Del's POV
I can't believe this. I mean, yes, I'm happy for Mum, but another child. Really?
I mean, there are chances of her Schizophrenia coming back so why take the risk of having a child when that baby's life could be in danger?I'm so happy for Dad as well because it's his first child but is he not focusing on the bad side?
His own first child's life could be at risk cause of Mum's Schizophrenia returning any minute, any day.
God help me.
James seemed awfully happy after the news. He said if the baby was a boy he'd be teaching him football and how to get with girls (typical boys) and if it were a girl 1) God help him and 2) if any boy hurt her, then he'd thrash him.
It's been two days since the news was revealed and I haven't yet talked to mum. It's just the casual 'yeah' or 'no'.
Every time I'd see her she seemed so upset. I had a few pep talks from Dad saying that I should talk to Mum and make her happy about the whole situation.
And I also know that she was really happy about the child but she was upset about my reaction.
Why is it that no-one understands the negative side of this baby situation?
"Del honey," Mum knocked on the door.
Here it comes the 'lovey dovey' pep talk about our mother-daughter relationship."Come in," I replied back. Mum popped her head in and smiled at me before walking in and seating herself on my bed.
"How are you feeling?" I asked.
"Good. A little sick but I'm okay. You?" She asked, trying to start an active conversation.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Just stressed because of school and the little one," I awkwardly chuckled as she did the same.
There was the typical awkward five minutes of silence until I spoke up.
"I'm sorry Mum," I apologised. "I've been ignoring you for ages cause of the news and God, why don't people see the bad side? Mum," I sighed.
"You still remember that your Schizophrenia is going off and on over the past few years. And if it comes back during this pregnancy, then there might be chances of the baby's life at risk," I explained.She let out a sigh and placed her hand on her belly. "I know, but I really want this. And I really know your Dad does as well," she explained. "He was so happy about it and even more than I was. He's been at home more, he's been talking to you more and it just makes me feel so great about us- as a family."
She picked up the picture frame from the bedside table. It was a picture of when we were all at Dad's final performance in the band 5 Seconds Of Summer.
"This," she pointed at the photo, "is us. This is the real Hemmings family that I'm familiar with," she looked up at me, expecting some sort of reaction or response.
She was right. That was us. We were, are and will be a loving family who had a healthy relationship.
Before I knew it, tears were brimming my eyes and I was engulfing Mum in a hug. "I'm so sorry," I sobbed. She hugged back tightly and kissed my forehead.
"It's okay, baby. It's okay," she hushed me.
I pulled apart and looked at her directly in the eyes- which were filled with tears. "I'm happy for you, Dad and Jamie," I smiled at her.
"I love you," she said quietly.
"I love you too, Mum," I replied back.
The sound of someone clearing their throat pulled me and Mum apart.
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