-Author's POV-

It was an awkward ride home, not a single word exchanged between the three. Madison wasn't going to speak, she didn't want to. For some odd reason, she was hurt and she was unsure why. This should be a good thing, she'd thought. This is something they've always wanted, before I ever came into the picture.

But stubborn as ever, her broken heart keeps her lips sealed.

"Do yous want to watch a film?" Cheryl asks, putting the car into park as they arrive home later that night.

Madison doesn't reply, she climbs out of the car and rushes up the front steps, waiting for her parents to open the front door.

"We should probably talk to her." Kimberley thinks aloud, climbing out of the car, opening her wife's driver's door and both meeting their daughter at the front door.

"Wait, Maddy!" Cheryl sighs, not quick enough to get a hold of her daughter as the door flings open, as does Madison, quickly running up to her bedroom.

"Give her a minute," Kimberley smiles sadly, "Come on, lets get a drink." She leads them into the kitchen, cracking herself a bottle of beer and a lemonade for the Geordie.

"So what?" Cheryl raises an eyebrow, "I can't drink that—"

"Nope," Kimberley smirks, "You're not meant to be drinking."

They share a smile.

"I feel guilty," Cheryl's smile disappears, "I can't be happy if she isn't."

"She'll come around—"

"And what if she doesn't?"

Kimberley gently tugs her wife into her side, placing a kiss to the Geordie's forehead.

"I promise you she will," She places another kiss. "We just need to have a long talk with her, she'll come around, you just wait and see."

"Let us go up and talk to her—"

"Not yet."

"Why?" Cheryl pouts, eyebrows furrowing, only melting her wife's heart completely.

"Because, I want some kisses." She too pouts, earning herself a few kisses to the lips. Cheryl giggles against her wife's lips, so completely in love, her heart growing for the blonde even more since taking this big step in their progressing life.

"Go on." Kimberley releases their lips, letting her wife go up to their daughters bedroom, making sure to give them each the time with the teen, both separately talking to their little girl.

Cheryl takes a deep breath before knocking.

"I don't want to hear it!" Madison shouts from the other side of the door.

Cheryl sighs, opening the door nonetheless and letting herself right in.

"I said I don't want to hear—"

"Madison," Cheryl sighs once more. "Enough. Please."

The teen remains silent, giving her attention back to the iPhone in hand.

"Maddy, babe, please come here for a minute." The Mother settles down on the sofa, patting the empty space beside her.

"I already know what you're going to say," Madison gives her Mam some attention. "And to be honest, I don't really care. I'm not bothered, you can start your family." She shrugs, focusing back on her phone.

"You say it as if you're not part of this family."

"I'm not."

Cheryl's eyes tear to her daughter's reckless words. "Come, here please." She sniffs.

"Why're you even crying?" Madison rolls her eyes, finally standing to her feet and walking over to her Mam. "It's not like you're committing a damn crime."

"Why are you being such a d*ck right now?!" Cheryl snaps, tears tumbling down her cheeks.

"No need for name calling." Madison rolls her eyes, slumping down on the seat across from her Mam.

"You're being very inconsiderate right now." Cheryl adds, taking a deep breath and wiping her tears.

"Oh?" The teen laughs lightly, "I'm the one that's inconsiderate?"

"Yes, actually." Cheryl sniffs.

"Says the one that told me the news in the middle of a busy fcuking restaurant. How inconsiderate were you? Did you not think that this was a very touchy subject?" Madison asks, "Isn't that something you leave to discuss in private? It's not something you spill in a loud space. But of course," She laughs, "I'm the one that's inconsiderate, right?" She laughs once more, dryly.

"Babe—"

"Honestly, Mam. I don't care. Congratulations on starting your family, that's all I can say." The teen stands to her feet, heading into her closet this time.

Cheryl is quick to follow.

"What're you doing?" She asks, watching her daughter collect a few items.

"I just.. I need space—"

"You're not eighteen years old, Madison!" The Geordie gets a grip of the shirt her daughter was holding and yanks it out of her hand. "You don't come and go as you please!"

"I'm staying at Dad's for awhile—"

"No you're not!"

"Yes I am!" Madison yanks the shirt back out of her Mam's hand and exits the closet, only encountering Kimberley stood in the middle of her room.

"What's all the shouting about?" She asks.

"Kimba," Cheryl cries. "Tell, her." She cries further.

"I don't understand why you're even crying?!" The teen screeches, "You're always making me out to be the bad guy."

"What happened?" Kimberley asks, taking her wife into her arms.

"Your wife is bloody dramatic, that's what happened—"

"Madison." Kimberley grits.

"I'm staying at Dads," Madison casually says, zipping up her case. "He's already on his way here." She smiles, "You two will have fun, no? You can practice your baby making." She laughs, walking out of her bedroom.

Both Kimberley and Cheryl quickly follow her out.

Kimberley stops the teen before walking out, never releasing her tight grip.

"You're not going anywhere god damn it!" She pulls her back in, slamming the front door shut.

"Let me go!" Madison fights the grip. "I said let me fcuking go!"

"You're not going anywhere!" Kimberley repeats.

Madison huffs, "I honestly am not bothered about you wanting to have another baby," She successfully pulls her arm out. "I just want to go to Dads!"

"I'm not buying it." Kimberley narrows her eyes, "You're not going."

Madison huffs, "You two obviously need time for yourselves, obviously I'm getting in your space—"

"What?" Cheryl breathes. "Sweets that's not true—"

Madison shrugs in reply.

"Maddo, come on, that's not true."

"I don't care." The teen casually shrugs, "I want to spend time with my Dad, it's the least he deserves, and you two need some time to yourselves. I just came into your life, maybe yous aren't used to me being around and cutting into your private time—"

"Enough of your shite talking!" Cheryl snaps, "Why are you saying this?" She stands in front of the teen, looking into the vulnerable green eyes.

"Mam," The teen sighs, growing annoyed. "Respect what I want, just like how I'm respecting your choices. You two weren't asking me for permission to make a baby, no?" She shrugs, "I'm not asking you now. I'm telling you. Now excuse me, Dad's here." She pushes her way out, fighting her parent's grips a few times before successfully darting straight out of the mansion.

"Let her have some space." Kimberley runs her fingers through her hair, exhaling deeply. "She needs space, that's all it is."

"Space!?" Cheryl splutters, "She's fifteen she doesn't need space!" She goes to run out, but is stopped by her wife.

"Babe. Let her have a day or two with her Dad."

"Kimberley—"

"Come on," Kimberley pulls her inside, shutting the large front door. "We'll call her later tonight, I promise everything will be alright." She engulfs Cheryl into a cuddle, holding her tightly. "Everything is going to be alright." She repeats. "You just wait and see."

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"Don't get me wrong," Jamie comments, "I love having you over and what not.. But.. I want to know what happened?" He takes his eyes off the road for a split second to look at his daughter.

"Honestly, Dad." Madison sighs, faking a smile. "Nothing happened, I just wanted to see you. I felt like we didn't get much of a chance to see each other last time. You don't mind if I stay for a few days? Do you?"

He smiles, fooled. "Of course not. But I have to say, I do have work." He sighs, "We'll manage don't worry about it. I just have this new artist in the studio and it's taking up hours of my day. I'm surprised Rita hasn't gone off on me yet." He chuckles, "Although she's really happy to hear that you're going to stay over for a few days."

"I'm sure she's over the moon." She murmurs under her breath.

"What was that?" He smiles.

"Just that I'm over the moon to be spending time with you both."

Jamie smiles, genuinely happy to have his daughter with him. "I'm glad, because we both are." He drives through his gated home, parking the car beside the front entrance.

"I'm really happy," Jamie tells her, both meeting at the front door. "I was really happy when I saw you calling me."

She smiles, her dads heart was one of a kind.

"Yeah?"

"Yes of course." They walk into the home, Rita instantly meeting them half way.

"Hey, Maddy." She takes the teen into her arms, holding her close, unknowing to the father what the two had been doing.

"Oh damn, I forgot your case." Jamie quickly rushes back out of the home.

"I'm so happy to see you here." Rita smiles, widely, following the teens trail into the front room.

"I didn't come back for you." Madison tells her instantly.

"I didn't say you did—"

"Well you're acting like it." The teen rolls her eyes, settling down on the sofa.

"It just surprised me that you suddenly wanted to come over – you hated me the other day." Rita sits beside her.

"I just needed space from my parents – don't tell Dad." Madison catches herself opening up, she's unsure what it was about Rita, but she seemed to come undone for her, each and every time.

"I wont—" Rita stops herself from saying a single word, hearing Jamie making his way back inside.

"Bloody thing is heavy." He chuckles, setting it down to the ground.

"I only have a few things in there." The teen giggles, forgetting about her earlier troubles.

"Well warn me next time." He winks, heading into the kitchen for a cold drink, "You two want anything to drink!?" He calls out.

"No thanks." They say in unison.

"We'll talk later? Okay?" Rita smiles, softly. "I promise." She adds, shuffling closer to the teen, both relaxing into the sofa.

"There's no need." Madison shrugs.

"There is a need for me." The older woman brushes their hands against each other, sending electric shockwaves through Madison's entire being.

"Sorry to break the news." Jamie comes back into the front room, "I have to head into the studio, and Parker has already headed that way. I thought it was going to be later but I had no idea, I'm so sorry Ma—"

"Dad." Madison giggles, "Relax. It's fine."

"We'll hangout tomorrow before I go in. I promise we'll have a nice catch-up." He smiles, walking over and giving a kiss to his daughter's forehead and a kiss to Rita's lips. "I'll see you both tomorrow morning." He smiles one last time and leaves the two alone at last.

"Has he been leaving you alone every night?" Madison asks, genuinely concerned.

"Yeah." Rita shrugs, "But I should be having a few projects coming up. I've been on a long break recently, just needed some time to relax, you know?" She shares a smile with the teen.

Madison bites her lower lip, nodding in agreement.

"I.. I missed you." Rita whispers.

"I'm sure that's not true." The teen giggles, looking away from the passionate brown eyes and gazing off to the television mutely playing.

"Maddy, I'm being serious." She whispers, edging closer.

"Rita, please." Madison stops the older woman, "I've had enough today."

"Talk to me." Rita encourages her.

"Honestly I'm too tired."

"Let's go upstairs." Rita stands to her feet and puts her hand out. "Come on."

"No funny business." Madison raises an eyebrow, earning her a giggle from the older woman.

"Alright, alright." Rita smirks, leading them up to the teen's bedroom. "Get ready for bed."

"I wont be long." Madison disappears into her ensuite, leaving Rita to settle down atop of the teen's bed, sighing softly, she smiles. Glad Madison was back, she really, really, was happy.

"I'm guessing you're rooming with me?" Madison returns, tying her hair up into a messy bun, opting an oversized t-shirt.

"If that's okay with you?" Rita smiles, shyly.

"Can't stop you even if I wanted to." Madison crawls into bed, lying beside the blonde.

"What happened tonight?" Rita whispers, turning to her side and gazing at the teen.

"Mum and Mam want to grow their little family." Madison shrugs, she too turning on her side, facing the older woman. "I don't know what I feel." She laughs lightly.

Rita reaches across, resting her hand on to the teen's cheek, gently stroking it.

"I deserved it." Madison says, reading the older woman's mind.

"No you didn't." Rita shakes her head, leaning over and kissing Madison's cheek, once slapped by the older woman.

Madison's heart flutters to the touch.

Rita settles back to the pillow, taking a few seconds to admire the teen's beauty before speaking up once more.

"Your parents wanting to make the family bigger, that hurts you?"

"I just don't like the way they told me." She shrugs, "Almost as if my opinion to the whole thing didn't matter."

"How did they tell you?" Rita asks, her voice always soft and calm.

"In a restaurant." Madison rolls her eyes, laughing lightly. "It's stupid the way I'm feeling I know."

"It's not stupid." Rita frowns, "I was in your shoes once. But, it's really nice to have siblings." She smiles.

"Of course it's nice, I had.. had a brother."

"Had?" Rita asks, unknowing of the touchy subject.

"Yeah." Madison clears her throat, "That's a story for another time."

"Whenever you want." Rita smiles, "But," She takes a deep breath, pulling the teen in closer. "Cheryl and Kimberley wanting a baby doesn't change the love they have for you, I hope you know that."

"I'm old news anyways, it doesn't matter."

"Maddy, baby, come on now."

Madison's heart beats quickly to the pet name.

"It's only the truth." She quickly speaks up.

"It's not, it never will be. If anything their love for you will grow even more, you're the piece to their family. Without you, it's incomplete."

Madison's eyes light up, her smile glows and her heart picks up in rhythm.

"What makes you say that?" She asks.

"Because I know how much they love you, heck, everyone does." They share a light giggle.

"I don't want to go home yet."

"I'm not telling you to, I'd want you to stay here forever if I could." They smile. "Maybe this space will be good, yeah?"

"Mhm." Madison bites her lower lip, darling resting her palm against the older woman's cheek. "You're right." She shuffles closer, until their noses were touching.

"What are you doing Madame?" Rita smirks, knowing damn well what she was doing.

"I thought I could get a better view from here."

Rita giggles, growing shy. She's unsure why, but the teen made her feel that much younger again.

"Well alright." It only took seconds, in the blink of an eye, their lips were connected. Rita instantly pulling Madison on top of her, hands trailing down to the teen's backside, groping it as their tongues work fiercely together. Their passion grows, tonight's emotions taking over, controlling every lip lock and every rock of the hips.

Rita flips them over, gently taking her position on top.

"We shouldn't, be, doing this." Madison pants, biting her lower lip as Rita kisses her neck.

"Mm." Rita groans, her hands trailing back down to the teens thighs, unable to control herself.

Madison bites her lower lip, head dipping further into the pillow.

"That, mmm That feels nice." She half moans, digging her fingers into the blondes scalp. She's never felt such a rush, the throbbing of her body was new to her, and she was suddenly loving ever second of it.

Rita tears her lips away from the teens neck, abruptly hovering over the teen, standing up to her knees and taking off her own oversized t-shirt, baring it all for Madison.

Madison gulps to the sight.

"Should I, take mine off too?" The teen sits up, allowing Rita to gently take her top off.

They moan in unison to the skin-to-skin contact.

"Ah." Madison wraps her arms around Rita, as does the older woman, both desperate to feel each other.

Rita smiles, placing kisses along Madison's shoulder, neck, beneath her ear, cheek, nose, forehead, and lips.

Madison giggles.

"Kiss me." Rita whispers, their lips returning to their beautiful seal.

"Rita?" Madison breathes, their lips centimeters apart.

"Yes, baby?"

"I.. I think I want it."

Rita smiles, "I don't think you're ready."

"No.. No, I, I want it." Madison nods, smiling widely.

"I wont use my fingers." Rita strokes the teens cheek, "I'll just use my tongue, okay?"

"Okay." Madison takes a deep breath, taking in every kiss Rita places down her body, until she reaches her underwear.

"You're sure?"

Madison nods, unable to speak.

Rita places kisses along Madison's hipbones, slipping her tongue out along the way. She gently tugs off the teens underwear, a clean c*nt ready to be eaten.

"It's not going to hurt, okay?" Rita speaks softly, wanting the teen to feel comfortable; this was her first time after all.

"O-Okay," Madison stutters, "I trust you."

Rita smiles, kissing the skin to Madison's c*nt, her arms wrap lovingly around Madison's thighs, tugging her closer to the mouth awaiting to eat. They were so connected in this moment, their fingers feathering together, Madison's legs drape gently over Rita's shoulders, and now, with Rita's tongue ready to touch her, everything was going to change, in this very moment, everything was going to change.

Everything.