Maureen pushed her self out of the cab. The cab driver got out and helped her stand up. "You sure you got a place to go sweetie?" he asked. Maureen had broken down crying in the cab and told him the whole story.

"Yeah." She nodded handing him some money. "Nah, it's ok." He smiled. He wasn't bad looking; he had a decent smile and was about the same age as Benny. "Thanks." She nodded.

He helped her carry her bags to the door. "Good Luck." He told her.

Maureen knocked on the door of Collin's and Luis's apartment in Chelsea. Luis opened the door and pulled her into a hug. "Ouch, ouch…there is a baby in there." Maureen said, although she was hugged back.

"I am so sorry." He said with a tear in his eye. "Oh, Luis, please let me go." She said.

He released her and took her four bags into the apartment.

Collins led her to the couch. "I thought you were coming an hour ago, what took you so long?"

She sat down, being careful of her 8 month pregnant stomach. "Benny made me pack things, he wanted me to be comfortable."

"That's good. We got the guest room ready for you, and you can stay here as long as you need to." He rubbed her stomach.

Maureen nodded. "I kind of hungry." She said. "What do you want?" Luis stood up, "I can make anything."

"No, you don't have to go through any trouble seriously." She waved her hand.

Luis smiled "Maureen, I am not just a painter, you know. Before I sold my art I was a gourmet chef." Maureen's face lit up. "I think that I am going to like staying here." She joked.

Half an hour later Maureen was eating homemade Chinese food on their floor. She had changed into a black and gray striped sweater and black sweat pants.

"Thanks for letting me stay here guys." Maureen smiled taking a bite of the food.

"It's not a problem." Collins smiled. Luis had his head on her stomach, listening for the baby's heartbeat. "I can hear it." He smiled

"She, the baby is a girl." Maureen corrected him.

"Sorry, she." Luis nodded

"Are you going to forgive Benny?" Collins asked bluntly making Maureen choke for a second on her food.

"No, the fucker is an asshole and I didn't see it before." She said rubbing her swollen stomach.

Collins sighed. "Ok Maureen…" the phone rang and he got up to answer it.

"Hello?" he asked. "Oh, hey."

Maureen looked up at Collins "Is that Benny?" she asked pushing herself up off the floor.

"I think she wants to talk to you." Collins said as Maureen came over.

"Benny?" she said taking the phone.

"Listen baby…" She heard him start. His voice was horse and rough, almost as if he had been upset.

"No, you listen, you can't just call here after I leave, don't bug my friends." She put a hand on her hip.

Collins sat down on the couch with Luis. "I think they are going to work it out." Luis smiled "I don't know, Maureen can be very stubborn when it comes to relationships." Collins shook his head.

"Maureen Collins is my friend too, I can call, and I wanted to see if you were ok." He got mad again, just hearing her bitch at him over petty things.

"He was my friend first." Maureen said putting her hand on her hip.

"No he wasn't Maureen, you moved in four months after I did. Look, this is besides the point." He sighed; she could be so frustrating sometimes. Besides, having this fight on the phone wasn't very productive

"I don't love you Benny." She said

His end of the phone clicked.

"That was a little harsh don't you think Maur?" Collins stood with his mouth agape.

She took a deep breath. "No, I think it's the truth."

Four hours later at 1:30, they all went to bed.

"I don't know what I am going to do." Maureen sobbed to Luis. He was fully willing to listen to her bash Benny. She was wearing a black sweater over a purple t-shirt and dark jeans.

"Well, you could live here I guess." He said looking at her What to Expect When You're Expecting book.

"I can't raise a baby here, plus I think Benny would fight for custody." Maureen didn't think that she could win against. She didn't have a home, she didn't have a job, and she had a criminal record and a drug past. There was no chance she would win against a Trust Fund Baby Boy who owned his own successful company and lived in a nice penthouse in The Upper East Side.

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation. Luis got up and got it. "Hi Mimi." He smiled but Mimi pushed him out of the way. "Maureen, you need to come with me." She pulled Maureen up. She wore a tuxedo shirt over a black t-shit that's said Birth Control is For Sissies and jeans.

"Why? What's up?" Maureen asked grabbing her red leather purse and jacket before Mimi could pull her out the door.

"Benny is in the hospital and we need to go." Mimi pulled her into the elevator Roger was holding open.