Gasping loudly, I shot up into a sitting position. Looking around, I found myself in a medium-sized hospital room. An aching pain appeared in my stomach and I groaned. Pulling back the blanket, I found myself wearing one of those uncomfortable paper gowns. I lifted up the gown, revealing a large white gauze pad taped to my lower stomach. I slowly shuffled the gown back to it's original place, but suddenly felt a strange sensation in my lower region. My eyes widened as I re-positioned the gown around my waist. Unfortunately I was no longer wearing my usual boy-shorts, but that wasn't my main problem. Next to my bed was a see-through box, full of some yellow coloured liquid. A thin orange tube ran up from the box and onto the bed, soon disappearing underneath me. I fidgeted slightly, realising that the tube was inside of me. But I had no idea which hole it was in, and it freaked me out...I felt violated.
Trying to take my mind off the disturbing tube, I decided to take in my other attachments. An IV stand had been placed on the right of my bed, a clear bag containing some water-like liquid inside hanging from a hook. Another thin tube led down from the bag, and onto my bed. The tube eventually thinned out, turning into a needle that was taped to the back of my left hand. Although a doctor or nurse had wrapped a bandage around the needle, preventing it from falling out of my hand. As I inspected the needle, I failed to hear the door open, or the silent approaching of footsteps.
"Hey sis" Jumping in surprise, I turned my head to see a normal-looking India.
"How long was I out?" I asked, my voice whispered from the lack of hydration.
"About two days, you passed out before they brought you in. How do you feel?" she asked, sitting down on the purple arm-chair next to my bed.
"My stomach hurts, my hand is stinging and there's a tube inside my fanny!" I exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Yeah, that's supposed to help. Apparently your body still needs to release it's fluids, asleep or not. So in short, the box next to your bed is filled with pee" she explained. Grimacing, I leaned back against the headboard.
"So, what happened? After...well, I passed out" I asked.
"A lot, actually. Moses blew up the aliens and got arrested. Pest, Brewis and Ron got arrested for the weed. Biggz survived by hiding in a bin, and mum an' dad want to kill us both" she explained, shrugging.
"And I know it's a stupid thing to ask, but did..." I paused, biting down on my lip nervously.
"You mean your..." she nodded towards my stomach and I nodded "No. I'm sorry" she sighed.
"It's okay, I mean I knew it happened as soon as Hi-Hatz shot me. But I guess it could be a good thing, now I can carry on with life as normal" I replied, fiddling with the loose threads on my blanket.
"I'm so sorry Tex" she repeated, shaking her head.
"Don't be. So, what exactly happened to the boys?" I asked worriedly. She sighed.
"Pest got community service for possession of weed, apparently it wasn't the first time he'd been caught out. Moses has 9 months in some Juvenile Detention Centre for arson, he would've got done for murder but the investigator people proved that there was a rabid animal in the building so he was let off. I can't remember what happened to Ron and Brewis, judging by how much weed they found in Ron's flat I'm gonna guess that they went to prison or something. They buried Jerome and Dennis, the funerals were held yesterday. And there's a photo of both boys taped to the entrance of the block, people have been putting flowers there every day now" she explained. I nodded in understanding.
"I'm sorry India, about the whole pregnancy test thing. I didn't mean to hurt you like that" I said apologetically. She looked up at me, a small smile on her face.
"It's okay. And even though that test was yours, I took one of my own...soberly" she said, rolling her eyes. I chuckled.
"And?" I asked curiously.
"And it turned out to be positive. It wasn't false symptoms I was having, it was real ones" she admitted, her tone slightly excited.
"You're gonna keep it?" I asked knowingly. She nodded.
"Yeah, definitely. I guess now that he's gone I want something to remember him by, something more than just photos" she replied.
"That actually makes sense sis. But one problem, what about mum and dad?" I pointed out. She shrugged.
"They can suck it. I'm keeping this baby weather they want me to or not, it's not up to them" she said, shaking her head.
"That's the India I know and love. How are you feeling?" I asked. Sighing, she stared down at her hands.
"I'm okay. You wanna know the weird thing about it? Sometimes in the middle of the night I check my phone, to see if he phoned or texted me like he used to. I can't help it, I don't wanna admit it to myself I guess. Weird huh?" she asked, shaking her head. I instantly picked up on the sad tone in her voice, and I shuffled across my bed.
"India" I called. She looked up at me with tear filled eyes. Patting the space next to me, I tilted my head sympathetically. Without a hint of hesitation, she hopped up next to me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, letting her rest her head on my left shoulder. Her body shook as she cried, her tears wetting my gown...I didn't care.
"I miss him" she sobbed, shaking her head. Tears of sympathy and sadness filled my eyes as I rubbed her arm.
"I know, you'll get through it. And I'll be there every step of the way" I replied, looking down at her.
"Look at us, all we did was try to get back at mum and dad. Did you ever see it turning out like this?" she asked chuckling.
"Not one bit" I admitted, resting my head on top of hers.
I'd never actually realised how annoying some doctors and nurses could be, at least until I'd woken up from my two day sleep. At first they wouldn't let me out, claiming that they had to do a 'check-up' on me. And then when they were finished they were unsure about weather or not to let me go, but India quickly dealt with that matter. Although the doctors weren't the worst people I had to face, I'd had to go through my parents.
Did they throw a bitch fit? Heck yes. They told us both that we were grounded, and that we had to stay away from the remaining boys. And if that wasn't bad enough, India had shouted at them and let her pregnancy fact slip out with it. To say they were pissed would be an understatement, but she couldn't have cared less. Our mum fainted, and our dad froze...allowing us a quick escape.
So, while our parents took a break to think over how screwed up their daughters were, we'd decided to pay Pest a little visit. Although by 'we' I mean me, on my own. India had gone back to the flat, deciding to give me some alone time with Pest. She's told me where he was, some little building near the river. It wasn't that far from the block, but I guess if it was far, chances are he probably wouldn't have shown up.
As I walked down the deserted street, I pulled the hood up onto my head. Walking around these streets made me pretty self-conscious, especially when I was alone. Resting my hands into the pockets of my jacket, I soon spotted the small building where he was supposed to be. Speeding my walking up slightly, I found four people already stood outside the building. There were three boys and one girl, obviously they had probably done something to get themselves into this situation too.
"Oi!" I called. The teens all turned their heads to face me.
"A'right darlin'?" One of the boys greeted, quickly glancing me up and down.
"Is Pest here?" I asked boredly, tilting my head.
"Who wants to know?" The girl asked, her eyes narrowed sceptically.
"His girl" I replied, my lips forming a smirk. Her eyes seemed to narrow even more at that information, which just made me a lot more smug.
"He's 'avin a piss. I'll go get him for yah" One of the other boys said. I nodded and he entered the building, while I situated myself on a nearby bench.
"So, you're Tex?" Turning my head, I found the third boy watching me curiously.
"The one and only. What's he told you?" I asked, slightly worried. The boy chuckled.
"Nothin' bad, trust. I'm Jake" he reassured.
"Good. What's up with her?" I asked, nodding towards the pissed-looking girl behind him.
"She's just mad because she fancies him, don' worry though he ain't interested" Jake shrugged. I nodding, inwardly sighing in relief.
"What's so important dat you needed to drag me out 'ere when I'm in the middle of a piss?!" A familiar voice exclaimed. Smiling, I bit my lip and turned to face the doors.
"Well you seem back to normal" I remarked, leaning back on the bench. His head whipped my way, his eyes immediately widening.
"Nah, I don't believe it" he said, shaking his head. I hopped down from the bench, making my way towards him.
"Nice to see you too" I chuckled, tilting my head slightly. In an instant, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist, lifting my up slightly. Giggling, I rested my arms around his neck.
"Man, how you feelin'?" he asked, pulling back to face me.
"A little achy on my stomach, but apart from that I'm fine. What about you? How's the leg?" I asked worriedly.
"Doin' alright, should be walking normal in about two weeks" he shrugged. I nodded.
"So, community service huh?" I asked, slightly amused. Rolling his eyes, he nodded.
"It's bullshit! But I guess it's better than prison" he sighed, shaking his head.
"Yeah. You visited Moses yet?" I asked curiously.
"Nah, not yet. I'm thinkin' of going up this weekend, you wanna come?" he asked. I nodded.
"Definitely. He saved the block, such a shame he has to celebrate in juvie" I sighed.
"You're tellin' me. Anyway how's India? I heard about her being...well, you know" he said shrugging.
"She's okay, misses Dennis like mad" I replied.
"We all do, Jerome as well. This is gonna sound stupid, but are you still..." he moved his right hand around to my front, resting it on my lower stomach.
"No" I sighed, shaking my head. He nodded, a disappointed look appearing on his face.
"Are you okay?" he asked, moving his hand back around.
"Yeah, I guess so. Mum and dad are freaking out though" I smirked, biting my lip again.
"I'll bet, listen..."
"Oi! No visitors during your hours!" We both turned our heads to see some middle-aged man near the building doors, staring at us with an angered look.
"Who the fuck is that?" I asked, turning back to Pest.
"He's makin' sure we turn up an' everythin'. Man's a wanker!" he exclaimed, turning his head to face me.
"Sounds like one. I'll head home, let you get back to...well whatever the fuck you were doing" I said, pulling my hands back.
"Yeah. Listen, I'll come over yours later and we'll talk yeah?" he asked. I nodded.
Shoving his hands inside my jacket pockets, yanking me against him. Our mouths crashed together and I squeaked in surprise, resting my hands on his shoulders "Hey! Enough of that" The worker man shouted. Smirking into the kiss, Pest ran his hands down in my back pockets, pulling my closer if it was possible "Either stop or stay longer!" The man threatened. I pulled my face back, giggling as Pest groaned in annoyance.
"I'll see you later" I reassured. Nodding, he quickly leaned forward and pecked my lips.
"Later babe" he sighed. I nodded and crossed my arms before heading home.