A few short hours turned into one long day. I kept thinking about Meat and how I said I'd be back. Charlotte had me working for at least five hours. As soon as I had finished, Macca pulled me aside to talk about Leader, Second in Command stuff, and that took three hours. What could Meat have been doing for those eight hours, surely not sleeping?
"Brit, we're going to the Skyline for some drinks afterwards, you gonna be available?" I tried to decline, but Prince had said Macca wanted to discuss further future plans towards Globalsoft, so how could I do anything but agree? I had to go tell Meat though. I hadn't been back to her all day and I was slightly paranoid that she'd done something stupid even when she promised she wouldn't.
I put my head in the door of our shared room. "Meat?" she groaned to let me know she heard me. "We're all heading to the Skyline. You wanna come." She gave another groan mixed in with a 'no'. "You sure? You know I don't like leaving you on your own, and everyone else is going." She still refused to move. "Ok," I said, a little hurt, "just stay safe, angel."
"I will." I had to run because they were calling me to go.

As soon as the man had taken a stepped a foot out the door and the door was securely closed, Meat seat about putting her thoughts into action. Her stomach wrenched in pain and she felt a wave of heat come over her, despite her lack of clothing. "Not yet sweet heart." she whispered to the small bump on her stomach. Despite the endless pain that the unborn was causing her, it drove her on and convinced her she had to go through with this, or else the Heartbreak would forever be destroyed. She scampered around, trying to find her black pencil eyeliner she had placed earlier. "I had it!" she shouted to herself, then realised that for all she knew the others might not have left yet. When no one came to check on her she relaxed a little, until another wave of pain shot through her. "Sorry baby, I know it's not all about me. Just wait for a few minutes." Meat spotted the small sharpened down pencil on the floor and without a second thought leant down to pick it up. Suddenly she felt a cold liquid between her legs and gasped and the unexpectedness of it. "Shit!" she cursed, "I told you to wait! It's my end, and I'll begin it." with all her will power forcing the pain aside, and refusing to give into it, focused on the pencil. She spotted a tiny square of scrap paper on the old control board and hurried to scribble on it. Meat placed it back down and held her stomach tenderly. "Right, I'm all yours." She said.

It had been an hour and Meat was getting extremely paranoid that Brit and the others would soon return. If she didn't get this out soon the whole plan would crash down around her. This is the only way Globalsoft could lose. She felt another strike of pain that urged her into her final push. She felt her lower abdomen relax and she let out a short breath. Sitting up she took a look at the thing. It barely looked like a child. It was small, pink and covered in blood. It didn't cry and its eyes were scrunched up blocking out the light of the room. Meat had never seen anything so beautiful in all her life. She picked the child up in her arms, cradling it and protecting it. But time was of the essence and as much as she hated herself for what she was about to do, she had to do it for the safety of everyone she loved. She placed the child on the mattress, covering it with one of Brit's spare shirts to shield it from the cold. As she stared at the small creature her hand lifted to the device. She felt her fingernails curl under it. 'You don't want to' her mind told her. "No," she agreed, "but I have to." With those words firmly out of her mouth she gripped at the metal plate and ripped it from it's hinges. A flow of deadly pain rushed to her arm and she almost collapsed at the suddenness of it. Placing the device next to the child, she stumbled to grab the note. It was hard to hold due to the rush of blood coming from the wound. But with enough focus she placed it on top of the device. She ran to the door, her hands arguing to open it. Her mind not agreeing with her. "I have to do this!" she half turned to the mattress looking at the pink form of life on it. 'It can't survive without you' her mind told her. She forced her thoughts quiet. "Don't ever think I never loved you." She pulled her gaze away and stumbled out the door, leaving it slightly open.

Not long past eleven we returned to the Heartbreak. I hadn't been feeling too good the whole of the evening and I wanted to check on Meat. To my surprise the others agreed that they felt slightly guilty and fairly worried for leaving the girl on her own. But she had promised me she wouldn't do anything reckless and she'd stay safe. Then her words played back in my mind. She had promised not to be reckless, but never to stay safe. She just said "I will". As we reached the entrance of the Heartbreak I started to walk slightly faster. As I scoured the place I noticed that the door to our room was slightly ajar. I smiled thinking that Meat had finally come out of her room to be sociable. When I edged closer I realised that the blonde was nowhere in sight. I ran to our room and shoved the door open. The wood crashed into the wall and made an unnerving sound. I stared. Moonlight eyes stared up at me. I stared. She was beautiful. For a moment all of what had happened ceased to exist in my mind. But then the thing next to her reminded me of the sick truth of the matter. On the mattress, onto of a pool of red, was the device last seen on Meat's arm. I screamed her name and Macca rushed in to see what the problem was. He saw, and he was furious. He saw the child, the red, the metal. "Bastards!" he said through gritted teeth. Charlotte, Prince and Mads were the next to enter. Prince comforted his girlfriend as she cried on his shoulder. Charlotte punched the door causing a huge dent in it. "We don't want any more injuries!" Macca shouted at her, "Globalsoft has caused enough damage." The woman punched the door again, creating a hole in the wood, and her hand became red with blood. I grabbed her bleeding hand and forced it behind her back.
"Look, I'm angry too, but don't destroy her stuff 'cause you hate her for what she chose to do." I forced my voice in her ear, making her listen. The girl in my hand collapsed to the floor and broke down in heavy tears, both for her hand, and her friend. I knelt down and wrapped my arms around her. "Shhh it's ok, we'll find her." But it was too late. 'If it is removed for any amount of time she will die' the pig's words circulated my mind. But it was Meat who chose to leave. Leave me, the Heartbreak, her just born child. The child! I remembered. I let go of the girl in front of me and scooped up the small pink bundle, still staring aimlessly on the bed, in one arm. I noticed a small slip of paper on the device. I picked it up in my spare hand.

Her name is Lost Prophets, take care of her for me.
All my love
Meat x

It was scribbled in her black pencil eyeliner. I couldn't be angry at her. It was impossible. The girl in my arm was the only link I had left to the woman I once loved – the woman I still love.

The blonde stumbled and fell as she made her way away from the Heartbreak. She took in a gasp of breath as a stone cut into her knee. She crashed her eyes shut and let out a cry of pain. The image of Brit flashed behind her eyelids and she opened them instantly. She let out a short breath. "It's you I'm doing this for." She told the image, "Don't make this harder for me." she had forsaken the one man she had truely loved. Left her child, not even knowing if it would survive for the hour it was alone. And Macca. A pain in her stomache hitched as she thought of the man who had taken her in, when all had died around her. Now she would die on him.

'How could I ever do this to them?' Meat thought to herself. In a second she had changed her decision. Her plan seemed perfect, but she hadn't realised that excecuting it would hurt so badly. The girl went to stand up, leaning on one arm to prop herself up, ready to go back to the ones she loved. Then she felt the pain. She took in a sharp breath. Through wet tears threatening to fall she saw a dark pain of heavy black boots and she fell to her knees clutching at the exposed blooded flesh.
"You're stronger than I thought. A normal sewer rat would be long since dead by now." the girl spat at the boots the voice belonged to, but it landed just before it hit them. He grabben the roots of her hair and roughly forced her to look him into piercing green eyes.
"You're alone pig." she stated through a gasp of pain. She cursed herself for feeling so weak. The man did not answer. She spat at him again, this time she got her target. With his free hand he wiped the saliva from his cheek.
"You rats never learn do you?" The man followed his words with a firm hit at the girls face, knocking her to the ground. She bit down on her lip to stifle a cry escaping her lips. He knelt down and leaned in close to her. "Life is a game. You play to survive. Stick to the rules and you will succeed. Cheat and the bad guy wins. I gave you an extra life. You've had your chance." the girl looked at her bleeding arm, and started to feel slightly dizzy. She took her hand away to let the red freely stain her arm. Forcing her gaze away she looked up at the man.
"You lose this game." with her last remaining energy she took her hand coated with blood and struck him round the face. But before she could fully pull his hand away he firmly grambed at her wrist and crushed it in his grasp. He felt her flinch as the bones quickly broke and her back fell hard against the ground. Hearing her scream of pain caused a sinister smile upon his face.
"Alas angel," he said, leaning closer into her. She could feel his hot breath on her face. "Who controls it?" he asked rhetorically. Meat's breath stopped as she felt cold lips placed on hers. Khashoggi got away from the girl in a flash of grey. And there he left her, still and breathless.