It had been two weeks since the show-down with our parents, two weeks since India admitted to being pregnant, two weeks since I'd been let out of Hospital, and two weeks since she'd been kicked out of the flat. They'd let me stay, but only because I wasn't knocked up. Luckily for India, Biggzs' mum was an understanding woman. They'd explained to her that the baby was Biggzs', and she'd taken it lighter than I thought she would. Pest and I had gone with them for back-up, just in case his mum did kick off, but there was nothing to be worried about, she'd been completely calm with it. So India would be staying with them from now on. Biggzs' dad wasn't around, so there was enough room for a pregnant fifteen year old.

The main problem though, was school. India and I were only fifteen, turning sixteen in a few months. Whereas the boys, they were in the year above. So to the people at school, India had been knocked up by someone in the higher year. It didn't sound too good. Since she was only four weeks along, India only had a very faint bump, so no one could tell unless she actually confirmed it. But apparently, India and Biggz had explained her situation to the head of year, and somehow a nosy student had overheard. The result being; The whole school found out in less than a day. The rumours were insane to say the least. Rape was the first thing that went around, but the boys soon put people in their place. But the next one was worse; Slut. Since India had previously been Dennis' girl, her being pregnant by Biggz meant people were assuming she slept around. Luckily for my sister, she had amazing friends. And with their help, rumour-spreaders were easily silenced.

But despite all the pregnancy drama, things had been pretty quiet. But nothing can top and alien-invasion really. Pest was, thankfully, not getting caught for drugs anymore. Sure he still smoked weed, but I didn't care. Ron and Brewis were in prison, and the top floor had been blocked off, at least until they got all of the weed out of Ron's flat. I'd visited Moses with Pest, and despite being stuck there for nine months, he seemed pretty happy. But I would be too if everyone on the block was calling me a hero. Living in the flat without India was difficult, and weird. We'd always been together, no matter what, and without her things were strange. Our parents carried on like nothing had gone wrong, they went to work, came home, talked about their day, laughed at jokes, just acted completely normal. And I hated them for it. They'd kicked out their pregnant fifteen year old daughter, and didn't have a care in the world. They didn't even ask me how she was. Just asked me about school and friends. It was annoying.

At the moment, I was in Pests' flat again. Even when he wasn't there, I'd stay in the flat. Since my parents were always at work, and India was living at Biggzs', I was mostly on my own in the flat. He didn't mind me being there, and neither did his nan, and god-knows I was happier there than I was at my own flat. His nan was currently out, probably at a friends house, and Pest would be back from Community Service in half an hour. But until he came back, I was in his flat alone. With him still being in school, he was forced to do his community service after school and on weekends, which made things a little difficult for him. But he'd told me he didn't care. After all, he'd fought off aliens with a bad-leg, so dealing with a few hours of community service was nothing compared to that.

"I'm 'ome!" A familiar voice announced. I smiled, sitting up on the sofa.

"In here!" I replied. He walked into the living room, nodding in greeting.

"A'right babe" He threw his jacket onto the top of the sofa, falling down next to me.

"How'd it go?" I asked curiously. He shuffled around onto his back, reclining so that his head fell into my lap.

"Shit. But the other lot there make it easy" He shrugged.

"How's Trix?" I asked, trying to hide my curiosity. Trix was the only girl at his community service, and she fancied him big time. Was I jealous? Definitely.

"Why?" He asked, smirking up at me.

"Curious" I shrugged, staring at the TV.

"She's the same. You jealous?" I rolled my eyes.

"No. Just curious" I lied. He laughed and I rolled my eyes again.

"Don't be a knob!" I exclaimed, flicking the side of his head.

"Sorry love, it's just funny to see you jealous" He said, finally composing himself.

"Don't even start with me. You remember what happened last week? At school" I re-capped. He rolled his own eyes.

"I didn' like 'ow he was lookin' at yah!" He exclaimed. I smiled amusedly.

"He wasn't even looking at me. You're just paranoid" He sat up fully, turning to face me.

"Man I ain't paranoid! He was pure checkin' you out!"

"No he wasn't. Any boy knows better than that" I shrugged, pulling my knees up to my chest.

"Tex, listen yeah. Yah fit as hell, even if you are wiv me. Boys are still gonna try it on" He said, shaking his head.

"Not after last week they aint, you scared the shit out of him. Anyway, you talked to Moses lately?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah. Went to see him the other day, I explained everythin' wiv India an' Biggz"

"How'd he take it?" I asked.

"Better than I fought. How's India?" He asked curiously.

"Fine. I don't see her much. She's always out with Biggzs' mum, shopping for baby stuff and everything" I sighed.

"You miss 'er?"

"Of course I miss her, she's my twin sister. Sometimes I just wish mum and dad hadn't kicked her out" I admitted, shaking my head.

"Tex, can I ask yah somefin?" He asked.

"You just did" I smirked. He rolled his eyes, taking my right hand in his left.

"If I asked you to 'ave a kid wiv me, would yah say yeah?" My eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you serious?" He nodded in confirmation "I don't...I mean...What?"

"Fink about it, you got pure upset when you lost the other one. An' I reckon we'd be good at it" He shrugged. I nodded.

"Pest, we're still in school. I'm fifteen, I can't have a baby now!. And what would I do if mum and dad kicked me out?" I asked, shaking my head.

"You'd move in 'ere, Gran would let you. C'mon Tex" He begged. I let go of his hand, rising from the couch and heading into the kitchen. I couldn't believe he was actually asking me this.

"I can't, I mean yeah I was upset when I lost the baby before but I'm still fifteen Pest. And India went through hell at school, I don't think I could go through that" I sighed, resting my hands on the counter.

"I'd beat the shit out of 'em!" He exclaimed, following me in.

"Why do you even want one so bad?" I asked. He shrugged.

"Cuz you're my Mrs, an' I love yah. An' the though of havin' a baby wiv yah makes me 'appy" He replied. I sighed.

"Pest, I can't" He nodded, a disappointed look on his face.

"A'right"

"Maybe if I was, older or something. And we weren't still in school" I said, shaking my head.

"So you don' wan' a kid wiv me? You care so much 'bout what people say Tex!" He exclaimed. My eyes widened.

"The fuck? What the hell is wrong with you?! I don't care about what people say, if I did then I wouldn't be with you would I?!" I shouted. His eyes narrowed.

"You tryna say somefin' Tex?" I groaned.

"No! God Pest, calm the fuck down!"

"Nah, I won' calm down. Why don' you want a kid wiv me Tex?!" He exclaimed.

"You really wanna know?"

"Yeah!"

"Well for one thing, you're high all the time, you got community service, you're in a gang, and you can barely take care of yourself let alone a kid!" I exclaimed. But as soon as those words left my mouth, I instantly regretted it.

"I can barely take care of myself?" He asked, storming towards me.

"I didn't mean it" I sighed, leaning against the counter. He paused when he was about an inch away.

"I take care of myself fine Tex!" He raised his hand stressfully and I made the mistake of flinching back.

As soon as that happened, he just stared at the wall behind my head. Thankfully, he slowly lowered his arm, gripping the counter behind me with both hands. I didn't mean to flinch, he knew what I though he was going to do, and I could not feel more guilty about it. Turning my head, I rested my cheek against the cold wall. Neither of us said anything, but I was too scared to. But we couldn't exactly stay like this for the rest of the night, at some point someone was gonna have to say something. Although I was sure it would have to be me "Pest..." He pulled back from me, speed-walking into the living room. I followed, watching confusedly as he pulled on his jacket "Where you going?"

"Out. You can stay if you wan', but I aint" He shrugged, heading towards the door. As soon as it slammed shut, I fell down onto the sofa, running my fingers through my hair stressfully. What had I done?.