wow wow and more wow this just gets better and better Demi and Leo yay love ya banner babes too kepp posting it it's fab
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wow wow and more wow this just gets better and better Demi and Leo yay love ya banner babes too kepp posting it it's fab
yeah! i bet rosie's gonna go over the roof
please type more soon!
Thanks crumpet, Bex, Layne & JBLover! :D I've been at work all day, but hopefully I'll post some more v. soon - I'm working on the next part right now, lol!
And thanks for the comments on the banner too - I made it myself! How cute is baby Aleesha, staring up just like Demi in that pic! :D
how do you make your own banners?
Thanks to everyone who's reading! :thumbsup: And, crumpet, I use Paint Shop Pro to make the banners. :)
3.
“This is a joke, right?” Rosie said, breaking the unbearable silence and sounding from her tone as if she was pleading with them all to agree. “I’m warning you, if this is your idea of funny – it’s not. Not by a long shot!”
But Demi just hung her head in a vain attempt to hide the tears welling up in her eyes, not trusting herself to speak in case she burst into tears. She had hidden the truth from her family so well that she had almost convinced herself that there was nothing to worry about, that she’d wake up and find this had all been a dream … A really bad dream. Now though, it was all out in the open – almost – and there was no going back.
“You’re covering for a friend …” Rosie suggested desperately, “You can tell us, Demi – there has to be an explanation for this. You can’t be … You’re thirteen years old!”
“Rosie, love …”
“Don’t ‘Rosie, love’ me, Keith! She’s thirteen – a child!” she snapped before her voice trailed off tearfully, “She just a baby herself …”
Keith hugged her helplessly, all his usual words of wisdom seeming useless now, while their sons simply stared at their sister in shock – Darren surprised and a little hurt that his twin hadn’t filled him in on any of this and Mickey first relieved he was off the hook, then guilty for feeling that way when his little sister was in such a state. He could be quite protective of his younger siblings and he had always hated to see Demi upset.
“You said yourself these things ain’t always accurate …” he said, trying to be helpful. “Maybe it’s a mistake …”
“Maybe she should see a doctor …” Keith suggested.
“No!” Demi exclaimed, shaking her head emphatically. “I don’t want to see some doctor!”
“Maybe you should have thought of that sooner then!” Rosie said sharply, not realising just how scared her daughter was and how, right now, a trip to the doctor’s would only serve to make this nightmare all the more real for her.
“I ain’t goin’ and you can’t make me!” Demi cried, “I don’t want to and I don’t want this to be happening! I just want it all to go away!”
And before anyone could stop her or even react, she had dashed out of the bathroom and into her room, slamming the door behind her, though not even the closed door could prevent her family from hearing her burst into stormy tears.
“Why does everything always go wrong for this family?” asked Rosie, before giving way to more tears herself.
*
“Alright, alright – hold yer horses!” came the response to persistent knocking at the front door of a flat just like the Millers’ only two floors higher up.
The girl switched off her hair-dryer having just about finished with it anyway and hurried to answer the door, wondering who on earth could be calling round so early.
“Mickey!” she said, surprised but pleased to see him. “What ya doin’ here?”
“Just wanted to see ya – do I need a reason?” he said, trying to force a smile for the pretty blonde and only half managing it.
“At this time of the morning and after a night like last night? Yeah, ya need a reason – thought you’d still be nursing a hangover right now!” she laughed, but she quickly became serious as she realised something was bothering him. “Come in – mum’s just gone down the launderette. Think she wanted to get there before it got busy … Want a coffee? I was gonna stick the kettle on anyway …”
With a nod, he followed her into the tiny kitchen and sat down on a high stool at the breakfast bar while she busied about filling the kettle and finding clean mugs.
“Looks like we got lucky …” she said as she opened the fridge, finding just enough milk for them both. “I’ll have to nip down the shop later … Unless of course those aliens that landed earlier thought to bring some milk …”
“Mmm-hmm …” Mickey responded absently, looking as if he was miles away and making the girl shake her head with a sigh.
“Knew ya weren’t listening.” she said, but there was no trace of annoyance, only concern in her voice. “So come on then, Micks, what’s wrong.”
“Nothing … Everything … God, Tash, what a morning!” he said looking downcast. “And it’s still early!”
“Awww, Mickey …” she said sympathetically, “It can’t be that bad, can it?”
“It ain’t, it’s worse.”
“Well, it ain’t like you to be this down, so there must be a good reason.” Tash said, “Here, kettle’s boiling so you finish making the coffee – I’ve just gotta find my mobile in case my dad calls. Mum reckons he will, but I don’t think so – don’t wanna miss him if he does though. I’ll only be a second and then you can tell me all about it.”
Anxious to find out what was going on, she wasted little time grabbing her mobile phone from beside her bed and then hurrying back to the kitchen only to find a single mug of coffee on the counter.
“Mickey?” she called, before realising where he was likely to be and taking her own drink out onto the balcony, sure enough finding him leaning on the railing and staring out over the estate. “Hope you’re not planning on jumping …” she said to get his attention. “What ya doin’ out here – it’s freezing!”
“Sorry, just fancied some fresh air.” he said, turning to pull her close, rubbing his hands up and down her arms to warm her as he realised that, unlike him, she was only wearing jeans and a light t-shirt.
“So ya gonna tell me what’s wrong then or what?”
“It’s Demi.” he said flatly, not seeing the point in trying to make a long story of it when there was really only one detail that mattered right now. “She’s pregnant.”
*
to be continued...
thats really gd well dne
Love it...love it, love it, love it :thumbsup:
This is great torrie, i do love it!!! its good how you started right at the beginning!!
post more soon
luv ya
layne
x x x
we need more and fast!!!!!!!!