When you wake up, the world will come around
Title: When you wake up, the world will come around
Pairing: Pete/Ashlee
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: don’t own.
Author: My bestie Rachel (No LJ)
A/N: HIHI!!!!
Summary: "But we’re supposed to be a family." Bronx whimpered. The tears rushed from his eyes and drip-dropped on the floor. He took both of their hands. "Daddy used to say that it didn’t matter how you feel, that life was like a Ferris Wheel, and it’s always up and down. Don’t get off. Please?"
Ashlee stood in the doorway, looking on fondly as Pete sang their baby boy to sleep. Bronx was curled up in a little ball, hugging his teddy bear.
"Honey is for bees silly bear. Besides there’s jelly beans everywhere. It’s not what it seems in the land of dreams. Don’t worry your head just go to sleep. It doesn’t matter how you feel. Life is just a Ferris Wheel. It’s always up and down, don’t make a sound. When you wake up, the world will come around, when you wake up, the world will come. . ."
Bronx had drifted off to sleep. A peaceful smile spread across his face. The jellybean dream again, Ashlee thought. A smile danced upon her lips as well.
"G’night, lil’ ‘B." Pete said softly, leaning forward to kiss Bronx’s forehead. He made his way over to Ashlee and kissed her forehead, as well. "Your turn." He said with a smile. Her smile returned. As Pete closed Bronx’s door, he kissed Ashlee again, this time on the lips.
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Eight-year-old Bronx peeked through the crack between his door and the wall with a tear rolling down his cheek. He saw his parents’ shadows cast on the wall and he heard their raised voices. They were fighting. . . again. This time over how would get the house. Never once had they said a word of who would get him, and honestly, he couldn’t comprehend why they needed to fight over who got what anyway, but the yelling still drove him to tears. He shut his door and curled up in a corner as he wept until shortly thereafter he fell into a fitful sleep.
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Patrick came over the next day to take Bronx to an amusement park, but Bronx’s heart just wasn’t in it. He had alway managed to put up a good front around Patrick, and sometimes even enjoy himself. Patrick was like a second daddy to him. But today, his little eight-year-old heart just couldn’t manage.
"What’s wrong, lil’ B?" Patrick asked gently and Bronx burst into tears. "Oh, my." Patrick embraced the little boy. He knew the situation Bronx was in, but played dumb for his sake. He loved Bronx like his own son.
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Bronx came home to an almost barricaded front hall. It was littered with numerous cardboard boxes stacked haphazardly. With wide eyes and a small voice, Bronx looked up at Ashlee and asked, "What’s going on?"
"Your father is moving out." She replied with a coldness meant for Pete, not him.
"B-But he can’t."
"I can, and I am." Pete said defiantly and stepped into the hall. Bronx looked up at them with teary eyes.
"But we’re supposed to be a family." Bronx whimpered. The tears rushed from his eyes and drip-dropped on the floor. He took both of their hands. "Daddy used to say that it didn’t matter how you feel, that life was like a Ferris Wheel, and it’s always up and down. Don’t get off. Please?" Their expressions were as if someone had slapped them across the face.
"Go to bed." Pete muttered dismissively. Bronx ran to his room. He grabbed his teddy bear and hugged it to his chest. Again, he cried himself to sleep.
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The next morning, Bronx peered over the banister and noticed with dismay that all of the boxes were gone. He sulked back down the hall ans saw his parents’ door wide open. Looking inside, he broke into a smile; Pete and Ashlee were curled up under the covers, still in the clothes they wore the day before. Bronx squeezed his teddy bear and climbing into the bed, cuddled up with his parents.
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Honey is for bees, silly bear
Besides, there's jelly beans everywhere
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head just go to sleep
It doesn't matter how you feel
Life is just a Ferris wheel
It's always up and down
Don't make a sound
When you wake up the world will come around
When you wake up the world will come around
It’s just the sweet weather and the peacock feathers
In the morning, it will all be better
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head just go to sleep
When you wake up the world will come around
When you wake up the world will come around
Honey is for bees, silly bear
Besides there's jelly beans everywhere
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head just go to sleep