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Gaga held the test in her hand, as Avery was sobbing next to her, -"...Did you tell him?", -"He's in rehab! I mean, I can't call"; Gaga nodded, -"Yeah...well...what do you think about this?", -"I think that...I want it, just not with him"-she said, accepting a cookie from Luca, who got very worried when people cried; Gaga understood that feeling perfectly, -"Listen Stef"-she said, taking a bite of the cookie to give her time to think, -"He was very abusive towards me as well and and I really didnt handle it well. I-", -"What did he do?", -"He would verbally abuse me, take me for granted, punch me..."; Painful flashbacks went through Gagas neurons, -"I think...I think you should stay here for a while and-and get your thoughts together and maybe go to therapy or-", Avery hugged her tight, taking in the fresh lavander soap scent mixed with citric shampoo, -"THANK YOU SO MUCH", Gaga smiled at her, -"Go get your things then, I'll fetch you a room".
♡ As Avery was grabbing her stuff back at her home, Gaga and Taylor were arranging the guest room for her, -"This doesnt surprise me. Normally it would but...he can't keep his fist can he?", Taylor shook his head, puffing up the pillows, -"He is the kind of man tHt...wouldnt jump in front of a train for you", Gaga nodded, -"Absolutely"-she agreed sadly and dusted off the bedside table, -"Poor girl, she thought she was marryung the love of hee life", -"Its up to her if they divorce or not"; Gaga rolled her eyes, -"Avery is weak. In need for love always, they wont divorce, she just cant", Taylor shrugged his shoulders and set the sheets straight, Gaga looked at him with a smile, -"Youre such an obsessive little thing"-shs laughed, seeing how Taylor had neatly organized everything, -"Just...I like my things in order okay?"-he said, blushing, and ushering her out of the room.
♡ NEXT DAY ♡
-"Joey you gotta eat your yogurt young man!"-Gaga insisted, Joey was a stubborn little 7 month old, if he didnt like something he was gonna make sure everyone knew, -"It's 10am, youve been trying to feed him for half an hour?"-Taylor asked her, with Luca on his shoulders, -"Well yeah but your son is a little hard head", -"Let me do it, you go upstairs, I think Avery needs help".
-"Better?"-Gaga asked, as Avery chugged down some water, -"Yep, thanks", -"Sure, whatever you need just call me up, I'm a veteran in dealing witj vomit and pee and other gross stuff"-Gaga chuckled, letting Avery do her normal morning routine.
'"MOMMYYYY THE PHONE IS RINGIIING"-Luca yelled, with his mouth stuffed in cereal, -"I heard, I'm.coming"-she said, with eyelash glue on her fingers, -"Shit"-she mumbled before answering, the voice at the other end was disturbingly familiar, -"Hey Stef"-Luc's voice caressed her ear, -".....This is my house. Why are you calling here?", -"How's Avery doing", Gagas hands felt cold, -"She-She", -"I know shes here. I need to talk to her", -"...No!", -"Put my wife on the fucking phone Stefani"-he insisted, Gaga sighed deeply and just hung up; -"AVERY?!"-She called in urgency, the blonde woman emerged from the guest room, -"Your fucking husband just called into my house from rehab to talk to you. HOW does he know youre here?!?"; -"HOW CAN I KNOW. WHEN WAS THAT?", -"Just now. Now call him and tell him to never EVER disturb my family again. Heard me?".
-"Why did he called"-Taylor asked, putting the last of the groceries away, -"I dont fucking KNOW"-She responded, both frustrated and scared, -"The question is...how does anyone know Avery is here? Is he having someone follow her or something?", -"Most likely Stef", -"Then fuck me, they could be like near! Do you understand?", Taylor grabbed her shoulders and masssaged her, -"Stefani, you need to calm down. Nothing has happened, he hasnt tried anything but you need to stay put as of now. Hear me?", Gaga nodded and looked down, -"Fuck I hate this"-she mumbled, hugging her husband tight, -"I dont want anyone to hurt us", -"No one is going to. Trust me."
