Mummy, Where's Daddy?

Niall and I were just fine, meeting each other when I was 15 and he was 19. We fell in love, and I was completely smitten with him. But after one drunken night, four years after we met, six months dating, I fell pregnant. Niall walked out when he found out, couldn't cope with the pressure of being a dad at 23. Only 19, I was confused, hurt and upset. When I was at the 8-months mark, I pulled myself together and got on with life. Now Alexander is 3, and he's starting to ask questions. Will his daddy be back?


11. The Teddy Bear

Approximately a month after Niall's visit, George was just in the kitchen while I was upstairs, playing with Alex. Lately, I've noticed George has become more... secretive. He wouldn't let me in the kitchen when he was in there, not even letting Alex in either. George wouldn't let neither Alex or I collect the mail. I suppose it was just... maybe he was just being a tad overprotective. ''Mummy!'' Alex's voice snapped me back into reality and I looked at him, smiling weakly. ''I heard Dad swearing,'' he added, his face scrunching up as he tried to frown. Alex never really knew how to frown, but it was adorable. ''Really?'' I asked, surprised at what Alex just said. He nodded in response and I stood up. ''I'll tell Dad off, don't you worry. By the way, the car needs its wheel fixed,'' I replied, smiling as he nodded again, picking up his Lego car we created earlier today. Going downstairs, I peered into the kitchen and I could tell George was pretty... pissed with something. ''Babe?'' I called quietly, feeling fearful. George could get really mad when he's pissed. ''I thought I told you,'' he said firmly, looking up from something he just threw in the bin. ''Nobody in the kitchen when I'm here.'' ''Y-yes, I know that.. b-but... Alex said you were pretty m-mad...'' I stammered, leaning on the door frame, unsure what to expect. ''I'm just tired of all this bullshit,'' he cursed, and I looked at him confusedly. ''George, let me take out the trash... you go and calm down...'' I sighed, approaching him slowly, not wanting to ask too much questions to push him over the edge of anger. ''Okay...'' he mumbled, nodding and gently brushing past me. Looking at him, I was pretty concerned about him. This isn't like him. I soon took the bulging plastic bag out of the metal bin, and dragged it outside to the recycling bins, but as I opened the black bin's lid, I spotted something unusual sticking out of the top of the plastic bag. Closing the bin's lid, I opened the plastic bag and took out a teddy bear that was cute and adorable. A note was attached and I read it out aloud. ''For Alex. Hope you're okay. Niall xx'' I whispered to myself, and turned over the note, and there were Niall's phone number. Maybe this is what George was fussing about. Furious about George's little secret, I stormed inside, finding George and threw the teddy at him. ''What is this?!'' I exclaimed, folding my arms across my chest. ''A teddy bear.'' he replied coolly, catching the teddy. ''From Niall!'' I added for him, irked by his attitude. ''So?'' he responded, shrugging. ''Why are you being like this?!'' I snapped, frowning. ''Because I hate Niall.'' he replied simply. He hated Niall. The words repeated in a chant inside of my mind. Sure, Niall gave George a reason to hate him but... This is too confusing.

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