Consequential Actions

By Miss Willow

A/N: Another update! Yay! So I decided to add another chapter because things aren't going too well with Kress in Hollyoaks at the moment and I had a thought for the contents of this chapter. Here you go.

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Kris

There's a load of tension in the flat at the moment and I don't know what the cause of it is. I'm not sure whether not knowing is a good or a bad thing because I want to know why every time I walk into room someone seems to be glaring at someone else but then I don't want to get involved in everyone else's problems.

I think it has something to do with Jess… well, she is one of the two glarers more often than not. It's probably just some petty argument between her and Zoe… but that doesn't explain why Zac keeps making awkward coughs in the middle of dinner and giving Zoe meaningful looks.

You know, maybe it IS something to do with me. After all, everyone seems to be in on something, apart from me, and that would explain why the whispering seems to stop when they notice I'm standing there. Great, another thing to worry about; I've pissed off all my flatmates for some unknown reason.

I was getting ready to go out with Nathan tonight (he's quite fit and one of one of the only ex-lovers I'm in contact with) and I'd got ready, kitted out in that gorgeous black, pleated, mini-skirt I'd bought from town a week ago and my 'Vainer than you' top, and I was on my way out of the door when I heard loud voices in the living room. It was Jess and Zoe. Now, usually, I would keep out of things but as I was about to walk out the door, I heard my name mentioned.

I don't know how but I somehow knew that the thing they were arguing about was the thing that was causing all the tension in the house, so I closed the door and listened.

"Jess, you can't go on like this," I heard Zoe say, angrily.

"I can go on as I like. This is my life and I'll do as I please." Jess replied, rather pompously.

"But this isn't about you anymore, Jess, can't you see that?" An exasperated Zoe pressed on, "This is about Kris and the-"

"DON'T say it!"

"Say what? That it is about you, Kris and-"

"ZOE! DON'T!"

"Why?!" God, I didn't think I'd ever heard Zoe shout so much. I leaned closer, wanting to know what was to do with me.

"Just… just… don't, ok," Jess said quietly. I heard the creak of a sofa as she sat down and sighed heavily.

"Zoe, maybe you should back off a bit…" That was Zac. Strange, I hadn't seen him on my way out. Hadn't he said he was meeting up with some friends?

"Back off! Back off! WHY on earth would I back off!"

"BECAUSE this isn't anything to do with you!" Zac told her. "No, don't try and say anything. You know I'm right."

"But you're not right! This may not be anything to do with me, or you for that matter, but Kris has a right to know!"

"He doesn't need to know though!" Jess joined in again and I could tell from her tone of her voice that her temper was rising.

"Of course he does! It's his-"

"No, Zoe! Look, I don't need to tell him, because by tomorrow there won't be anything to tell…" Jess announced with determination.

"What?" Zac and Zoe said.

"No… you're not going to-" Zoe began.

"Yes, I am. By tomorrow, this problem will be done and dusted."

"Done and dusted? Jess, this is a BABY we're talking about!"

"No! It isn't! It's a thing inside of me that isn't wanted. The sooner I get rid of it the better and an abortion is the way to do that. Kris needn't ever know that I was carrying… well, his baby."

I'd heard enough. "You're pregnant!" I said, stepping out from behind the door. Jess gasped and spun around to look at me and I'd never seen her looking so shocked and guilty.

This wasn't happening… this wasn't happening. It was just a dream, a bad dream. Jess wasn't having a baby and it certainly wasn't mine and…

"Wait, you're aborting it?" I asked, incredulous.

"Um.. I don't, well…"

"Just answer the question, Jess!" I shouted at her.

"Yes." She replied.

"And you didn't think to ask me?" I exclaimed, letting out a bitter laugh and raking my fingers through the tangles of my blonde hair.

"Kris, it wasn't like that-" Jess tried to explain.

"She was only doing what she thought was right," Zoe said.

"I don't believe this."

"Kris-" The hurt in Jess's face was unbearable. She reached out to touch my shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" I yelled, stepping backwards. She flinched. I took in her pitiful expression with anger… she was pathetic… I couldn't even bear to look at her… it made me feel sick to my stomach… I glared at Jess with a hatred I didn't think I could ever feel and before she had the chance to say anything else, I ran out of the flat.

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