A/N: Sorry this update has taken so long. 3


The Sunday after the appointment I was sitting in my room flipping through magazine when Bex pushed into my room.

"Hey there girlie," she said.

"Hey." I smiled but didn't really look up.

"Haven't heard from you in a while, just making sure you're ok. Can I get you anything?"

I put the magazine down and thought. "Can I get some peanut butter?"

She nodded and left the door jamb. I pulled off my sweat shirt because it was getting hot in here for some reason. As it lifted up the hem of my shirt I heard a knock on the door. Strange,

"Come in," I said, yanking down my shirt but not in time, because Buffy entered the room. She looked away quickly. "Oh hi, Buffy. I wasn't expecting you, come in."

"I was told to bring you peanut butter," she said producing a jar and two spoons seemingly out of nowhere.

"Peanut butter," I said, reaching out to take the jar and one of the spoons. I smiled at her and felt a twinge in my heart. We sat down on my bed and faded away into giggles.

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The next few weeks passed in the ordinary. Just as I thought everything was going to get better - because the books said it should be. And it did, my skin and hair went back to normal. I was back to normal Amber, just with a decent sized bump attached to my front. Then it got worse. My morning sickness multiplied. I felt twice as sick, double the amount of time. I could barely keep any food down and even the smallest scent could set me off.

One night at dinner there was a knock at the door. We all looked at each other. Suddenly, I got a rush of energy and I jumped up going to answer the door.

It was my mom.

I swung the door closed again, securing the lock and walking back to the living room.

"Who was that?" Mr H asked.

"Ignore it and it will go away," I said, picking up my fork again and taking another bite of the chicken.

She knocked again. I pushed my back against the chair and squinted my eyes closed. Bex and Mrs C shared a glance. Bex got up and walked to the entryway.

"Hello Ms Reversi, come in," I heard her say. I heard the click of my mom's pumps on the tile.

"Amber, pleased to see you," she said, her words curling evilly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her.

"My, my, aren't you big already."

I narrowed my eyes at her, my hands flying to my baby. "Yes, I am. So what? Why are you here?"

"To collect you and your stuff. It's time for you to come home."

"You kicked me out! I'm not going back to you and your… your… your selfish, wretched ways!" I screamed at her.

"It's in your best interest."

"Is it really? Really, is it now? Please, Mum, please go."

She huffed and puffed for a moment. "Well then, it was nice seeing you Macks." she turned on her heel and left the room, slamming the front door behind her.

"You've got it rough girl," Mr H said, shaking his head with a good-natured chuckle. I nodded and leaned my head back against the chair.

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We were in the waiting office of the doctor's waiting to be called in for the appointment the tests recommended. Finally, the nurse called us in and we filed into room where they took all sorts of vitals. The doctor came back in and snapped on her gloves. She opened the file and skimmed it quickly.

"So, Amber, this says we made the appointment because your hormone levels were very high. So, let's do an ultrasound to make sure the baby is ok and then you should be in your way until the gender scan," the doctor said, looking at me and gesturing to lift up my shirt which I did.

The gel was frigid against my raising bump and the cold sent a shiver up my spine. The doctor moved the wand over the bump and stayed tight lipped the entire time. Her face never showed a flicker of emotion which worried me.

"Is the baby ok?" i asked, starting to get worried at how quiet she was being.

"The babies are ok," she said, flicking off the machine and turning to face me. She handed me a towel to clean myself up. "That explains why you're so big for ten weeks. It's twins!"

Her bright face made me feel terrible about the lack of emotion I felt. I was empty and scared, this nightmare was only getting worse.

Rape, baby, twins.

My face collapsed, and I fought back tears. Andi grabbed my hand and squeezed it comfortingly. Buffy sucked in a deep breath and curled her long and calloused fingers in to fists.

"Oh dear, it's ok to be scared. Everyone gets scared when we tell them it's twins. You'll be a great mom Amber, you have that air to you. I'll see you in let's say six weeks," the doctor stands as she says this and pats my back. I release a shaky breath and look at everyone who came with us.

"Oh my god," Buffy breathes out.

"Buffy," Cyrus and I say.

"I'M GOING TO HURT HIM. THIS IS ALL HIS FAULT WHY IS AMBER LEFT TO PICK UP THE PIECES OF THIS?" she just about yells, her voice is hurt and teetering on murderous.

"It's ok, Buf," I said, standing up and walking to the door.

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We were sitting in Andi's living room watching an old black and white movie that Cyrus and Jonah convinced us to watch. I tried to focus but the walls were too close together and it was too small in the house. I stood up.

"I'm going on a walk, who wants to come with?" I said, gesturing to the door. Buffy stands and follows me outside in silence.

We walk for a while in silence before Buffy broke it. "What do you want?"

"I'm going to love them either way," I say, resting a hand on the bump.

"I don't mean that, but like, you have to have a preference," she insists. I nodded in semi agreeance.

"I guess I've always wanted a girl, and I think two boys would be over the top. Two girls would be over the top too, stealing each other's men and friends," I say as we turn the corner. Buffy humms which I take as an approval of my opinion.

As we round another corner the sky opens up, sheets of rain pouring down on us. We look at each other and take off running back towards the house.

When we step inside, soaked and panting Andi has a song playing over the house speakers.

Simmer down, simmer down

They say we're too young now to amount to anything else

But look around

We worked to damn hard to give it up now

If you don't swim, you'll drown

But don't move honey

You look so perfect standing there

And I know now that I'm so down

Your lipstick stain is a work of art

I got your name tattooed in an arrowed heart

And I know now that I'm so down

Conversation was flowing around us but I couldn't make out any of the words. All I could do was look at Buffy who had a strange and unreadable look in her eyes. Her once flat-ironed hair was starting to curl from the rain and her tank top was plastered to her with rain. I could feel my hair pressed against my face, but she moved it aside and pressed a quick kiss to my cheek before walking off and joining a conversation while I stood stunned.


A/N: The I used is called 'You look so perfect' by 5SOS. Sorry, this was so late and I'll try to update more oftenly!