Lucy's POV
Christmas Day came quicker than anyone expected, Steven was in a fraigle state, Pete was up there every night looking after him, it was up to me to keep the house happy.
Peter's POV
He just wouldnt go, he was in so much pain even the pain killers didn't help. I was starting to loose all hope.
"Pete?" He said, weakly holding onto my hand.
"I'm here Steve, don't worry" I assured him, grasping tighter.
"I want you to do something for me, when I die" He sounded husk.
"Anything" I said, sitting down at his bed.
"I want you to give Lucy something"
I nodded.
"It's in the cupboard, there's Lucy's, Bobby's, Cindy's and yours"
I smiled and wiped a cheek from my cheek.
"Hey, don't cry" He weakly took me in. My head on his shoulder.
Lauren's POV
"Do you think Autumn will come back?" I asked Clive, standing at the window watching the square.
"To be honest, Peter broke her heart and she dosent see any reason for her to be here" He said, as I turned to face him.
I nodded.
The back door opened, we both turned.
I've never seen Pete look so rough in my life.
"I'll get Lucy" Clive said, going upstairs.
"You look bad" I remarked.
"I didn't sleep"
Lucy came down the stairs with Cindy following behind.
Peter looked at her.
"He's got tomrrow, but then he might just go"
The whole room went silent.
Tomrrow was Boxing Day and Steven's Birthday.