"Dyn, you can't go on like this, look at you, you're not yourself. His winning." Imogen lectured.

"I don't care." Dynasty replied.

"Well you'd better start caring and fast. It's not just you anymore Dyn."

"So?"

"So stop cowering and act like yourself; rise above it."

"Whose side are you on!" Dynasty screeched.

"Yours and that won't change, even if you don't want to hear it."

"How gracious of you." Dynasty spat in her anger.

"Sarcasm doesn't suit you."

The pair bickered like children a third of their age would unaware of a silent eavesdropping duo; Connor and Kevin.

Connor went to walk forward; as he wasn't the type to listen in on things he shouldn't hear but Kevin yanked him back, and pushed him against a nearby bench.

"Sh!" Kevin said as he held his hand over his friends mouth.

"Hu-h? Wh-awt?" Connor jumbled out.

"Stay quiet." Kevin said releasing his grip of Connor.

"Why?" He whispered.

"Because, Imogen and Dyn are talking."

"Yeah we shouldn't eavesdrop"

"Oh shut up, will ya'" Kevin said in a shouty whisper.

"Kev-" He said before something caught his ears.

"Doing this, isn't good for the baby Dyn." Imogen said carefully.

Kevin's jaw dropped, his face flared into anger then shock, dismay and then back to anger.

"Bastard." He said a little too loudly.

Dynasty whirled around, her eyes wide.

"K-"

Kevin turned and ran as fast and far away as he could leaving the trio behind as he went in shock anywhere but there.

"You twat Connor!" Imogen said furiously.

"He was the one who was eavesdropping not me!"

"You knew we were talking!"

"You didn't say how long for!"

'Calling Kev' Dynasty's phone said as she frantically tried to talk to him.

"Yes but when we were still talking don't you think it'd of been a good idea to make him leave!"

"This isn't my fault!"

"We-"

"Shut up will ya'!" Dynasty said in a very calm very tight voice.

The pair fell silent with Imogen glaring at her husband and Connor flaying his arms out in surrender to his wife.

Anywhere but there. I ran, left her alone. No shes not alone, she has Imogen and Connor. Why did I have to find out like that. Why has everything fallen apart since Chalky took that damn job! Further, run further. Don't look back. Don't go back.

I need to go back. No don't there is only pain there. Dynasty needs me; oh really? So thats why she confided in Imogen instead. Shes not responsible for that, its my fault. She left you; how could that be your fault. STUPID STUPID STUPID! Kevin thought as he continued to walk further, it was late, his phone kept vibrating and he just couldn't figure out what was the best thing to do for Dynasty.

Dynasty left shortly after her thirtieth call to Kevin without anything back. I said he'd write me off as unfixable, I knew he'd leave. But i need you Kevin But I won't have you stick around out of pity. I'm petrified but you'll never know how bad it is, its like living half-a-life, being promised something and not getting it. You'll never know how sorry I am for hurting you; but it was hurt you or lose you and I can't lose you but I already have. It was either Steve-O hurt and disgust me or Steve-O kill you. He killed me; in a way.

I'm so sorry Kev.

Dynasty thought before she wiped her eyes and turned out her bedside lamp.

A miserable morning greeted the quartet the next day; rain hammered down and the sky slouched under a dark net of clouds. Waterloo road stood frowning as they arrived at different times. Imogen was the first, then Connor then Kevin and an hour late was Dynasty She arrived looking worse than the sky above; dark red-black circles stood prominent around her ocean blue eyes, her hair scrapped back without thought; her walk contained less confidence than before, it was more of a shuffle than walk. She looked as if she had risen from the grave when she entered Christine's office; death warmed up sat silently waiting for the teacher to return and not to long after she had sat down and had bitten all of her fingernails until they became sore and painful Christine entered cheerfully before she noticed the troubled teen waiting.

"Dynasty?" She said crouching down to make eye contact and being shocked when she saw no make-up; just a exhausted and depressed Dynasty Barry. Dynasty didn't answer, silent crescent tears streaked her face as she gave a desperate look to the only person who understood. She didn't know why she had found herself in the office but she knew it was the right place to go even if she didn't say anything; Christine would know. She'd been there done that and came back stronger yet Dynasty couldn't see the light at the end of a very long and dark tunnel, all she could see was more pain and hurt.