24TH DEC 2023'

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25TH Of December 2023

"Mam loves you sweetheart, I'll see you when you get back, yeah?" Orla asked Ivy softly, Ivy nodded, content to go back to playing with Nell.

Orla was slightly taken aback when Paul's face appeared on the screen. "How's Polly?" He asked, Ivy had been taken over to Ireland by Nell three days before.

"She's good, no clue what's going on." Orla nodded. Paul smiled softly. "We'll have to bring her here soon."  Paul suggested "Yeah, maybe once you're done with filming and that." Orla suggested

"That's not far off." He reminded her "Nice." Orla nodded.

Orla hung up the phone, and turned from it to see Rhys Ifans walking in, her mother a few steps behind. "Hi Rhys, I didn't know you were coming."

"You didn't tell her Siobhan?" Rhys asked the auburn haired woman with a raised eyebrow  "She didn't." Orla said before going to hug the man she had known since she could remember.

"Have you told her?" Rhys asked Siobhan, less patient this time around. Siobhan shook her head, Orla, unaware of the severity of the situation let out a small chuckle. "What's going on? Is Maggie here?"

"No, no darling, I think it's an idea if you sit down." Rhys told her softly, he was aware of the revelation coming,  "What why?" Orla asked as she did as Rhys suggested and sat down.

"Rhys, it's Christmas, the baby's  awake, let's not do this now." Siobhan attempted to negotiate.  "You two are worrying me." Orla admitted, her eyes going over to Polly who was laid on her stomach, holding her head up as she tried to put a toy in her mouth.

"Shiv, It needs to be done, we can't keep it from her any longer." Rhys told Siobhan, harshly, but not loudly. "Keep what from me?" Orla questioned.

"Your dad isn't your dad." Rhys told her plainly. "What?" She scoffed in disbelief.

"I slept with Rhys and your dad around about the same time, Rhys was married to Maggie's mum, I didn't want to ruin their relationship, and you looked a lot like your- You didn't look like Rhys, so I just assumed you were your dad's. Recently, Rhys saw a picture of Polly, said she looked a bit like him, so I said passingly, I did think you were his for a while, Rhys said you and Maggie had always looked alike as kids, so he suggested we take a DNA test, you'd left your hairbrush here, So we used that, and we found out three days ago that, Rhys is your dad, Not Dougie." Siobhan explained to her daughter slowly.

"Are you taking the piss." Orla chuckled in disbelief. "God my life is Mamma fucking Mia what the fuck Mam." Orla scoffed, not hiding the anger in her voice from her mother.

"You, why the fuck would you fuck her when you were married?" Orla added, annoyed as she pointed at Rhys. "Orla were so sorry." Rhys apologised

"I need to go." Orla began, trying to take her leave. "We haven't had dinner yet Orla don't go, the baby'll need a kip soon, she can't sleep in the car." Siobhan tried to negotiate with her.

"Mam, you have no right to try and tell me how to parent my kids after you kept that a secret from me, for 27 fucking years." Orla felt like she wanted to cry.

She grabbed her phone, walked to a drawer in her mother's kitchen and then pulled out some cigarettes that had been there since she was a teenager, and a lighter. She walked out to the garden and sat herself on the bench she'd spent most of her teenage years drinking on.

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Paul Mescal was sat on a balcony, smoking while his family and some of their friends spoke inside when Orla's contact came up on his phone.

He picked it up, worried, Orla hadn't phoned him personally. "Orla? What's going on? Is everything okay." Paul asked in a panic, he heard an exhale.

"Rhys is my dad." Orla cried out. "I feel so, fuck this is. Why the fuck did they not try and find out before." Orla's breath was shaky.

"Orla what's gone on? What do you mean Rhys is your dad?" Paul asked as Orla took a drag of her cigarette.

"My mam, and Rhys, they had sex around the same time my man and Dad did, and, they just assumed i was my dad's. I'm not, I have no relation to my brothers what so fucking ever, I'm Rhys'."  Orla explained tearfully.

"Oh, darling, I'm so sorry, I wish i was with you."

"How's Iv doing?" Orla asked softly, she missed him, and their daughter. "She's good, she's passed out after cake, lying with my dad." Paul said, before regretting his words, dad's were a sensitive topic.

"I should have come." Orla muttered. "Listen, I wrap a week and a half into January, I'll come home as soon as I can, we can talk then." Paul told her

"I miss you so much." Orla admitted. "Are you just saying that cause you're upset?" Paul wondered aloud. Nell, who seemed to be aware of the conversation raised an eyebrow.

"No, Im saying it cause I fucking love you, even though you fucked me over, and that seems minuscule compared to this now." Orla cried. "I love you, you bellend."

"I love you too." Paul whispered. Orla shut her eyes, as tears spilled from them, she wanted to be with him, to feel his breath on her neck again, to feel his touch.

Orla let out a small sob. "I'm sorry for everything, I love you, so much." Paul told her. "Come back, when you do, we can do something, maybe, god I don't know I just need you to hold me." Orla felt like she was going to bawl if she carried on crying, so she sniffed, hoping to stop her tears.

"A week or two, and I'm all yours, I promise." Paul said calmly, Orla nodded and looked in to see her mother and Rhys speaking. "I have to go, but I'll see you soon." She told him before heading into the house.

Rhys and Siobhan looked at her, shocked.

"I understand that you two, mean the best, and we're worried about telling me, but I need some time to handle this, and digest the information, it's a big change. So, After Dinner, Im going to take Polly home with me, and im going to keep to myself for a bit, im not cutting off contact, I just need time to myself." Orla told the two.

After Christmas Dinner, Orla did exactly what she had said, and left Rhys and Siobhan alone in Siobhan's house as she drove back home.

GWEN TALKS.
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