Outlined a new story that I will be posting up very soon. It is now half term but I am still at work, with the change of job I no longer get the time off.....I have some news I may share with you once I know more, but I don't want to say in case it does not happen. However even the thought of it is exciting......

​It was a week before I felt safe to leave the house, but only with Wyatt by my side. We packed the house; the lorry arrived to take our belongings to the flat until we found the right house.
Annie was excited, she had loved the flat, but she was sad to leave the house with the garden, she knew nothing of why I was scared to let her out of my sight.
The thought of Vinnie watching us made my blood boil, did Amy know? That was something else, she was my sister, and he was his brother, why could they not leave us alone and let us be happy.
“Are you ready?” I said to Annie.   
She nodded.
She held her teddy in her arms as we walked to the car, I felt someone watching us, Wyatt told us to get in. The lorry would go ahead of us. He told me he gave the driver a route to take, in case we were followed. We had the same plan. I climbed inside the car, once I buckled Annie in.
“Do you want a blanket?” I handed her one as she nodded. It was a long drive; she would sleep on the way. I was sure of it. Sat beside Wyatt, he started the engine.
“Ready?” he said, placing his hand on mine. I nodded.
The drive was long, but we made it, the lorry arrived before us. I watched them unload the lorry, from the safety of the flat. We were not followed. We were alone.


A month later, we found the house of our dreams, it was perfect, the flat had all our boxes piled up in one of the rooms, we did not unpack, due to the fact we were moving again soon. At least that was the plan. Once we moved in the house the flat would go up for sale, he told me, the house back in our old home town had been sold and we were waiting on that to finalise. Everything was going well; I had looked at schools for Annie and a playgroup so she could meet other children she would attend school with. The only words I could describe life right now was perfect.
We would get the keys in six weeks time, I could not wait. We had shown Annie the house, she had picked the room she wanted, and one that she told us a baby would go in, we both looked at each other and did not say a word. Did I want more children, maybe I did? I wanted Wyatt, and when I saw the look on his face, I knew then he wanted another child, he missed out on so much with Annie. Not by choice. This time he would be there for all if it.
I could not think about any of that until we were in the new house. The countdown began.


Stood in the kitchen of our new home, I had to pinch myself that this was home; that the kitchen I had dreamed off was mine. I had not dared at first use the appliances as it was all so new and shiny. I wanted it to stay that way. I was not a bad cook, at least now I was better, with the tools that I needed to cook the meals I had always dreamed of owning.
Annie’s room was decorated and filled with all her toys, her bed and a walk in wardrobe. Our room was twice the size of my old house, and had a double shower unit, a bath and a walk in wardrobe too. I loved it, the garden was huge, so big that Wyatt brought a ride on lawnmower, or he would be there all day with a standard machine.
Days and weeks passed, Annie settled into her new playgroup, I remained at the house, not sure what to do with myself, I wanted to find a job, but he said I could do that later, let us settle in first, wait for Annie to start school full time, he was right.
Instead, I cleaned, baked, and found myself watching soaps. I did not enjoy them, the cleaning took a long time, but I was happy to do it, what else did I have to do?
Wyatt always came home, to a home-made cooked meal, life could not be better.
Another week passed, Wyatt arrived home, the door slammed, Annie was in her room, asleep, tired from playgroup.
As Wyatt entered the spacious living room, I looked up from the sewing I had started earlier that week, he looked angry, his face was red, his forehead wrinkled. He eyes narrowed as he lunged towards me, he was scaring me. Had they found us? The way he was looking at me, made me worried they had, something was wrong? He was rarely angry and never took it out on us, business plans did not always work out, and usually he would take himself down to his gym and work out to rid himself of that built up anger.
I chose to let him cool down and made my way to the door, to enter the kitchen. He followed me. I did not want to upset him, but wanted to soothe him, if I could, I moved towards him, and told him it would be okay. As soon as I looked into those eyes, I saw the anger, the fire, this man was not Wyatt. I could tell he was not my husband, he was Vinnie, I did not want to let on that I knew. I had no idea why he was here or what his plan was. I did not want Annie to come down either. She would hopefully still sleep and until I could find a way to get Vinnie to leave I wanted her to stay that way.
“Is that tea?”
I nodded.
“Looks like shit.”
“Wyatt, I am sorry, I can make something else if this is not what you want tonight, I can make your favourite.”
His nose twitched, he looked at me. It was in that moment I knew, he knew, I knew he was Vinnie.
“Think you’re funny don’t you.”
“No.”
“You do, or you would not be here.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Because you don’t belong in this family.”
“Oh I see, was that your plan, come here, pretend to be him, because it has worked before and what, I would leave him over a silly argument?”
Vinnie smirked. “How do you know I am not Wyatt, and Wyatt was not me all the time you have been together,” he said, taking my hand.
I snatched it back. “Because I do, you may look identical, but I can tell, you are not him.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I would know if you had swapped.”
“Right, even Annie cannot tell us apart.”
“Leave her out of this.”
“She could be my daughter.”
“Never.”
“How do you know?”
“Get out Vinnie, you are not welcome here.”
“How did he buy this house, huh?”
“Is this what this is about, worried he got money from your family and you ended up with nothing. Let me make this clear to you, Wyatt has not taken a penny from your family in years.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes it is.”
I could not take another moment of this man, I wanted him out of my house, I moved passed him, towards the hallway, reaching the base of the stairs as the front door opened, and Amy and Wyatt entered.
“Why is she here?” I asked.
“He was pretending to be Vinnie.”
“What the hell is going on?” I demanded to know.
“I don’t know,” Amy said, “Did you two really get married?”
Wyatt smirked. Vinnie smirked. What was happening?
“Maybe, but who did you marry?” Vinnie repeated.
The door to the house opened for a third time, Amy and I watched as the person entered, my heart almost gave way, this was not funny, what the bloody hell was going on and who the hell was he?
The man joined the brothers, as they stood side by side; I looked from one to the other. Identical triplets. I could not speak. Was this some kind of joke? Who was I married too, was any of this real? Who was Annie’s dad? I was more confused now than ever. And what the hell kind of game were they playing?


The end…..or is it?

Days passed before we planned to leave to go back home, it was decided we would stay at the house he owned while we cleared out the house I once lived in. I did not want to stay there for long, but I would do what he asked of me. We had the rest of our lives to live to be together. We would move to the flat for the time being, but he had things to sort this end, he was right there. I was no his wife and I would do as he asked. We were a family. I was not sure how my sister would react, finding out we had got married before her. Would she think we had done it out of spite, it was not like that, we did it because we loved each other and should never have been parted, this was his families fault.
I was not sure how I wanted to tell her, I was too scared, he suggested we make the announcement as soon as we got back home. I was not sure, my parents would not take the news well.
The house he took us to too, was as he said, bigger than my old house, nicer, decorated and clean, warm. Not one trace of mould on any surface. I liked it, but I did not want to live here, I wanted us to live as far away from his and my family as possible, they could not interfere, I was sure they would.
“I had an idea,” he said, sitting down opposite me, Annie was in the other room playing with her toys, they were the first things that arrived at the house.
“What idea is that?”
“To announce we are married, I don’t know how my family will take the news either, not that I care, I love you and that is all they need to know. You are my family now.”
I agreed, I felt the same way, he took my hand and told me his plan, it was a good plan, we would not have to face them, they could read all about it. I wanted to call my sister, tell her first, but I knew she would not be pleased that I had married Wyatt, when she planned the biggest most expensive wedding to Vinnie, I knew she would still marry him. He was not like Wyatt at all, but if she was happy, who was I to stand in her way.
 
The house felt like a home, Annie loved it, loved her room, the garden, she did not understand why she could not go to school, see her grandmother and auntie, but I wanted to stay inside, pretend we were not here. What if they tried to take her, it would not be the first time, telling me I was unfit. They had tried that once, but the social services decided I was and closed the case. They never tried that again. I was a good mother, no matter what they thought. I never forgave them for that, I was sure it was my sister, she hated the house I lived in, my mother wanted to take Annie and raise her for me, but she never admitted it. I never told her I knew how she felt, Annie was my daughter, and I was responsible for her. They did not want me to have her when I found out, they wanted me to get rid of her, but when I kept her, they wanted to take over. My sister did as my mother instructed, I was the outsider, always was. Dating, having sex and getting pregnant and now married. They could not touch me, not that was the reason I married Wyatt, I loved him, he was the brother I was in love with and missed all those years with because of his family and mine, they had to have known, but did they know he was a twin? I was not sure on that, they were convinced as much as I was that Vinnie was Wyatt.
“Mum, mum.” Annie’s voice called from the living room. I carried the tray of cookies and milk.
“Yes sweetie, are you okay?”
“Daddy was at the window, but…”
I looked at Annie, why would Wyatt be at the window, he had a key, unless. I closed the curtains and told Annie to go to her room; I would bring the snacks up. I made sure all the doors and windows were closed and locked, it had to be Vinnie, but how did he know we were there?
“Wyatt?” I called out, no reply. Then the phone pinged, it made me jump in the silence. I read the text, expecting it to be Wyatt. Instead, it was from my sister.
Amy: How could you!
I looked at the text, I guessed the paper with our announcement was out.
Me: How could I what?
Amy: You know what you have done?
Me: I can imagine Amy.
Amy: It is not all about you, people think you married Vinnie, stole him back, even if the name says Wyatt, how do you think that makes me look, huh?
Me: Really, people are that stupid.
Amy: Why did you marry him?
Me: I married him because I love him. You have only been with Vinnie a short time and already love him, enough to marry him.
Amy: And?”
Me: I was in love with Wyatt as much as I am now, five years ago, so how do you think your love for Vinnie is any different, tell me that?
Amy: It is different.
Me: How?
Amy: Because it is. Anyway, mum is angry too.
Me: don’t give me that, she is not upset that she did not walk me down the aisle.
Amy: she is.
Me: No, she is angry she could not stop it, she has no choice, I am a grown up.
Amy: Grown up, you are acting like a child, had to get married before me, to show me up, you did not even invite me, well guess what.”
Me: What?
Amy: You are not welcome at my wedding.
Me: I did not invite you, because they would have found a way to stop it.
Amy: Exactly.
Amy: He won’t stay with you.
I stared at the message, I chose to ignore it, she was trying to hurt me. I was sure of it.
Amy: He loves someone else.
Amy: He is married already.
Amy: You mean nothing to him.
Each one came after the other. I should have stopped reading them.
Amy: his wife is in a coma
Amy: she is pregnant
I stood the phone in my hand as Wyatt entered the room and took the phone from me. For a second I wondered if he was Vinnie, until his skin touched mine, I knew he was my Wyatt. I wondered if it was my sister or Vinnie sending the messages. They were not like her, she was never that nasty or had he made her that way. I was not sure. He read them all and told me they were lies, most of them. I frowned, most of them?
“Yes, my ex is in a coma, and is pregnant.”
“She is?”
“Yes, but I am not the father or was with her when the accident happened. She is married as Vinnie well knows.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I don’t either, but I promise you, she is my ex, and we split up months before she got with my best friend and no I was not bitter, they were happy.”
I nodded, took the phone and sent a reply.
Me: I hope you and my sister are as happy as we are. Do not message me again. Jessica, Wyatt and Annie can no longer be reached at this number.
I hit send and removed the sim card. “I need a new phone sim, I said, taking a pair of scissors and cutting it into pieces.
“We need to go back to London, I cannot be here, we should never have come back!”
“I understand, but needed to collect your stuff and mine so we could, if you want, since we have all you wanted from your old house here, I can have it sent over and you and Annie can stay in London, I will stay here for a few days and tie up some loose end.”
“I want you to come too,” I replied.
“I want to too, but…”
“We are not going without you, but I think Vinnie was here.”
“Annie saw what she thought was you at the window.”
“She did?”
I nodded. “I know we have things to sort here, but I don’t feel safe, what if they try and take Annie?”
“Annie is our daughter, they have no rights to her, none.”
“I know that, they know that, but my family, your family.”
We heard footsteps on the stairs.
“I’m hungry,” Annie said from the hallway. “Daddy.” She ran into the room and jumped into her father's arms. “See I said I saw Daddy.”
“You did indeed, now how about we get takeout delivered?”
“I can cook?” I suggested.
“I know you can, but not tonight, you can cook as much as you like in the new house.”
“Oh, you found a house for us?”
“Maybe, but you and I will go check it out once we go back, it’s a few miles outside London.”
“Okay, I can’t wait.”
“I will go get Chinese, if that’s okay, does Annie like it?”
“She has never had it, but if they have chips, she can eat those, she likes noodles.”
“Okay, I will pick a few things she may like, what about you?”
“I like most things, just not omelettes.”
“Okay, I will get a selection. I will lock the door on my way out.”
The door closed, he locked the door, I heard it click shut, the key twist in the lock.
 
Annie sat on the sofa, I joined her and switched the television on.
“Cartoons, or we could find a movie?”
“Cartoons,” she replied.
I switched the cartoons on, as she cuddled into my side. Her eyes half closed. She woke the moment Wyatt arrived back with the food, her eyes wide. He laid all the food on the table as I set our plate out. We helped ourselves and tucked in.
The food eaten, I carried Annie to bed, and laid down beside her, closed my eyes, woke an hour later.
“There you are,” he said as I entered the living room.
“Sorry I think I fell asleep.”
“That’s okay, do you want some wine?”
“No, I would love a cup of tea.”
An hour later he led me to our room, and closed the door, his lips crushed down on mine, before the door clicked shut.
it.