips before loading up a plate of his own. He then poured Charlie a glass of OJ, which she accepted.
Charlie took a bite of chicken. "This is really good."
"Wait until dessert." Brax winked.
The pair ate in silence until Charlie spoke up. "Do you get to go to the ultrasounds?"
"I should, I'd have to ask Tegan about that aye." Brax answered.
Charlie nodded. "Its your right Brax."
"I know, but Tegan is only twelve weeks. She hasn't had her first one yet as far as I know."
"When I was pregnant with Ruby I had my first at 6 weeks but that was under different circumstances."
"Charlie, I've been wanting to know who Ruby's father is for a while now."
Charlie froze. She didn't want to bring up her past with Brax because they were on and off so many times that she wanted to make sure that their relationship was solid before she told him that she was raped at fourteen. "I don't really want to talk about it, I'm not ready."
Brax nodded. "Alright." He said, polishing off his food. Charlie looked at him, having only finished three quarters of what was on her plate.
Ten minutes later, Charlie had finished and Brax had loaded another plate for Charlie with mudcake, strawberries and whipped cream.
"Leah really went out of her way didn't she." Charlie mused as Brax handed her the plate.
"She cares about you Charlie, thats why." Brax said.
Charlie took a bite of cake. "I'm glad this happened Brax."
"Me too." Brax said before leaning in to kiss her.
I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. I'm estimating that there will be 7 chapters of this story, maybe more, but there is definitely going to be a sequel. Please review :)