We Can Get Through This

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{A/N: Heyy,
Don't normally do a/n's at the start but oh well. This is a sequel to my other story What We Have Is Priceless so make sure to check that out first then come and read this one. I post every other day and on Saturday and Sunday. Posting times vary especially because I am off school atm, anyway I will stop rambling and get on with it}

Packing

Dianne💋 it's been roughly a year since I came back to Oz. So much changed! When I came back I was in so much trouble and then I was in trouble of my own when I realised something pretty big. I was pregnant and I knew who the father was, Joe. I had no one to tell my dad blocked off all contact from anyone I eventually got the courage to talk to my mum who then told my dad straight away. They were both extremely angry with me and sent me packing again. I had no money I managed to get a loan from the bank that made me able to move to north Perth and I lied and didn't tell any employers that I was pregnant so I was able to work. I rented the house and worked my butt of so I could pay the bank back and stabilise my child's future. At one point I had 3 part time jobs
Cleaner on the weekend
Shop assistant on Monday-Wednesday
Office assistant Thursday and Friday
Once the loan was paid off I saved every scrap of money for plane tickets, I only needed one. It could be the worst comfort I didn't care. Babies under two have to sit on your lap so I knew that baby would be fine. Eventually I saved up for that. A one way ticket back to London. All of my other money went to my child.
Theadora (Thea) Rose Buswell!
She is my complete world, I went through the pregnancy alone because I was rejected by everyone. I didn't know where my Nan was she had moved house and no one who I spoke to a) wanted to tell me or b) didn't know. I managed though. Now I am in my one bedroom flat with a 4 month old baby packing up in order for us to start our life properly in England. I had had no contact with Ellie due to common fear I didn't know how she would take it and if she was fine with it I didn't want to worry her. It was 8pm Thea had her night time feed and she was in the pram, well her I suppose cot. I didn't have enough money for a normal cot but she needed a buggy and she was petite like her dad, I suppose her mum too so she still fit.

I walked into the little box room that had practically half a single bed in and pulled out more clothes. I took them into the main room and peered into Thea's pram to see her sleeping with not a care in the world. Back to packing I went. I hardly bothered to unpack all of my dance outfits and I went in the case that had all of the clothes that I would never wear again. When I opened it up I saw my red dress. The dress joe picked out and the one that made me feel amazing.
"Thea this is mummy's favourite dress, your daddy picked this out for me, one day you can wear it"
I often spoke to her and always spoke about joe, and she was at the age where she would never remember this so if I stoped talking about him she would never know.
1 hour later
I had finished packing and I tucked in Thea and went to sleep on the sofa by her side. I couldn't be bothered to put on any 'nice' stuff so I would always wear a hoodie, most of the time it was joes. I annoyed myself about my 'obsession' with him. He obviously had a girlfriend and had forgotten about me and he obviously didn't know about Thea. However my gorgeous girl was in the cutest sleep suit, her clothes were so much more important and cuter than mine but I didn't care one little bit. She was in a pale pink sleep suit and a baby sleeping bag, we didn't have any heating from 7pm-7am and it was winter in Oz so she was definitely warm, I had a fluffy blanket so I was good.
"Night Theodora love you baby"