The taste of my salty tears reaches my mouth and I wipe them away and try my best to stay brave for Markie's sake.

"It's Okay to cry you know?" The doctor whispers and passes me a box of tissues. "Here is some pamphlets for counselling, if you want them."

I shake my head weakly and slide the pamphlets back across the table to him. "I don't need them." I sniffle and pull my jacket over my shoulders.

The doctor doesn't reply back and just nods in agreement. He obviously knows not to argue with a woman when she's upset.

"Umm. We should be getting home." I sigh and look at my watch through my blurred vision from the tears. "We don't want to be wasting any more of you're time doctor, you're just doing your job."

"It's completely normal to feel this way Georgina, you do know that?"

"Of course I'm not as stupid as you think." I snap and then regret it after. "...Sorry.."

"It's okay." He replies with a warm smile. "but please. Take these." I look up from my hands that I was looking at for most of the conversation and see that he has the same pamphlets in his hands that he had only a few minutes ago."

"I don't mean to be awful mate, but my girlfriend said that she didn't need them, so why are you asking her again?"

"It's okay Mark." I say and take the pamphlets from the doctor. "Thank you doctor." I then put them in my handbag and get up from the seat and make my way towards the door.

The doctor opens the door and myself and Mark walk out and into the neonatal unit, just across from us. This really is a ridiculous place to have a ward full of babies...

Mark walks ahead, assuming that I would follow he carries on walking not realizing that I have stopped in the same place as before, looking at all the newborns a meter away from me. Again, I place my hand on the glass window and my other hand on my swollen tummy and I stare at the babies. Inhaling that 'New born smell.' and absorbing the sight of the little boys and girls in front of me. My face is only centimetres away from the clear glass which results in my breath making a stain on it.

Without thinking I open the door of the unit and walk in and look at the beautiful little things before me. I make my way to the little baby boy that first caught my eye and kneel next to the miniature sized bed.

"Hello.." I whisper ever so quietly and touch the baby's delicate head. "What a beautiful boy you are.."

"Excuse me?" I hear a voice call, bringing me back to reality with jump.

I look up to see a nurse holding a bottle in her hand. "Are you one of the mothers?"

"Um.. No, I just, was visiting..."

"Are you a relative?"

"No."

"Family friend of the child's mother your kneeling beside?"

"No... I'm sorry, I'm just... a bit confused and... I'm sorry.." I quickly get up and walk out of the room, past the nurse and up the hall away from the babies.

"Georgina!" I hear Mark say as he quickly sprints over to me and pulls me into a hug. "I was looking for you everywhere! Where did you go?"

"Nowhere." I just about get out. "Can you take me home now? Please?" I say almost in tears.

"Of course Georgie." He says and kisses me on my cheek. "Anything you want."

...

After a 20 minute drive from the hospital, I finally arrive home. "Thank you for being there Mark." I say and try my best to form a smile on my face.

We walk up to he porch way and stop at the door.

"No problem Georgie, I'd do anything for you, remember that."

I rest my head on his shoulder and breathe in his sweet scent. "I don't know what I would do if you weren't there to support me. God knows how Kayleigh is feeling at the moment"

"... I-"

We are interrupted by the door opening and Liam appearing before us with a look of anger and worry spread across his face.

"Where the FUCK were you? I was worried SICK you were gone for a good four hours!"

"I already told you that I was out with friends Liam, why can't you just give me some air to breathe!"

Liam looks over at Mark, and Mark looks back, like a deer in headlights.

"What are you looking at pretty boy?! Eh?!"

"Don't talk to him like that Liam!" I snap and push him slightly.

"what's put you in a mood? You hated him only a few months ago." He says in a more calmer tone then before.

"I didn't HATE him, I was just having a rough time then, that is all! And me and him are fine now, so keep you're nose out!" I turn to Mark and give him a warm, short hug before walking into the entrance. "I'll see you tomorrow Markie."

"Okay." he replies with a small smile and then Liam closes the door on him.

"You can be a right arse at times you know!"

"You'll thank me in the future."

"No I wont."

I walk upstairs and into my room, and close the door. I lay on my bed in exhaustion and slip on my slippers after kicking off my worn out leather boots that Mark had bought me for my birthday. As I throw my bag onto the floor I notice the pamphlets that the doctor gave to me fall out, reminding me of what I had just done.

I stroke my stomach and feel strangely empty inside. A feeling I have never experienced before. I start to feel extremely upset and stupid for aborting the baby but then slap myself on the head and shake it. No Georgina, You've done the right thing, your way to young or a baby and its for the best.

I get up and grab the pamphlets that are lying on the floor and look at them for a second "No." I whisper to myself. I am just about to walk towards the bin when something stops me, and instead of throwing them away, I instead put them in my bedside cabinet and then close the small draw that is built into it.

Calling Kayleigh

"..."

"Kayleigh? Are you there?"

"Yeah."

"honey, how are you after the other day?"

"Fine."

"Fine?"

"Yeah."

"That's it?"

"Yeah."

"Okay...what's the situation with the baby and Jason?"

"Nothings changed."

"so you're keeping it?"

"yeah."

"And Jay? How is he feeling about it?"

"He's left me."

"..."

"..."

"... Um... I'm... I'm so sorry Kay..."

"..." I hear a small cry coming from the other end of the phone which breaks my heart into pieces.

"Kay... Please don't cry... please Kay.."

The cry gets louder.

"Oh shit Kay... I can't believe he's done this to you.."

"I've got to go.."

"Why?"

"...I just wanna have some time alone... I'll call you later yeah?" She says and sniffles.

"O...Okay Kay... If your sure..."

"Bye."

"Bye..."

I slam the phone onto the bed and feel anger rise inside of me. The little shit. I get up from the bed and pull my shoes onto my bare feet after I took off my slippers.

...

* Knock, Knock *

No answer.

* KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNNNOOOCCKK, KNOOOCCCKKK*

Still no answer.

"I know your in there Jason, you little shit! Get your arse out here now!"

STILL no answer. I begin ringing the door bell continuously and knocking on the door loudly.

"ANSWER. THE. DOOOORRRRR!"

The door eventually unlocks and Jason appears.

"What?!"

"You know what you fucking shit!"

"Urggghhhhh..."

"Don't uuurrgghh me! how could you!"

"You might as well come in." Jason steps aside and I walk in and purposely push him slightly as if he were in my way.

Jason closes the door and faces me. We stand in the middle of his mums small terrace house's hall. I cross my arms and give him the 'look'.

"Well, are you going to sit down or?..." He begins.

"Stop acting so fucking calm about this all Jason, I thought you were one of my sensible mates! Why the fuck have you done this!"

"Shhhh! Me mum is asleep upstairs!"

"I don't fucking care!" I shout purposely, just so I could get a reaction from him. "You've got my best mate pregnant and know your leaving her! You're such a knob!"

"Do you seriously think this is easy for me? leaving my girlfriend of FOUR years, who I love with all my heart?!"

"If you love her so much why have you done this?!"

Jason sighs in frustration.

"I don't want a baby!... not yet anyway! I want to make a living first before I start changing nappies! And she just wont listen! She can have the baby, but I'm not gonna be there."

"OH MY LORD JASON! Even Rob wouldn't do and say something like that and he's the baby of the group!"

"I wish someone would look at this from my shoes for fuck sake!" He shouts and puts his hands in the air.

"What's wrong Jason?" His mum says. Coming down the stairs in her pink dressing gown and pushing her curly dark hair from her sleepy eyes.

"Nothin' mum, go back up to bed."

"Oh hello Georgina, so nice to see you, wow haven't you grown!"

"Mum!"

"Okay, Okay! I'm going!" She's giggles and smiles and then walks up the stairs.

I smile and look at Jason. "You need to treat you mum with some respect J!"

"AH shut up!" His once calm approach to the conversation has changed dramatically and his mood has changed into a much darker one.

"Where is Justin?"

"He's out. Why?"

"Does he know about this?"

"..."

"Well? Does he?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to know."

"Then I'm not telling you!"

"Stop acting like such a child Jason!"

"No I'm not!"

"No I'm not!" I mock.

"Shut up!"

"So I'm guessing that you saying that you're not going to tell me means that you haven't told him?"

Jason refuses to answer.

"Not even telling your own twin. Wow that's stupid."

"How? It's my own business"

"just is."

"So do you expect me to tell all my other brothers and sisters? And maybe my dad who I rarely see? Hmmm?!"

"Calm down a bit Jay.."

"Get out of my house you little bitch!"

"What the fu-"

"I SAID GET. OUT!"

Jason opens the door angrily and pushes me out and then slams it in my face.

Shit. I hope I haven't made things worse for Kay...