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Hey hun, how are you? x
Message sent
I tapped the keypad nervously as I waited for a response. I got one about ten minutes later which was very unlike Pete. Even more unlike Pete was the message he sent back.
I’m fine
That was it… I hit reply and stared at the little white screen and its blinking curser while I though about what to text back.
Are you okay? We’re worried…
His reply took longer this time.
It’s hard. I’m not doing too good… Can I see you?
I tapped out my reply faster this time.
Sure, come over to mine at 4? Can you do that?
His reply was instant this time.
Definitely. I’ll see you then
I dropped my phone back on the bed and went to get dressed. My lunch with Patrick the day before was a tragic mess. Of course we ended up fighting. In the middle of a crowded restaurant I might add. He just flipped out at me because I was still seeing other people. I had to physically drag him from the place to stop him making even more of a scene than we already had.
We ended up back at my house… In bed to be precise. I think I do actually have a problem y’know. One minute we’re having the worst screaming match ever and next thing I’m not wearing any clothes and well… I don’t need to paint you a picture really do I?
I made my way to the kitchen to make some lunch. A note was stuck to the fridge.
‘Gone out shopping. Don’t let me come home to you riding someone again today. Yesterday was horrific you dirty slut xo Harper’
I crumpled up the note and threw it in the bin. I really need to put a bell on the front door or something so I know when she comes home… or a tracking device in her skull so I know where she is at all times… I might look into that.
I just pulled my lunch out of the oven when my phone started ringing in my room. I made a run for it and scooped it up from the bed. I smiled to myself as Pete’s name and picture flashed up on the screen.
“Hey baby” I smiled
“Who’s this?” A female voice demanded through the receiver. I double checked the screen. It was definitely Pete’s number calling me.
“Who is this and why do you have Pete’s phone?” I snapped.
“I asked first” she replied shrilly
“You obviously know who this is if you called my fucking number. Clearly my name is stored in the phone.”
“Well Alexandra, this is Ashlee and if I ever catch you texting Pete again I’ll rip your hair out okay?”
“Oh no bitch, I will fucking decimate your ass before you ever get within ten feet of me you washed up failure” Her sharp intake of breath made me smirk. There was a few seconds silence.
“Theres no need for that now Di Milo. You’re just bitter that I’m having his child and you never will. Don’t ever contact Pete again.” And with that she disconnected the call. I slumped back on the bed with the phone still pressed to my ear. I hit redial a few minutes later and it went straight to his voicemail. I went back the kitchen and sat at the table. I had lost my appetite, I picked up my plate and scraped all the food into the bin and went back to my room.
Four o clock came and there was no sign of Pete. Then five. Then six. Harper came home at nine and he was still not here.
“Honey I’m home!” she called from the hall way.
“In here” I called back.
“You better not be naked! Look at these shoes I go-” she came to a halt just inside my door when she laid eyes on me. “What happened Alex?” she came and sat next to me and pulled me in a hug.
“It’s not what you think but Pete was supposed to come over a while ago cause he needed to talk. Ashlee called from his cell and told me to never contact him again and then he never came and his cell is going straight to voicemail.”
“Oh dear, that’s not good. Have you called the boys? Maybe hes with one of them and just lost track of time?”
“I called them all and none of them have seen or heard from him.”
“Shit… maybe they got in a fight or something and he had to stay home”
“Whatever it is, I’m really worried about him, Harp”
“I know Lex” she muttered as she hugged me tightly. “He’ll turn up and it’ll all be just a big misunderstanding. You get some sleep and we’ll try and find him tomorrow” she kissed my forehead. She got up and picked up her shopping bags and closed my bedroom door behind her.
I curled up on my side and drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
The doorbell rang like someone had they’re finger pressed on it and didn’t let up. I glanced at the clock with blurry eyes and the neon numbers told me it was 3am. I was still dressed in my day clothed when I rolled out of bed. I went out into the hall and Harper stood in her bedroom door rubbing her eyes harshly with the heel of her hand.
“Who the fuck is that at this hour?” she moaned groggily following me to the door. The doorbell stopped ringing when I reached the door. Harper clung to my back as I reached for an umbrella in the stand next to the door.
“Alex it’s me” a voice called through the door. Harper screamed and bolted back to her room and slammed the door.
“Fucking pussy” I shouted after her as I unbolted the door and Pete pushed past me into the hallway. “Pete what are you doing here?” I dropped the umbrella, shut the door and locked it again. He didn’t answer me. I moved towards him as Harper came out of her room and stood in the doorway. I wrapped my arms around him and nearly flinched from him because he was so cold. “Jesus Christ Pete, your freezing. Harper can you put on some coffee?” She nodded and disappeared into the kitchen. “What’s wrong hun?” I asked again rubbing his back.
“She lied Ally” he muttered using a pet name no-one had called me in years.
“Who did?” I pulled away to look at him. He wouldn’t look me in the eye.
“Ashlee. She lied to me” I felt his breath catch in his chest as I pulled him to me again.
“About what?”
“She’s not pregnant” he choked. My hands dropped from him and I took a step back.
“She did what?” I snapped. He started mumbling incoherently then. I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to the living room and sat him on the couch. Harper handed him a cup of steaming coffee and then sat next to me on the couch across from him.
“What happened Pete?” He sat immobile for a few minutes before he finally brought the cup to his lips and drank deeply. He seemed to defrost then and he slumped back into the soft cushions of the couch.
“I got home earlier and I could hear her talking to someone in the living room. I waited a minute and then I heard her say Di Milo and I heard what she said to you. I went over to her then and grabbed my phone back but she had already shut it off. We started arguing over you and how she didn’t want me talking to you anymore and all that. Everything just started pouring out then .I’ve had serious doubts all along that she was lying because she wouldn’t let me come to doctors appointments or scans. I made her take another test and it was negative. She started crying then and tried to tell me she lost it and didn’t know how to tell me. I lost it then and went to our room and shoved all her shit in a case and told her to get out of my house. I gave her two days to get the rest of her stuff and leave. And then I left.”
“Shit… Pete I’m really sorry… I don’t know what else to say…”
“What can you say? Nothing.” Harper got up and excused herself quietly. I moved over to the couch where he was and sat next to him. I placed a hand on his knee and rubbed small circles.
“You can stay here if you want” I said quietly.
“I’d like that”
“C’mon” I said getting up and offering him my hand and leading him back to my room. He stripped off and then got into bed. I changed into my nightdress and slipped in next to him and pulled the quilt up over both of us. I could hear him breathing slowly next to me. I rolled over on my side with my back to him and closed my eyes.
“Thank you Alex” he whispered.
“Its nothing” I whispered back before I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning he was gone. No note, nothing. Just a cold bed. I sighed to myself before rolling out of bed and heading for the kitchen where I could hear Harper making breakfast.
“How is he?” she asked quietly when I came in.
“Hes gone.” I sat at the breakfast bar and grabbed a piece of toast.
“Gone? Since when?”
“I dunno. I just woke up and he was gone”
“Have you tried calling him?”
“No, I’m gonna leave him get his head on straight. He’ll come back when hes ready.” Harper nodded in agreement before smiling widely.
“Do you know what day today is?!” she grinned at me
“Eh no, what day?” I asked confused, turning to face the calendar pinned to the wall. “No fucking SHIT!! It’s not the 30th already?!”
“Hell yes it is you old hag!! Happy birthday baby!!” She laughed and threw her arms around me in a lung mashing hug.
“Shit, I didn’t even realise” I pouted “I have nothing to wear for the party”
“Its all sorted baby, Happy Birthday” she produced a bag from under the counter.
“Oh Harper, you didn’t have to”
“I did!! You’re my bestie!! I have to get you something!” she smiled pulling the dress and shoes she bought me out of the bag. The dress was a 50’s style knee length black dress with a plunging neck lined with lace. The shoes were Louboutin Star Privé shoes. My breath caught in my throat as I gazed at the beauty of the pieces. No one had ever bought me anything so lovely. It was only then I realised I was crying. I wiped away the tears quickly. “You don’t have these already do you?!” she asked worriedly.
“Oh Harper! No, I don’t. They’re just amazing! They’re too lovely. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had” I smiled hugging her.
“Now get ready! We have a full day ahead of us” she laughed clapping and shoving me towards my room.
Later on
“Happy birthday to yoouuuuuuuuuu!” Everyone cheered as my cake was set in front of me and blew out all my candles.
”21 kisses!!” someone shouted from the shadows.
”Oh Jesus no” I groaned as I was dragged to a chair in the middle of an empty circle. People began descending on me one by one. Each giving me a kiss on either my cheek or my lips. I didn’t see any of the boys around and my heart dropped a little. I wasn’t sad for long when Harper literally threw herself at me and straddled my lap as I sat in the chair.
”Happy birthday y’old bitch” she laughed giving me a big kiss and slapping my face lightly. I swotted her away as the 21st person stepped forward. They stood in front of me for a few seconds before dropping down on to one knee. I glanced around at the other people and they all looked as shocked as I felt. The music suddenly stopped and a deathly quiet descended on the room. The person before me fumbled in his jacket for a moment before pulling out a little velvet box. My breath hitched and my heart rate shot into overdrive. The sound of peoples whispers increased until it was like white noise all around me.
He opened the box and nestled in the fabric was a stunning diamond ring. I tasted bile in my mouth and my breathing stopped as they’re lips opened.
“Alexandra Charlotte Klassen, will you marry me?!”
Message sent
I tapped the keypad nervously as I waited for a response. I got one about ten minutes later which was very unlike Pete. Even more unlike Pete was the message he sent back.
I’m fine
That was it… I hit reply and stared at the little white screen and its blinking curser while I though about what to text back.
Are you okay? We’re worried…
His reply took longer this time.
It’s hard. I’m not doing too good… Can I see you?
I tapped out my reply faster this time.
Sure, come over to mine at 4? Can you do that?
His reply was instant this time.
Definitely. I’ll see you then
I dropped my phone back on the bed and went to get dressed. My lunch with Patrick the day before was a tragic mess. Of course we ended up fighting. In the middle of a crowded restaurant I might add. He just flipped out at me because I was still seeing other people. I had to physically drag him from the place to stop him making even more of a scene than we already had.
We ended up back at my house… In bed to be precise. I think I do actually have a problem y’know. One minute we’re having the worst screaming match ever and next thing I’m not wearing any clothes and well… I don’t need to paint you a picture really do I?
I made my way to the kitchen to make some lunch. A note was stuck to the fridge.
‘Gone out shopping. Don’t let me come home to you riding someone again today. Yesterday was horrific you dirty slut xo Harper’
I crumpled up the note and threw it in the bin. I really need to put a bell on the front door or something so I know when she comes home… or a tracking device in her skull so I know where she is at all times… I might look into that.
I just pulled my lunch out of the oven when my phone started ringing in my room. I made a run for it and scooped it up from the bed. I smiled to myself as Pete’s name and picture flashed up on the screen.
“Hey baby” I smiled
“Who’s this?” A female voice demanded through the receiver. I double checked the screen. It was definitely Pete’s number calling me.
“Who is this and why do you have Pete’s phone?” I snapped.
“I asked first” she replied shrilly
“You obviously know who this is if you called my fucking number. Clearly my name is stored in the phone.”
“Well Alexandra, this is Ashlee and if I ever catch you texting Pete again I’ll rip your hair out okay?”
“Oh no bitch, I will fucking decimate your ass before you ever get within ten feet of me you washed up failure” Her sharp intake of breath made me smirk. There was a few seconds silence.
“Theres no need for that now Di Milo. You’re just bitter that I’m having his child and you never will. Don’t ever contact Pete again.” And with that she disconnected the call. I slumped back on the bed with the phone still pressed to my ear. I hit redial a few minutes later and it went straight to his voicemail. I went back the kitchen and sat at the table. I had lost my appetite, I picked up my plate and scraped all the food into the bin and went back to my room.
Four o clock came and there was no sign of Pete. Then five. Then six. Harper came home at nine and he was still not here.
“Honey I’m home!” she called from the hall way.
“In here” I called back.
“You better not be naked! Look at these shoes I go-” she came to a halt just inside my door when she laid eyes on me. “What happened Alex?” she came and sat next to me and pulled me in a hug.
“It’s not what you think but Pete was supposed to come over a while ago cause he needed to talk. Ashlee called from his cell and told me to never contact him again and then he never came and his cell is going straight to voicemail.”
“Oh dear, that’s not good. Have you called the boys? Maybe hes with one of them and just lost track of time?”
“I called them all and none of them have seen or heard from him.”
“Shit… maybe they got in a fight or something and he had to stay home”
“Whatever it is, I’m really worried about him, Harp”
“I know Lex” she muttered as she hugged me tightly. “He’ll turn up and it’ll all be just a big misunderstanding. You get some sleep and we’ll try and find him tomorrow” she kissed my forehead. She got up and picked up her shopping bags and closed my bedroom door behind her.
I curled up on my side and drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
The doorbell rang like someone had they’re finger pressed on it and didn’t let up. I glanced at the clock with blurry eyes and the neon numbers told me it was 3am. I was still dressed in my day clothed when I rolled out of bed. I went out into the hall and Harper stood in her bedroom door rubbing her eyes harshly with the heel of her hand.
“Who the fuck is that at this hour?” she moaned groggily following me to the door. The doorbell stopped ringing when I reached the door. Harper clung to my back as I reached for an umbrella in the stand next to the door.
“Alex it’s me” a voice called through the door. Harper screamed and bolted back to her room and slammed the door.
“Fucking pussy” I shouted after her as I unbolted the door and Pete pushed past me into the hallway. “Pete what are you doing here?” I dropped the umbrella, shut the door and locked it again. He didn’t answer me. I moved towards him as Harper came out of her room and stood in the doorway. I wrapped my arms around him and nearly flinched from him because he was so cold. “Jesus Christ Pete, your freezing. Harper can you put on some coffee?” She nodded and disappeared into the kitchen. “What’s wrong hun?” I asked again rubbing his back.
“She lied Ally” he muttered using a pet name no-one had called me in years.
“Who did?” I pulled away to look at him. He wouldn’t look me in the eye.
“Ashlee. She lied to me” I felt his breath catch in his chest as I pulled him to me again.
“About what?”
“She’s not pregnant” he choked. My hands dropped from him and I took a step back.
“She did what?” I snapped. He started mumbling incoherently then. I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to the living room and sat him on the couch. Harper handed him a cup of steaming coffee and then sat next to me on the couch across from him.
“What happened Pete?” He sat immobile for a few minutes before he finally brought the cup to his lips and drank deeply. He seemed to defrost then and he slumped back into the soft cushions of the couch.
“I got home earlier and I could hear her talking to someone in the living room. I waited a minute and then I heard her say Di Milo and I heard what she said to you. I went over to her then and grabbed my phone back but she had already shut it off. We started arguing over you and how she didn’t want me talking to you anymore and all that. Everything just started pouring out then .I’ve had serious doubts all along that she was lying because she wouldn’t let me come to doctors appointments or scans. I made her take another test and it was negative. She started crying then and tried to tell me she lost it and didn’t know how to tell me. I lost it then and went to our room and shoved all her shit in a case and told her to get out of my house. I gave her two days to get the rest of her stuff and leave. And then I left.”
“Shit… Pete I’m really sorry… I don’t know what else to say…”
“What can you say? Nothing.” Harper got up and excused herself quietly. I moved over to the couch where he was and sat next to him. I placed a hand on his knee and rubbed small circles.
“You can stay here if you want” I said quietly.
“I’d like that”
“C’mon” I said getting up and offering him my hand and leading him back to my room. He stripped off and then got into bed. I changed into my nightdress and slipped in next to him and pulled the quilt up over both of us. I could hear him breathing slowly next to me. I rolled over on my side with my back to him and closed my eyes.
“Thank you Alex” he whispered.
“Its nothing” I whispered back before I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning he was gone. No note, nothing. Just a cold bed. I sighed to myself before rolling out of bed and heading for the kitchen where I could hear Harper making breakfast.
“How is he?” she asked quietly when I came in.
“Hes gone.” I sat at the breakfast bar and grabbed a piece of toast.
“Gone? Since when?”
“I dunno. I just woke up and he was gone”
“Have you tried calling him?”
“No, I’m gonna leave him get his head on straight. He’ll come back when hes ready.” Harper nodded in agreement before smiling widely.
“Do you know what day today is?!” she grinned at me
“Eh no, what day?” I asked confused, turning to face the calendar pinned to the wall. “No fucking SHIT!! It’s not the 30th already?!”
“Hell yes it is you old hag!! Happy birthday baby!!” She laughed and threw her arms around me in a lung mashing hug.
“Shit, I didn’t even realise” I pouted “I have nothing to wear for the party”
“Its all sorted baby, Happy Birthday” she produced a bag from under the counter.
“Oh Harper, you didn’t have to”
“I did!! You’re my bestie!! I have to get you something!” she smiled pulling the dress and shoes she bought me out of the bag. The dress was a 50’s style knee length black dress with a plunging neck lined with lace. The shoes were Louboutin Star Privé shoes. My breath caught in my throat as I gazed at the beauty of the pieces. No one had ever bought me anything so lovely. It was only then I realised I was crying. I wiped away the tears quickly. “You don’t have these already do you?!” she asked worriedly.
“Oh Harper! No, I don’t. They’re just amazing! They’re too lovely. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had” I smiled hugging her.
“Now get ready! We have a full day ahead of us” she laughed clapping and shoving me towards my room.
Later on
“Happy birthday to yoouuuuuuuuuu!” Everyone cheered as my cake was set in front of me and blew out all my candles.
”21 kisses!!” someone shouted from the shadows.
”Oh Jesus no” I groaned as I was dragged to a chair in the middle of an empty circle. People began descending on me one by one. Each giving me a kiss on either my cheek or my lips. I didn’t see any of the boys around and my heart dropped a little. I wasn’t sad for long when Harper literally threw herself at me and straddled my lap as I sat in the chair.
”Happy birthday y’old bitch” she laughed giving me a big kiss and slapping my face lightly. I swotted her away as the 21st person stepped forward. They stood in front of me for a few seconds before dropping down on to one knee. I glanced around at the other people and they all looked as shocked as I felt. The music suddenly stopped and a deathly quiet descended on the room. The person before me fumbled in his jacket for a moment before pulling out a little velvet box. My breath hitched and my heart rate shot into overdrive. The sound of peoples whispers increased until it was like white noise all around me.
He opened the box and nestled in the fabric was a stunning diamond ring. I tasted bile in my mouth and my breathing stopped as they’re lips opened.
“Alexandra Charlotte Klassen, will you marry me?!”
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