*A FEW DAYS LATER*
TRICIA: Chrissie, sit down, I need to talk to you.
Chrissie carried on frantically looking for her bag
CHRISSIE: Mum, can it wait? We're gunna be late for Kath and Nicks wedding
Tricia took a deep breath. There was nothing she would have liked more than to put it off again, but she knew that she had to tell Chrissie, and she had to do it now, while she had the confidence, or she would never do it at all.
TRICIA: No, Chrissie, it can't wait.it's important
CHRISSIE: Yeah, it always is.
TRICIA: CHRISSIE!.sorry.can you just sit down please.I've got something important to tell you.
Chrissie sat down on the sofa next to Tricia, who took her hand. Chrissie felt nervous, scared. What was it that her mother was about to tell her that was so important? Various scenarios rushed through her head about what it might be. Was she ill? Dying? What? But nothing quite prepared her for happened next
CHRISSIE: Mum, what is it?
TRICIA: Chrissie.woah!.I don't quite know how to say this.
CHRISSIE: Mum?
TRICIA: A long time ago.before you were born.I.I was fifteen.and I.I was seeing this boy, well man.and.and well.I.I got pregnant.
Chrissie looked at Tricia, unsure why she was telling her this and why now?
TRICIA: I was pregnant and.well when he found out.he didn't want to know.and.well in those days things were different.you know.single mothers, single teenage mothers, were...well, not exactly welcomed into society.but.but I couldn't have an abortion either so.so he, the baby,.he was adopted.
CHRISSIE: Oh mum.
TRICIA: No Chrissie wait.you don't understand.he.he's.he's here in Holby.
CHRISSIE: Have you met him?
TRICIA: Yes.Chrissie.it's.it's Alex
Chrissies eyes widened in shock
CHRISSIE: What? Alex Adams?
TRICIA: Yes.I'm sorry Chrissie.
Chrissie got up and walked over to the fireplace, pushing her hair back with her hands, trying to get her head around what she had just been told
CHRISSIE: Alex.Alex Adams.you're Alex Adams mother?
TRICIA: Chrissie I'm sorry.please understand.
CHRISSIE: I.I can't believe this.Alex Adams is your.your son?.my.my half brother?.D.does he know?
TRICIA: Yes
CHRISSIE: And.and neither of you bothered to tell me?
TRICIA: Chrissie please.don't blame him.he only just found out.please sit down.
CHRISSIE: NO!.I.I've got to get my head around this.I.I can't.is there anyone else I don't now about? Is Lisa my sister? Diane? Kelly? Are there any other children you haven't bothered to tell me about?
TRICIA: No of course not.Chrissie please.
CHRISSIE: I.I don't know who you are anymore.who I am.you've been living a lie.
Unknown to Tricia or Chrissie Owen had walked in
OWEN: You told her then
Tricia shot Owen a look as if to say 'no. Shut up' but Owen didn't notice and carried on talking as Chrissie turned around to face him
CHRISSIE: You.you knew about this? Am I the last to know? Does the whole of Holby know except me?
OWEN: Chrissie we're sorry...it just sort of happened.we can't control how we feel.
Chrissie stopped
CHRISSIE: What?
OWEN: Chrissie I'm sorry.we just.
CHRISSIE: W.what? What? Hang on a minute.what are you talking about?
OWEN: I understand that it's hard for you to get your head around me and your mum being together.
CHRISSIE: WHAT?!?
TRICIA: Nice one Owen!
OWEN: What?
TRICIA: I hadn't told her about us
CHRISSIE: I.I can't believe this.you two...ugh! You make me sick! And you had the nerve to throw me out because of Ed and all the while you've been carrying on behind my back with.her.my own mother! You two disgust me!
Chrissie walked to the door
TRICIA: Chrissie wait! Where are you going?
CHRISSIE: Like you care!
TRICIA: Of course I care.Chrissie!
The door slammed shut behind Chrissie and Tricia put her head in her hands while Owen rested his hand on her shoulder
OWEN: Come on.she'll calm down eventually.we've got a wedding to get to.
TRICIA: Chrissie, sit down, I need to talk to you.
Chrissie carried on frantically looking for her bag
CHRISSIE: Mum, can it wait? We're gunna be late for Kath and Nicks wedding
Tricia took a deep breath. There was nothing she would have liked more than to put it off again, but she knew that she had to tell Chrissie, and she had to do it now, while she had the confidence, or she would never do it at all.
TRICIA: No, Chrissie, it can't wait.it's important
CHRISSIE: Yeah, it always is.
TRICIA: CHRISSIE!.sorry.can you just sit down please.I've got something important to tell you.
Chrissie sat down on the sofa next to Tricia, who took her hand. Chrissie felt nervous, scared. What was it that her mother was about to tell her that was so important? Various scenarios rushed through her head about what it might be. Was she ill? Dying? What? But nothing quite prepared her for happened next
CHRISSIE: Mum, what is it?
TRICIA: Chrissie.woah!.I don't quite know how to say this.
CHRISSIE: Mum?
TRICIA: A long time ago.before you were born.I.I was fifteen.and I.I was seeing this boy, well man.and.and well.I.I got pregnant.
Chrissie looked at Tricia, unsure why she was telling her this and why now?
TRICIA: I was pregnant and.well when he found out.he didn't want to know.and.well in those days things were different.you know.single mothers, single teenage mothers, were...well, not exactly welcomed into society.but.but I couldn't have an abortion either so.so he, the baby,.he was adopted.
CHRISSIE: Oh mum.
TRICIA: No Chrissie wait.you don't understand.he.he's.he's here in Holby.
CHRISSIE: Have you met him?
TRICIA: Yes.Chrissie.it's.it's Alex
Chrissies eyes widened in shock
CHRISSIE: What? Alex Adams?
TRICIA: Yes.I'm sorry Chrissie.
Chrissie got up and walked over to the fireplace, pushing her hair back with her hands, trying to get her head around what she had just been told
CHRISSIE: Alex.Alex Adams.you're Alex Adams mother?
TRICIA: Chrissie I'm sorry.please understand.
CHRISSIE: I.I can't believe this.Alex Adams is your.your son?.my.my half brother?.D.does he know?
TRICIA: Yes
CHRISSIE: And.and neither of you bothered to tell me?
TRICIA: Chrissie please.don't blame him.he only just found out.please sit down.
CHRISSIE: NO!.I.I've got to get my head around this.I.I can't.is there anyone else I don't now about? Is Lisa my sister? Diane? Kelly? Are there any other children you haven't bothered to tell me about?
TRICIA: No of course not.Chrissie please.
CHRISSIE: I.I don't know who you are anymore.who I am.you've been living a lie.
Unknown to Tricia or Chrissie Owen had walked in
OWEN: You told her then
Tricia shot Owen a look as if to say 'no. Shut up' but Owen didn't notice and carried on talking as Chrissie turned around to face him
CHRISSIE: You.you knew about this? Am I the last to know? Does the whole of Holby know except me?
OWEN: Chrissie we're sorry...it just sort of happened.we can't control how we feel.
Chrissie stopped
CHRISSIE: What?
OWEN: Chrissie I'm sorry.we just.
CHRISSIE: W.what? What? Hang on a minute.what are you talking about?
OWEN: I understand that it's hard for you to get your head around me and your mum being together.
CHRISSIE: WHAT?!?
TRICIA: Nice one Owen!
OWEN: What?
TRICIA: I hadn't told her about us
CHRISSIE: I.I can't believe this.you two...ugh! You make me sick! And you had the nerve to throw me out because of Ed and all the while you've been carrying on behind my back with.her.my own mother! You two disgust me!
Chrissie walked to the door
TRICIA: Chrissie wait! Where are you going?
CHRISSIE: Like you care!
TRICIA: Of course I care.Chrissie!
The door slammed shut behind Chrissie and Tricia put her head in her hands while Owen rested his hand on her shoulder
OWEN: Come on.she'll calm down eventually.we've got a wedding to get to.