Structured
Chapter 3
A/n: Lolz!!
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Tricia stared down at her patchwork quilt deep in thought, Tara stood at the door watching.
"Mom wants to tell us all something Trish." She said after a couple of minutes.
"Well I don't want to hear it." Tricia choked out. She lay on her side and bunched her knees up to her stomach.
"Did you tell Danny yet?" she continued, causing the other girl to turn around and look at her.
"Tell Danny what?"
"Tell Danny the thing."
"What thing?" she asked confused/
"Forget it. I'll tell mom you're coming."
"I'm going to Danny's."
Tricia got up and left before Tara could say or do anymore. Tara was left puzzled and was only snapped out of her thoughts by Teddy's screams. She did see where Tricia was coming from when she said he was annoying.
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Tricia had hardly knocked on the door when it was opened.
"Hi Trish." Lola greeted cheerfully.
Tricia stared at her blankly before saying, "Is Danny in?"
"Danny!" Lola called behind her with a well-hidden sigh. Danny was there in a flash, he jumped down the front steps dazedly dragging Tricia with him, and Lola shut the door with another well-hidden sigh. Danny looked back and frowned.
He felt bad about being cold to Lola when all she wanted to do was help, even if the ways she wanted to help meant making him forget, Danny had to admit, he loved her, even if he did not show it.
Danny soon turned his attention to Tricia who was looking at him rather awkwardly as if considering something.
"What do you need to tell me?" Danny demanded, he was sick of her games, and knew something was on her mind.
"Nothing. Seriously." Tricia muttered.
"No there is something, and you have to tell me." Danny wasn't going to take this; Tricia had been annoying him for days as she wouldn't tell anyone anything.
"You don't want to hear it." Tricia warned.
"Yes I do."
"You seriously don't."
Absentmindedly, the two had walked into Danny's back garden where Brianna was plying innocently on the swing set. Tricia gave her a worried look and dropped onto the bench by the gate.
"Oi!" Danny called to Brianna who stopped in mid swing, "Buzz off beach ball."
Brianna sprung off her swing and into the house very quickly indeed, as the door slammed; Danny sat down beside Tricia and looked at her sternly.
"Tell me!" Danny was getting slightly angry now and was wondering why Tricia wasn't confiding in him, especially when he had confided in her so often.
"You're not going to like it." Tricia choked. Danny couldn't believe it, she was crying, and not happy crying, but really sad, upset, depressed crying. He felt bad for pushing her but he had to know what was going on in his…could he call her his girlfriend?
"Danny…" she began slowly and hid beneath her beautiful blonde hair. "…you're going to hate me…you remember that night five months back?" How could he forget, they had been at their closest that night, Tricia had been so determined that that was their night. Danny nodded, his eyes tracing her face as if he knew what she was going to say. "Danny…I'm…I'm pregnant…"
Danny stared at her open mouthed, he knew what she was going to say when she brought up That Night, but hearing her say it made his blood run cold. Pregnant, but how? Okay, so he knew how, but how could this happen to him? He was supposed to look after her, he was older than her after all, but pregnant…with his kid.
"Say something Danny…" Tricia pleaded, her green eyes sparkling with tears, her face drenched, "…please…"
"I'm sorry." Danny stood up and backed away, he had just knocked up a fifteen year old. "I'm so, so sorry." Danny walked into the house and watched from the window as Tricia wiped her eyes and walked out the garden. Danny knew he was going to cry, but no-one could ever see him cry, especially not Tricia, especially not at this time.
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Tricia walked back into her house and shut the door behind you, she was aware that her mother watched her every move.
"Why didn't you come when I said I needed to talk to you?" Zoey demanded.
Tricia couldn't look at her mom, for a start, her face was tear-stained, and secondly, she felt guilty. "I – I was busy." She choked out; she had cried all the way home and throat felt sore.
"You were at Danny's again, weren't you? You're always at Danny's, surely you could have stayed behind whilst I talked to you, then gone afterwards?" Tricia avoided Zoey's face and looked up the stairs, Tara sat on the top step, and she looked at Tricia coldly, sending a shiver down Tricia's spine.
"Talk to me now then." Tricia had decided she didn't want to go upstairs with her sister acting like that, and she sat on the sofa facing Zoey.
"Trish, what would you say if I told you I was having another baby?" Zoey was about to sit beside her daughter when Tricia jumped up.
"What? Another baby?" Tricia had gone into shock mode, she had waited this time, waited until the birth of Teddy, waited until Zoey was over the birth of Teddy, waited until everyone around her had settled down, and now here was her mother announcing, on the day Tricia had told her boyfriend that she herself is five months pregnant, that she is pregnant again.
"You ruin everything!" Tricia ran up the stairs, past Tara and slammed the door. Hard. The whole house shook and Teddy began to cry. Loudly. Tricia put her pillow over her head and tried to think, how she could tell her mom now, when she was obviously happy about having another baby. Making the six seven. Where could she go, surely her mother would never allow her to live there, she can hardly cope with one baby in the house, but three, Tricia would be pushing the limits.
She had to leave. Where to? She did not know. How? When her mother would be keeping a close eye on her after her short 'outburst'. She did not know. To sum it all up. Tricia did not know what to do next.
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Betsy lay in her bed, unable to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, all she saw were knives and drugs. The pressure was being put on, she had to take some soon, or her friends would never accept her. They had all taken drugs, been cut with those knives, they each had a scar on their wrists. That was all that stood between Betsy and being one of them.
She knew Jay was lying in his bed in the next room sleeping, no doubt, dreaming of unicorns and fluffy bunnies. Betsy had never understood, and probably never would, how her own twin brother could be so care free, when she had this much stress and turmoil.
She looked over to where Phoenix lay in her bed, and thought back to when she had been that small. She was happy then, she loved her dad, didn't fight with Jay, and Syndi had been too little to say a word and her other sisters, Phoenix and Serena, hadn't even been born. That had been her life, her happiness, she couldn't ever have
that again, now she was seen as the eldest child, the one her mom should be able to depend on, but somehow couldn't. Betsy closed her eye, but opened them immediately, blood, only blood and pain could come now.
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