Chapter 2.11 First Bad Steps

"When's mommy going to be home?"

Belle looked up at her Aunt Rosie. It wasn't that she didn't love her aunt, she was cool. She could do magic! But Belle prefered her mommy to her aunt.

"I don't know Belley, she'll be home soon." She murmured in response, wishing she had some of the toddler's energy. Alyssa had asked Rosie to look after Belle, mostly because she didn't trust any babysitters and they refused to come if you hired them so late at night.

"Is she hiding?" Belle asked, frowning. Why was her mommy hiding? "She doesn't usually hide." She looked down.

"She's not hiding. She's gone to the hospital, remember? Your baby brother or sister is being born." She explained for what felt like the seventeenth time. It was the early hours of the morning when Alyssa left, and it had woken up Belle who refused to go to sleep afterwards, mostly because (given when she could remember) she really wanted to see her baby brother or sister. After a few hours of trying to get her to calm down, Rosie decided to let her stay awake.

"How are babies made?" Belle asked, looking up at aunt Rosie. It confused her a little. One day, mommy and Damon weren't talking about babies, and then the next they were? She didn't understand.
"Well, uh..." Rosie trailed off, not exactly wanting to stall this topic until Alyssa got home so there'd be something else to talk about. She sighed with relief when she heard the door open.
"Hey, what's Belle doing up?" She asked, and Belle ran over to her mommy and new baby brother.

Belle reached up, and tried to grab the baby. "I wanna hold the baby. I wanna hold the baby!" She repeated, wanting to hold him. She wanted to prove that she could at least be a little bit responsible.
"She wasn't too much trouble for you, was she?" Alyssa asked, looking at her tired looking older sister.

"She was fine, just excited and refused to go back to sleep. I can't really blame her." Rosie couldn't help but yawn. "What's my nephew's name then?" She grinned, not yet noticing Alyssa's ring.
"His name's Ashton. There was actually a surprise at the-"
"Oh my God!" Rosie interrupted, her eyes widening. She noticed the ring.

"It's gorgeous!" She exclaimed, grinning. "When did he propose?" She asked, smiling widely.
"On Love Day. He took me to this really fancy restaurant and it was under the stars." She beamed. It honestly felt like everything was starting to work out perfectly for her.
"That's so romantic." She smiled, then looked a little worried. "Anyway, you said there was a surprise? Is everything alright with him?" She asked, frowning.
"Everything's fine with him. He's perfectly healthy, and so is his sister." She smiled. "And I don't mean Belle by his sister."

"What do you..." Rosie trailed off when she saw Damon walk in with another baby. Her eyes widened, "You were having twins?" She asked.
Alyssa smiled, a little sheepishly. "She was kind of a surprise actually." She felt silly about it now, not realizing before. She knew that something felt a little different, but she didn't think she was having twins.
"Her name's Melody." Damon barely looked up at Rosie, most of his attention was focused on the little bundle of pink in his arms.
Rosie bit her lower lip, hoping that her sister could handle two infants and a toddler at once. Sure, Belle's birthday was soon, but still, two babies is a lot to handle.

Unfortunately for Alyssa, the twins were much more of a handful than Belle ever had been, she begun to realize that over the days. Belle was quieter than these two when she was a baby, or maybe Alyssa just remembered her being quieter. It just seemed as if Alyssa left one in the crib, that one would start crying so she'd put the other down to see to the upset one, which was when the originally fine one would start crying. It was as if they were in competition with each other already!
She was exhausted also, and even the floor seemed like a comfy mattress and the wooden paneling on the wall seemed softer than before.

They were both finally asleep, but she didn't want to put them in their cribs just in case one of them started crying again and the whole song and dance would start back up again. It sometimes also felt as if she was doing it alone. Damon was often out either with Tawni or inventing or out looking for scrap metals. It was starting to bug her a little bit, she wanted to go out places too, or even just pay more attention to Belle! She knew her eldest daughter was probably feeling a little left out.
Alyssa was just about drifting off to sleep on the floor when the door opened.

"Hey, is everything alright?" He spoke quietly as he saw that the twins were asleep. He carefully took Ashton off her, and Alyssa stood up still holding Melody.
"No, I'm tired." She snapped, but quietly so she didn't wake either of the twins up. "That, and I feel like I'm ignoring Belle, and I've probably got spit up in my hair or in my clothes and I can't shower because one of them will just start crying." She frowned, realizing she was starting herself a list.
"I'll look after the twins for a while and you can spend time with Belle and nap." He shrugged, hoping that'll make Alyssa a little happier.

"That's not the point." She huffed. "We're supposed to be a team, working together to look after them. It feels as if it's either me watching them, or you watching them. And then somewhere in the middle, Belle's getting left out." She frowned.
"We are a team, Alyssa, but I have Tawni as well, I just can't ignore her,  I have to spend time with her too." He tried to reason with her.
"I'm not asking you to ignore her, I just..." She sighed, and shook her head. "Never mind, I'm too tired." She murmured, and put Melody down in the crib. "Watch them for a while?" She asked, before walking out. She didn't care if she just contradicted herself, she was tired.

She was slightly happy to leave the nursery, mostly because she could tell an argument was about to happen between her and Damon, and that was the last thing she needed right now. Right now, she just needed a shower, sleep and to spend some time with Belle before her birthday tomorrow.
When did her life get so hectic that she had to sort out when she could spend time with Belle?

Her bed was comfy and cosy, no crying babies were there, and it smelled nice.She fell asleep almost as soon as she laid down, and was glad for the peace. She started to have an odd dream though...

She was back at work.stood in front of Adrian. She didn't know how she knew, but she knew he needed to talk to her about something. "You wished to talk to me?" She asked, rubbing her arm lightly.
"Yeah, I do." He stood up straight from the way how he usually leaned against the desk. He went over to her, pushing her against the door as he kissed her.

She was speechless, obviously. It's not everyday someone you thought was an ass randomly decides to kiss you. She managed to push him off her though, "What are you doing?" She asked, and stopped his hand from wandering. She wasn't angry though, which was something she found peculiar.
"Well, you've clearly at least thought about it, or at least your subconscious has." He smirked, still close enough that she could feel his chest pressed against hers. "It'll be our little secret Lyss." His voice was it's usual velvet baritone way; boyish charm radiating from his grin.

She couldn't believe she was considering it, or even leaning towards the idea. She had given up her cheating ways, she wasn't a stupid teenager anymore! Then again, it was only a dream... "You promise this'll just be our secret?" She looked up at him, her eyes were locked on his stormy grey ones.
"Who else could we tell?" Dream Adrian smirked. "There's no one else here to tell Lyss, we can do as much as we want with absolutely no consequences." He has a point. But it still felt like cheating, even if none of it was real. She felt a slight pang of guilt, but it was just a dream. What's the worst that could happen in a dream?

Her dream seemed to flit, and before she knew it, she was in her underwear, her hands on Adrian's bare chest as she straddled him.. Her hands started to roam down, teasing with the top of his boxer shorts and threatening to pull them down. He shivered lightly, and she frowned, "Is something wrong?" She asked, her hands moved back up his chest and she kissed his neck tenderly.
"Your ring is really cold." He mumbled, moving slightly. "Can you take it off?" He asked, his eyes opening as he looked at her.
She was taken aback by the odd request. "My ring?" She asked, smirking lightly and thinking he was kidding. "Why my ring?" She raised an eyebrow, trying to ignore how cold it felt against her finger. She moved her left hand off of him, letting it hover above him as she considered whether or not she would take it off.

"You've already cheated this far, how much more significance does that ring hold?" He asked, and Alyssa frowned.
"It's not cheating." She murmured, hating how cold her ring felt. It was as if it was made of white ice instead of white gold.
"Because it's a dream?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "That's your only excuse? What about when you slip up for real? Will you say that was just a dream too?" He pressed, making Alyssa feel guiltier and guiltier. "Or will you just say that it didn't mean anything? You've cheated once before, what's going to stop you doing it again?"
"Stop." She mumbled, frowning as she sat up. She didn't like this anymore, but she knew that all this right now wasn't even real. She just hoped that the dream would stop soon.
"They're your thoughts Alyssa." He pointed out, and luckily the dream seemed to fade out.

Alyssa woke up with a start, panting. It wasn't like the dream was intentionally scary in any way, there weren't any monsters or anything like the odd one she had when she was little. It was the foreboding factor it brung. She knew she was happy, she knew she had a sweet guy, and adorable children. She knew she was fulfilled.
Why did she want something new?

She doesn't. As long as she just pushed that dream to the back of her mind, she'll be fine. She doesn't want anything new, and is happy. Just keep any lingering thoughts away, and she'll be fine. At least, that's what she hopes.
She heard Melody starting to get fussy again, and went to go care for her youngest daughter.

Chapter 2.10 Forgetful                                                                                

  Chapter 2.12 The 'S' Word

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AN: First of all, I want to say a big thank you to my game for making Alyssa have twins, even though it wasn't likely. Thank you game.

I'm half happy she had twins though, two cuties and I knew she'd have to have them at one point or another to stick with my plan, so better earlier than never.

I feel as if a lot has happened this chapter. It was an easy chapter to shoot too. Not all too  many scenes and I already had all the poses and my laptop didn't randomly die on me, so yay!

This AN is already becoming really long... Last thing is that the dream was going to be my attempt at writing sexy, but then I remember that I can't so I went for ominous-ish.

Last thing for realsies! I swear this time! Something sad happened....

 

Bye bye Boo. Toby's still alive though, and he got the little heart broken moodlet </3