Joeys pov: "Alice?" I questioned, shocked.

"No, it's Peter. I saw Alice leave Lauren's hospital. Alice ignored me and left in a taxi. I went to see lauren after Alice left, but-"

"But?" I asked Peter.

"Something happened." He said slowly.

"What happened?" I shouted.
"Is lauren okay?"

"She was. And she's still alive. But-"

"But?" I mirrored.

"Alice dropped this when she made her way into the taxi, flowing with tears." He said, handing me a note.

I nodded and he left. I would soon want an explanation but whatever lauren said to Alice made her cry. And Peter saying lauren was Alice but- he never got any further. I opened the letter and strained my eyes. I read the first line. "Lauren." I spoke (it was her scruffy handwriting)

Dear my joey,

I love you. I can't believe that while I was thinking about if you were cheating on me , inside you knew that soon you would leave me to die. Baby, why didn't you tell me? Why? I love you and I still do. I wanted to be there for you, and to tell you everything would be okay. I know it isn't okay, I just wanted the chance to tell you it would be. To give you some hope. It only bothers me that I'm not there next to you through this hard time. But I guess that's my own fault. When you shouted back "don't drink" I didn't even give that a thought as I drunk that night. I looked for you, for so long. That night I looked thoroughly through the streets with Alice and Pete. I couldn't find you. I had 70 quid in my back pocket and went out after they headed home. I went in a club and got a few free drinks from these geezers. I headed outside when I saw an ambulance with a man being pushed inside it. Just yesterday I found out it was you. I thought back to when I was in hospital because of the drink. I didn't and I still don't want to go back to where I was. I went home and was getting some grief from your sister. She gives a right good telling off you know. She'll make a good mum. And Pete will be good to her. They love each other. Just cause we didn't have a happy ever after doesn't mean they cant. I was guilty and all I was thinking about was you and who really mattered. I wanted to stop those thoughts somehow. I found vodka in the drawer in my old room at my dads house. It was stored under the bed where I kept them when I lived there. I drank 2 bottles and that's all I remember. And now in here. Before you go, before I leave your life somehow. I want you to know something. The picture will explain everything. If you love, if you die. Ill leave your life either way because I can't face you. I promised you I wouldn't drink. We've been through so much, too much! I'm sorry joe. Your Lauren xxx

I dried my tears and looked at the back of the photo. Where this was written;

"They're yours. And so am I. Always. Xxx"

I turned the photo around to reveal what was 'supposedly mine' along with my wife. It was a scan. 2 squiggles. 2... Babies. Mine.