Courtney's PoV
I've been in this cell for three days now and I've not been aloud to have visitors, I've been sat in the same spot since I arrived and today something felt different. My cell door opened and in came then police man who I named Bob. he told me to follow him so I did. Bob tock me to the main desk and I was handed my belongings back and I put my belly bar in, it was difficult because of the hole had closed slightly. "Right your being releassed on bail" the head person said "if you brake the terms of your bail you will be brought straight back, do you understand" I was asked and I nodded. The terms of my bail is Evreything I buy must be confirmed by mum
I must be with a family member at all times
I must not go into any pubs no matter what
I must not go near the hill family. Their were more terms but be main ones were simple. "You'll get a letter through in a few days confirming your court date." We were told. I nodded listening and mum said okay "and as you are pregnant, we will be sending a social worker round to talk to you about what will happen if your found guilty or not guilty" the policeman said looking at me and once again I only nod. Me and mum walked outside. "Sorry it to me so long courts" mum says to me and i give a small nod. Steve came and picked us up and drove back to the street "tell chell that Courtney's home if she wants to come round" mum tells Steve and he nods heading to the rovers. Mum opened the door to the flats and we walked up to ours. Then mum opened the door and I ran to my room, shut my door and climbed over the bed and sat on the other side with my back against my bed and facing away from the door. I couldn't believe I have now got a criminal record, well it won't be I till I've been found guilty i don't. "Courtney can I come in" I heard mum say knocking on the door but I don't answer I just stare at the wall I hear mum walk away from the door. I let a tear fall slowly
Carla's POV
Courtney has been home for 7 hours already and she's not eaten or even started talking to me. It really was worrieing Me. My little girl like this. Michelle was going to be here at 4 which was in half an hour. I would see if she could get courts to talk. Courtney has never been like this and it upset me to see her like this and for her to be upset. I always thought she would talk to me if she needs to but she doesn't. I guess she doesn't want to talk but whatever happens I want her to know that I'm here for her and I mean it. Their was a knock at the door and I went to answer it and their stood Michelle "hey carls, how's courts getting on" she asks me and I sign "she's not spoken to me and she hasn't eaten anything. I've even told her that it won't do the baby any good but she won't listen to me" I say letting tears fall with worrie about my daughter "do you want me to have a word with her" Michelle asks me and I nod "please chell" I say and she nods. Michelle goes to Courtney's room and goes in I see Courtney sitting in the same spot as she was in when I checked on her earlier. I watch from the doors. Michelle Sat on the floor next to Courtney I could hear her talking to courts but her not talking back "come on courts, you need to eat something,, if you don't the little one growing inside you might die" I hear Michelle say but Courtney just sits their looking at the wall. I was starting to worry about her. In the three years that I've known her she has never been like this. Not once. Michelle stands up and leaves Courtney's room. I Shut the door behind her "this isn't like her at all" Michelle says pulling me into a hug. "It's worrieing me chelle" I say chelle didn't say Anything she just hugged me. Michelle looked in deep thought. "What you thinking chell" I ask her "well a friend I knew years ago, I would guess that we were Courtney's age and well this friend was the same as how Courtney is now, minus the arrest. Well she was depressed" she explains to me. I thought, well it could be that but I don't know. All I could do was worry. It confused me why would Courtney be depressed.
Courtney's POV.
I heard mum and aunt Chelle talking. Aunt chelle was saying she thinks I might be depressed but that's a no. I'm not depressed, am I. I didn't know what to do anymore. I felt dead inside apart from the living human being inside of me: I kept staring straight ahead at the wall. Little Bean kicking and I didn't know what to do anymore, mum brought some food into my room and put it on my bed but once again I left it. I didn't turn away I didn't even pick the food up I just left it. It was getting dark but I didn't move. I just stayed sat and all of a sudden I broke down. I couldn't cope any more I just wanted to give up. It hurt me to know that my baby might be put into care when it's born. It hurt to know they I might get a criminal records if I'm found guilty. I was screaming inside but I didn't want to admit that I might be depressed.
A/N
Well first picture is the belly bar I was talking about
Secondly this is going to be set in 2014 so Courtney is due in the end of 2014 and at the start of 2015 is Courtney's 17th birthday
And finally I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I am sorry it's short but it will get better
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