Unexpected turn of events (the script, Glen Power fanfiction)

Chapter 23

"Come on let's go out to dinner and we can forget about this," Pippa told her as Kate phone's pinged again and Kate couldn't help herself but look at the phone dropped to the ground. It was a picture of Glen asleep in bed with a girl smiling at the screen. Glen's arm's draped over her waist his lips at her neck. "God Pippa he's sleeping with them as well," Kate told her as she had to sit down on a chair as she felt herself get light headed. Tears jumping to her eyes as she thought about it all. "I'm going to give him a piece of my mind," Pippa said as she jumped up and stormed to her front door as if she was going to storm two houses down to where Glen was at her place. "Pippa please leave it. Arthur is there as well. He doesn't have to know about this, Pippa please." Kate begged her as she jumped in front of her friend as Pippa nodded her head, thinking that Arthur shouldn't be hearing what she had to say to that cheating bastard.

"Let's just go out please I want to forget all about this and I can't even drink to do it," Kate begged her, she was so close to collapsing but she couldn't do it. She had her unborn child to think about as well right now. all this stress wasn't good for her baby and no matter how much she hated it's father and still loved him at the same time, she couldn't do it.

At dinner, Pippa nor Kate didn't bring up the situation they'd just discovered or that Kate was pregnant as well. As they said goodbye to each other around 1 in the morning Kate headed home, dragging her feet. Her house was dark as she snuck in as quietly as she could. she didn't want to go up to her bed. She couldn't imagine Glen sleeping beside her right now. His arm draped over her waist like he'd done to the women in the picture. She wanted nothing more than to share the news she had with him. She should be overjoyed that she had Glen there to share with this like he'd missed with Arthur. She had gotten some time to think about during dinner and she was looking forward to meeting her new baby. It may not be the right time but she certainly couldn't imagine it not being inside of her despite what was going on between its two parents.

Pulling off her jeans she put the throw pillows together and laid down on the couch with a blanket draped over her. She couldn't imagine her cheating boyfriend's hands on her. Her hand covering her lower stomach she tried to look at everything positively but she couldn't see it. She fell asleep crying as she tried to come up with another explanation to what she'd seen. Glen was supposed to be the good guy, never had she expected him to cheat. But he had, a kiss maybe she could forgive. But sleeping around like he had, she'd gotten two more pictures of him in bed with another woman. that wasn't something she could forgive.

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"Sweetheart what are you doing here on the couch?" she heard Glen's voice ask in her sleepy haze as she leant into his touch as he cupped her cheek. Opening her eyes softly she looked into his eyes and then she remembered why she was on the couch. Pulling away from his touch she sat up and wrapped the blanket around her as she headed for her bathroom to take a shower. Locking the door after her she ignored Glen's calls for her as she leant against the vanity of her bathroom. Looking at her reflection, she make up smeared on her face from not having been taken off the night before. She was pale and her eyes were dull as she started to remove her make up before getting under the shower.

pulling on jeans which had been lying in the bathroom she added a tank top before she opened her bathroom door. She watched Glen's head lifting from where he was waiting on her at the foot of the bed. "And now we're going to talk." He told her in a no-nonsense tone. He had no idea what was going on with her at all. Yesterday she'd basically ran off from him, leaving him to take care of their son whilst she went out with her friends. He didn't mind her spending time with friends. But him coming home from not having seen them for a month he'd imagined his homecoming entirely different. Then he'd gone downstairs to find her asleep on the couch, her make up smeared in what seemed to have been tears at one point. Then she'd stormed away from him like a bat from hell. he wanted to know what was going on in her mind.