#iris || threads

Iris and Landon had been seeing a couple therapist for a few months now and she had no idea if it was working or not. She could never read what it was that he was thinking. She wanted to ask. But she knew that it would come. She knew that she had to be patient - their therapist had told her that much. "Do you want to go for a drink?" Iris blurted out as the two of them rode the lift after a particularly gruelling session. She didn't drink too much but after that? She thought that she needed something to take the edge of. "Doesn't matter. You're probably busy." Iris muttered, shaking her head. She stopped herself before she said 'I just miss you'. She needed to stop putting expectations on him. He didn't deserve that, she knew that. She was trying her best but the distance that was still between the two of them was driving her insane. They loved one another and she had messed up but why did it feel like they couldn't just move on from it? All she wanted, at this point, was to spend a little bit of time with him.

“What the fuck did we do last night?” Iris sighed. Her head was throbbing and she was struggling to open her eyes fully - everything seemed a little too bright. But she knew that Arlo was beside her, like he usually was after a night out. “No, seriously, when did it become fucking impossible to have a drink with some friends without it turning into the black fucking plague the next day?” Although they’d had their ups and down, Arlo was still one of the most consistent people in her life. That was why she had been so adamant about things not happening between them when they were younger. They were both so messy and they needed each other in their lives. She was sure that she would have done something to mess things up if they’d decided to actually be together. She was glad that she had stuck by her guns, though. But it was then that she was struck with a thought, “Arlo, did we do something stupid?” She sighed before she turned to look at him.

Iris had never missed a period in her entire life. So when she missed one recently, she had known that there was something wrong. She had tried to convince herself that she was just stressed, that her period would just be late. But when she got to a week later and her period still hadn’t made an appearance, she knew that something was wrong. She had gone to the shop and got herself a test on her own. But as she saw Nancy passing her room, she called out to her friend, “Nance?” She sighed and glanced down at the test that was sat on the table in front of her. “Can - Will you wait with me? See what - See what it says?” Iris was scared. Because she knew whose the baby would be if she was pregnant. There was no way that this wasn’t Landons. She hadn’t slept with anyone since they had broken up and the two of them had slept together not too long ago. Iris was afraid that this would ruin the progress the two of them had made. She was scared that this was just more evidence that she was like her mum. And she needed her best friend. “Please.” She added, raising an eyebrow.

As Iris walked up to the house that had been hers and Landons, she felt a little sick. She knew that he would be good. He was one of the best people that she knew. She knew that he wouldn’t kick off. He’d understand and be there for her but she still couldn’t help but be nervous. Because she didn’t want to see the look on his face when she told him the news. They’d spoken about kids - very briefly- before the wedding and both of them had said that they would give or take them. She didn’t think that it was particularly important for either of them. She just wanted to get this over and done with as quickly as possible. He needed to know, she knew that. But she was scared. She smiled a little, though, as Landon opened the door. “Hey. How’re you, Landon?” She asked him. She missed him so much. She had known that she had messed up but she had thought that they would be okay, in the end. She didn’t know now. Because the baby was either going to pull them closer or push them even further apart and she had no idea which way it was going to go. 

THE FIGHT || bridie & iris 

“can you believe that my mum is getting married in a couple days?!” iris chuckled as she continued with the place cards that she and arlo were making. she didn’t think that she had ever been this happy before. a little while ago, iris didn’t even know who her dad was and now? now her mum and dad were getting married! that was something that kids dreamed off. she didn’t think that she had stopped smiling since her parents had given her the news. “and mum seems really good, you know? she’s happy. she’s sober again, which you know is a good thing.” iris had been really worried about bridie when she had found out about noah being elias’ son. it definitely seemed like she was turning the corner to good again.  

Iris had been looking forward to spending the evening with her mum - that was until she had realised that it was a trap, an ambush. She hadn’t wanted to spend time with her at all, she just wanted to do something to try and get her and Arlo to talk and Iris wasn’t happy about it in the slightest. “I’m going to go to Johnnys. You two have the house to yourselves tonight.” Iris’ eyes went wide as she heard that. She could hardly believe her mothers audacity. “Mum.” Iris muttered as she saw her heading to the door. “Mother!” She shouted once the door was closed. She couldn’t believe that she would do this. That she would leave her with Arlo. She knew that she couldn’t leave, that he could just follow her around the house if he wanted too. She rolled her eyes and went to sit on the sofa - the same place that he had broken her heart. “What do you want Arlo? I’m assuming she filled you in on her master idea? So say what you came to say then you can leave.”