THIRTY-ONE
LILAH

"What does it say?!" Ollie rushes out adjusting his glasses on his face. He stares down at the stick and I laugh lightly at his curiosity.

"We have to wait a few minutes." I tell him and he nibbles on his bottom lip nervously.

To say Ollie is over the moon would be an understatement, his reaction to me telling him I went to buy a pregnancy test was cute. He stared at me for a few seconds, his mouth open in shock before he picked me up and spun us around.

It's a relief that he's okay with it all — even if now isn't the best time with everything that's going on.

"What does it say?" Ollie questions again and I laugh at his impatience. "Lilah!" He whines and I laugh harder.

"You're so impatient!" I giggle and go to stand next to him, both of us staring down at the stick.

"I just want to know if we're having a little baby." He whispers and I turn my head to see him staring down at the pregnancy test with a small smile on his face.

My heart warms and a content sigh leaves my mouth as I rest my head on his arm. Ollie wraps an arm around my waist and places a small kiss on my temple.

"Can I turn it over now?" I playfully roll my eyes but nod my head.

I watch in amusement.

"Wait fuck, my glasses have steamed, I can't see." He squints his eyes and takes his glasses off and cleans them with the end of his t-shirt.

I continue to watch with a small smile on my face as he puts them back on and reads the results.

A huge smile etches onto his face and that's all I need to know the answer.

"You're pregnant!" Yet again he picks me up and spins me around.

I laugh and wrap my arms tightly around him. Goosebumps begin to rise on my skin when I feel a gentle kiss placed on the side of my neck.

"I'm so happy." He beams, placing me back on my feet. I grab his face and place a soft kiss on his full lips.

The sound of a light knock on the door has me furrowing my eyebrows. I walk over to the door and open it to see Greyson standing outside in his pyjamas, clutching his teddy bear to his chest.

He looks up at me with watery eyes and reaches up for me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I question in a gentle tone, wiping his tears away.

"N-Nightmare." He whimpers and I begin to stroke his curly hair which is similar to Ollie's as he cries into the crook of my neck.

Ollie comes up to us and wraps his arm around me and then places a kiss on top of his son's head.

"Can I sleep with you and daddy? I don't want to be alone." He pulls back and asks me, rubbing his eyes with his tiny hands.

"Of course, come on." I walk us to the bedroom with Ollie following close behind us.

We all climb into bed with Greyson in the middle. I smile gently when he decides to climb onto my chest instead, so Ollie moves in closer next to me.

"What's pregnant?" Greyson questions and I hear Ollie chuckle lightly next to me.

My eyes widen and I find myself stuttering over how to explain the little boy's question.

"Lilah is growing a baby in her belly." Ollie explains to Greyson, turning on his side to face the both of us.

A small gasp comes from Greyson who looks between us with wide eyes, however, his lips begin to tremble.

"D-Does that mean I have to leave?" He whispers and I instantly shake my head.

"No, baby!" I rub his back gently. "This little baby is going to be your little brother or sister." I smile, trying to cheer him up in which it does.

Greyson immediately stops crying and a huge smile morphs onto his face.

"Really?!" He sits up and I nod my head. "That's so cool!"

"It is, isn't it?" Ollie grins, tickling his stomach.

"We love you very much, Greyson." I reassure him and I watch as he stares at the two of us with a loving gaze before slowly falling asleep on my chest.

"See, already a little family." Ollie smirks.

•••

"Now as harsh as this sounds, Lilah, I brought you here because I'm getting fed up with this fucker in my basement. I need to do something about it before the police start sniffing round here." Nasir tells me as we stand at the top of the stairs to the basement where Dale resides.

"What do you mean?" I furrow my eyebrows at the older man.

"I need to kill him." Oh.

"Oh." I whisper. "Right."

"If I let him go, Lilah, he will hurt you or worse, kill you." I nod my head in understanding, knowing that what he is saying is completely true.

If Dale were to be released there is no doubt he'd want revenge.

"I asked you here in case you wanted to give him a couple more insults before he goes to hell." Nasir smirks and I can't help but laugh lightly. "Do you want me to go down with you?"

"I'll be okay." I tell him and he nods before walking away.

I take slow steps down the stairs.

Dale is sat in the same seat.

He looks even more horrendous than the last time I saw him.

"Lilah? You've got to get me out of here, please I'll do anything!" He pleads and I laugh making his face fall further.

"I've just come to say farewell." I tell him and I watch as his face begins to heat with anger. "Also I'd like to say thank you for working for Ollie, you led me to right where I was supposed to be — in the arms of your boss." I smirk as Dale lets out a loud shout.

"Fuck you, Lilah! Fuck you, you fucking bitch!" He shouts, spit flying out of his mouth as he becomes angrier by the second.

"I'm pregnant too." I add gasoline to the flame, rubbing my stomach.

Then he stops and begins to chuckle.

He looks crazy.

He is crazy.

"You won't see them coming, Lilah. I'll be seeing you in hell very soon." He threatens and I roll my eyes.

"Bye, husband." I spit sarcastically. "Ex!" I exclaim as I walk back up the stairs, a small giggle escaping my mouth.

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