Chapter Ten

It was early the next morning, I was in the kitchen chopping some fresh melon slices, while Anthony was fixing some furniture in the back. I was a little nervous about today, I mean I wanna help him after he told me how his mother used to treat him, but there's also a part of me that doesn't for obvious reasons. I finish chopping the melon as Anthony walks in taking a piece shoving it into his mouth, I shake my head picking the remaining slices up placing them in a lunchbox for the fridge.

"Thank you again for doing all this doll, I just hope she appreciates it" he sighs leaning against the counter still chewing his melon, while I put the rest of the fresh fruit in the fridge "I'm probably just overreacting it's gonna go fine, now I have you and Amelia, there is nothing she can say which will bring me down" he smiles, pulling me closer to him with his hands on my waist, I try to pull away which doesn't work I was trapped in his arms.

I gulp as he starts to lean closer to me but just before he could try anything, Amelia starts to cry from upstairs, yes Amelia it's like you knew.

"I better go and get Amelia ready" I awkwardly smile moving slowly back, hoping he'd let go, eventually I pull fully away, so no one was popping anyone else's bubbles.

"If you look in the wardrobe both of you have a new outfit, if you need any help getting Amelia ready or even yourself ,just call" he smiles, as I back out the kitchen the awkward smile still on my lips, I'm not asking him to help me get ready, even if I did need help!

I send him a little nod before walking out the kitchen silently running up the stairs, as I make it to the bedroom I lean with my back against the door. He's getting way more confident in doing that stuff, I mean he does for some reason, think of me as his wife so obviously, people do that. But I'm not! This isn't right, I have to start making solid plans for us to escape before he thinks that's just what he can do, I remain with my back against the door, until Amelia starts to make crying noises again.

I finally move going over scooping her up in my arms, I didn't think when all this weird life started, we'd still be in this weird life but here we are in the thick of all the madness. I look to the side to see a black dress and a little baby suit hung up by the wardrobe, I sigh walking over taking it off the hanger, praying his mother wasn't as bad as he explained.

An hour later I was stood in the bathroom fully ready just finishing getting Amelia done, I have to admit I don't like Anthony's decision making at all, but he did choose some good outfits for Amelia and me. I wore a back skater skirt dress with the sleeves stopping at my eyebrows, it was actually something I would choose to wear. I curled my hair so it hung just below my shoulders in nice waves, in my wardrobe I found some jewellery and heels, so I decided on a pair of black heels but not knowing where the jewellery came from, I decided against that. I was clipping the last of the poppers on Amelia's little outfit, which was a black romper with ruffles on the shoulders, I also found shoes for her so I put some black baby shoes.

I gently pick her up to standing us in front of the bathroom mirror, she turned her head so she was also looking at the mirror.

"Don't we look amazing, now we're gonna have to spend a few hours with Anthony's family and if they're anything like him, that's gonna be a challenge" I explain to her through the mirror with a look "but maybe when it gets a bit too much you can cause a diversion to get us out of there quicker, maybe throw up on her, like a massive throw up so I can take you upstairs and eventually she will leave" I suggest with raised eyebrows hoping she'd catch onto my drift, she makes a weird baby noise was that confirmation that she understood and was getting all the baby sick ready in her stomach? I shake my head at my stupid thought as Anthony's voice came from downstairs, asking if we were ready.

Time to face the music, I guess.

I start making my way downstairs Amelia safely in my arms, I was going extra careful walking down the stairs in heels holding her. We were halfway down the stairs when Anthony walks from the living room turning his head towards us, he immediately freezes just staring up at me, I finally make it down the stairs where he still stood frozen in place.

"Wait here I need to grab something" he mutters quickly running up the stairs passed me, wow did we look bad or something? he picked these outfits out. I thought I looked good in the mirror, the best I've looked for weeks due to him!

He runs back down the stairs holding a black box in his hands, it looked big enough to hold a necklace or a watch maybe. He opens it to reveal a necklace in the shape of a heart, from where I was standing it looked like the heart had diamonds going around the edges. That wouldn't have been cheap, hopefully, it hasn't come off a dead person, wow dark Freya.

"You look incredible, this necklace will just tie it all together" he smiles taking it out of the box instructing me to turn around, I do as I'm told while he puts the necklace around my neck clasping it.

He pulls my hair out where he hung below my shoulders again, I look down at the beautiful necklace, this is probably the most expensive thing I've had on my body, well apart from the ring he gave me. I turn to look at him again where he seems as though he was about to well up, he wraps his arm around my shoulders placing a kiss on my head than leans down and kisses Amelia. I look beside me to see his tie wasn't done up correctly, Blake was the same, in his school he never had to wear a tie, but I did!

"Here take Amelia, so I can fix your tie" I smile gently handing her to him, while I get to work fixing the bad job he did with the tie, it doesn't take me long to fix it but I felt his eyes on me the whole time "there, much better" I smile again looking up at him, he sends me one back.

"Today is gonna be okay right, I mean I've done well for myself, I have this big house loads of money in the bank," he asks frantically, handing me Amelia back to start pacing up at down, what he just listed were all material things, in the end, none of that actually matters but he continues with his little stressed out speech.

"I just want to prove to her that I've done something with my life, done something that she'd never think I would" he continues pointing at the wall, but really pointing at an invisible her "I mean I have you two now, that's the most amazing thing that could ever happen to me, but I don't know if that'll be enough for her" he rants walking out of the passage and towards the kitchen, where I lose sight of him, I stand there for a second but realise he probably wants me to follow.

I sigh making my way to the kitchen where he's pulling out the food I made, putting it all on the counter, once he's finished he turns with his hands on his hips.

"Will she even appreciate this! That woman is just so hard to read sometimes!" He shouts making both Amelia and me jump from shock, I guess I'm gonna have to step in before this guy has a full mental break, something I don't wanna be near.

"Anthony listen, everything you're worried whether she's gonna be proud of you about is all materialistic, this house is just a house, your money is just money" I start my motivational speak, totally making it up as I went along "none of that matters! What matters is the person you are standing right there, she should be proud of you for just being you and if she can't, do you really want someone like her to be proud of you?" I ask wrapping my amazing speech while he just looks down at the counter, I look around the room hoping I didn't say the wrong thing or overstood the mark, but he nods his head.

"You're right Freya, none of this matters the food the house none of it, all I need and want is standing right in front of me, who cares what that woman thinks I haven't needed her for years, why would I need her now?" He asks, well that's technically what I just said you just changed the words, but I guess that means we got somewhere somehow.

The doorbell ringing breaks our conversation where he looks at me worried, I send him a reassuring smile which he returns quickly walking out the and towards the front door. I stay behind near the entrance of the kitchen, as I hear the front door being opened.