Rebecca Pov

  I somehow kept it together until the kids were all in bed, I don't know how, (as it felt like I was gonna burst for fucking hours), but I was thankful for that, as I didn't want to traumatise them with me sobbing my eyes out, (and seeing your parent crying like that is traumatic, I know that much from personal experience, I know sometimes it can't be helped but in this case it could be), (wether that's healthy or not is a discussion that I'm not entirely ready for).

  Levi knew something happened at the front door, (I'm telling you, he has a sixth sense when it comes to me and my shit), but he also knew that I wouldn't talk about it until the kids were in bed, (again, I didn't want to traumatise them and Levi knew that somehow).

  Anyway we were sat on the couch, (though I don't think there was anywhere else we could've had my cry session, so take that as you will), and it was fucking eerily quiet as I was trying to figure out how to not just word vomit about Rita coming to the front door, (which looking back on it, was slightly silly, as Levi was used to my shit), I was so in my own head about word vomiting that Levi talked first, (and he's not like a natural lead talker).

  "What actually happened at the front door?"

  "You're not buying that it was a random old lady no?"

  "No, though I understand that's a lot easier to tell an almost 5 year old than what I think happened"

  "What do you think happened?"

  "Are you trying to avoid talking about it?"

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  "Yeah, but that's 'cause I feel a bit silly that she even got to me"

  So Levi knew exactly who 'she' was, because there wasn't that many older ladies in either of our families, (between Levi having 2 Dads and I having a Dad and a Grandbob, there wasn't really anyone else but Rita that fit into the older lady category), but he probably took the win of me starting to talk about it, (because he didn't mention that he already knew).

  "It's not silly to be affected by someone not acknowledging that they hurt you, why did she come today of all days?"

  "Do you want to know what she said it was?, or what I think it was actually?"

  "Is both an option?"

  "Yeah ok, uh, she said that we needed to talk about 'our relationship', but I think that she wanted to be involved in the kids life"

  "Why do you think that?"

  "She turned up at Delia's door her last birthday too, and for that reason too, she said as much to Delia"

  "That would do it"

  So I then just fucking sobbed my eyes out, (which I don't like thinking about, but this is my equivalent of therapy, as actual therapy is expensive, so I have to be honest about shit), and while I'm shit at the concept of time, (like really really shit), if I were to guess how long I was sobbing for, like it was a good 10/15 minutes, (which is probably not healthy but I don't know what else to say).

  Honestly after that I really needed a cuppa, (or 5), so naturally we had a cuppa, (I fucking needed it), and while we had our cuppas we didn't really talk all that much, (I mean I'm not a natural talker at the best of times, let alone after what was an emotional breakdown), it was after we had our cuppas that the conversation continued, (because emotions are hard for me at the best of times, let alone at a time like this).

  "Do you know how she found us?"

  "No, just that it wasn't Officer Brown"

  "How do you know that?"

  "Well when I threatened to kill him in front of Rita, and she said that he wouldn't tell her where I lived"

  I found it weird that he didn't tell her, but I obviously didn't say that to Rita at the time, Levi also found it weird but I didn't want to question it too much in case it was a fluke or something, (yeah I was one with little faith, but you would be too in my shoes).

  "Any other of Jack's officers know where we live?"

  "Unless Rita has an Ouija board, they can't spill"

  "I don't know if that should scare me or not?"

  "It probably would scare most, but then again I'm probably the wrong person to ask"

  "When it comes to your mother you are the right person to ask about scary shit she does or causes"

  "I suppose a lot of strange shit does happen around her, especially strange shit of her own making"