I rested my head against Tony's shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me and I smiled. "What's up?" Tony asked.
"You know what's up," I frowned.
"No, I don't,"
"You do," I huffed.
"Is this the whole you beating up Ellie's cousin thing?"
"Did Mike tell you?"
"Kind of,"
"Do you want to know?" I asked quietly.
"It'd be good,"
"You remember Mitch?"
"Your asshole ex Mitch?"
"The one and only," I sighed.
"What about him?"
"At high school before I started seeing him Sam was," I explained.
"Oh," he muttered.
"Mitch was always flirting with me and he kissed me. Well, Miss High and Fucking Mighty decided it was my fault, not his,"
"Was it yours?"
"Partly," I shrugged. "Anyway, she started talking shit about me. But she'd never say it to my face. She made up rumours about me and it even got back to my family. Matty stopped me from getting kicked out. I kind of text her pretending to be someone else. She met me behind the school with her friends and I was there with mine. We argued and she hit me, which was a big deal at school. No one ever hit me unless they wanted to get hit back harder," I told him.
"What did you do?" Tony asked quietly.
"She ended up in hospital. A broken jaw, two ribs and a wrist,"
"Wait, how did you break her wrist?"
"I snapped it off of a wall,"
"Ouch,"
"Yeah, that was me back then," I nodded.
"I'm surprised you didn't get arrested,"
"Actually they took me in. I got off though because I said she hit me first and it was self defence,"
"So she hates you?"
"Yeah," I nodded.
"I think you need to talk to Ellie,"
"Why?" I groaned.
"You have to,"
"But it's date night," I muttered.
"Mike can wait. You need to sort this," he said firmly.
"Fine," I muttered and got up. I walked through into the back lounge. Ellie looked up when she saw me and bit down on her lip. "Hi," I smiled. She looked at me for a minute then let out a deep breath. But then she smiled brightly.
"Hi Kayleigh," she grinned.
"I just wanted to check everything is okay? I know Sam must have told you,"
"Oh that," Ellie laughed. "It's fine. She's over it anyway,"
"Really?"
"Totally," she smiled.
"Well, great," I breathed. I went to turn but she stopped me.
"Are you going out with Mike?" she suddenly asked.
"For a date, yes. Why?"
"Just wondering. Have fun," Ellie added.
"Um . . . Thanks," I nodded. I walked out of the back lounge and into the bathroom. I started to do my hair and make up. When I had finished I walked out into the front lounge. I saw Mike on the sofa and smiled. He looked over at me and stood up. I went over to him and he wrapped his arms around me. I kissed his lips and he wrapped his arm around me.
"Ready?" Mike asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"You look nice,"
"None of my clothes look nice. I've gone up a dress size,"
"You still look hot to me," Mike replied warmly.
"Thanks babe," I smiled. He took my hand and we said goodbye to everyone. Mike opened the door for me and we stepped down off of the bus. We started walking and Mike pulled me across the street. We went to a small Mexican place and walked inside. A waiter showed us to our table and we both sat down.
"You okay?" Mike asked seriously.
"Hmm . . ."
"What's up?" he asked once we'd ordered our drinks.
"I spoke to Ellie. I didn't want her to hate me because of everything,"
"And?" he urged.
"It was like she didn't even care. She was fine with everything,"
"That's good, isn't it?"
"It was weird," I said.
"Maybe you're just reading too far into it," he thought.
"But maybe I'm not. What if they're planning something. Sam did that before,"
"That was a long time ago," Mike sighed. "And Ellie might not go with it,"
"How do you know?" I asked quietly.
"Vic knows her. She loves him,"
"That's because she doesn't know he's kissed Abby,"
"Maybe she should,"
"And tell Sam. God knows what she would do,"
"Are you scared of her?"
"No," I laughed. "I just know what she's capable of,"
"What's that?"
"She could take everything away. You don't know how many people stopped speaking to me before. I don't want her to get to you,"
"She won't," he laughed lightly. Then Mike's phone started ringing. He got it out and I saw Vic's picture flashing on the screen. "Hey Vic," Mike said. I watched him frown and curse under his breath.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing," Mike muttered.
"What?" I asked again. I snatched Mike's phone and he sighed.
"Kay'," Mike groaned.
"Vic?" I asked.
"Have you seen twitter?" Vic asked seriously.
"No, why?"
"Someone has tweeted about you,"
"Saying what?" I asked.
"That they're a friend to you and you and Mike went out tonight,"
"That's true,"
"No, you don't get it. You went out with him to break up," Vic explained.
"What?" I demanded. "That's bullshit,"
"I know that. It's obvious when you're together. But everyone else doesn't,"
"I've been getting hate, haven't I?"
"Yeah," Vic replied.
"We'll be back later," I told him.
"Cool. See you later," he said and hung up.
"So," I muttered.
"You okay?" Mike asked.
"Someone's been talking shit about me, because there's no way on earth am I breaking up with you,"
"I know," Mike smiled and leant across to kiss me.
"I've been getting hate," I said and got twitter up on my phone. I looked at the latest tweet I've gotten off a fan. 'Typical. Just when we think Mike has found a nice girl. You get pregnant and leave him! User!' I showed Mike and he shook his head angrily.
"They don't know what they're talking about," he muttered.
"Someone thinks they do,"
"Give it here," he urged. I passed him my phone and he started typing. I got it back a minute later and looked what he had wrote. 'Can people stop tweeting me. I am NOT breaking up with Mike. We're very happy together and love each other. We're looking forward to having our baby and NOTHING will break us up. So stop listening to rumours!' I smiled back at Mike. He took my hand and squeezed.
"I love you," I told him warmly.
"I love you too," he replied smoothly.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? Was you expecting that backstory? Kay was a badass! What about the rumours? Who's behind them? :)