Babysitter (Macklemore Fanfiction)

The Truth

BENS POV

I've sent Amy four messages today and she hasn't responded to one. She sent me a text to tell me that she has Sloane, and she's on her way to the airport. But that's it. The distinct feeling that something's wrong pinches at my stomach, nauseating me.

"Look, the gate's open." Ryan points. We both wait for Amy to walk out. At first I don't notice her, but then I see the blur of her red carry on bag and rush over. I hug her tightly. She doesn't hug back right away, but then holds me tightly and doesn't let go. We're standing for around a full minute before she lets go. I see her wipe her eyes as she hands Sloane to me and hugs Ryan.

"Hey there, sweetie." I smile, more than happy to see my daughter.

We go back to the tour bus, where we'll be sleeping tonight.

After I put Sloane to bed, we all sit in the lounge area. Amy's been so quiet.

"I can give you guys a minute... If you want..." Ryan mumbles, awkwardly.

"No, I need to tell you both... A lot." She replies. "You've both been so open with me and I've been keeping things from you. And I don't want to do that anymore." She explains.

"Of course, you can tell us anything." I assure her.

"I know." She smiles. "But I'm taking my makeup off first." She states, disappearing into the bathroom. When she reappears we notice a huge bruise on her eye.

"Who the fuck did that!?" I question, angrily. "Was it Asher? That son of a bitch deserves to die-" I start to shout

"Ben, shush. You're going to wake up Sloane." Amy snaps. "Just let me explain." She mumbles.

We both nod. Ryan takes one of her hands and I take the other. God, we're like teenagers.

"I went to see Asher earlier. To break up with him. And he didn't take it well." She starts, "I don't want to make this too much of a long and confusing explanation, so I'm starting at the beginning." She explains. "So Asher and I met when I moved out to America with Hollie. He was really sweet to me, and I thought I was in love with him. He was a stoner, and a drunk, but he had a good job and I overlooked the bad things because I thought he would change. I think we were dating for nearly 2 months, before I got pregnant." She pauses, pursing her lips and staring at the floor.

"Is... Is that why you were upset when Ben showed you Sloane's scan?" Ryan asks, my eyes slowly float over to him before going back to Amy. She nods.

"It sounds selfish, and stupid. But I hadn't seen a scan photo since Ayden's." She says, quietly. She picks up her bag and takes out her purse. She goes into a back pocket and brings out a photo. "This was my daughter." She gulps, showing us her own scan photo.

"I'm so sorry... I had no idea..." I mumble,

"Neither of us did..." Ryan adds, sadly. I wrap an arm around her.

"It's fine. I really should have told you..." She says. "So yeah... I lost her when I was 5 months. It was down to food poisoning. We went out to a restaurant one night, with his family, and she was doing really well. But then the chef hadn't cooked my food properly, and I got sick, and I lost her." She mumbles, tears starting to fall. "Asher blamed me. I hate him for what he did to me after losing our daughter but I believed I deserved it. I still do. If I didn't go out for dinner that night, or I was more careful-" She covers her face with her hands and cries. I wrap my arms around her and Ryan strokes her back.

"That was not your fault. You didn't know that it would give you food poisoning." I say, "You can't live forever blaming yourself." I tell her. She wipes her eyes, putting the photo back in her purse.