I couldn´t find Maxy´s last name somewhere so I just made one myself. Just so you know.

Maxwell Harper

Fifteen year old Jessica Harper was in the city of London, it was Friday night, and she was on her way home after an evening with her friends.

Suddenly, she heard someone sneak up behind her, And she looked back.

"Oh no."Jessica thought. "Not him. Anyone but him."

But It was "him". He sneaked up closer, putted his jaw just above her shoulder and whispered.

"I´ll give you hell, for cheating on me. But if you just remain calm, everything will work out nice and smoothly."

"No." Jessica said. "Marc, you don´t have to do this."

"No." Marc whispered. "But I want to get revenge." Then he grabbed Jessica´s jacket, and started to pull her to a dark alleyway.

"No Marc, Marc please don´t….stop it please," Jessica begged but there were no way to stop him from what he was on his way to do. Then Marc pulled Jessica´s trousers down, and pushed her so she fell down on the ground.

When Jessica arrived home the tears came streaming down her face, as she saw that her mum was awake.

"Jess, is that you?" her mum asked when Jessica opened the door. She didn´t answer, she just said one word.

"Mum." That was the only word that was needed, her mum heard that something was wrong so she rushed to the hall.

"What´s happened to you?" mrs Harper asked, when she saw all the bruises that Jessica had on her face.

"Marc," Jessica said. Before she fell into her mum´s arms sobbing unstoppable.

"There dear" Mrs. Harper whispered in to Jessica´s ear stroking her dark hair. "It will be alright"

"I´m only fifteen mum, I´m not ready to have a kid myself." Jessica whimpered. And her mum let go of her. With her hands on Jessica´s shoulders.

"Marc did what?" she said.

"He…" Jessica began. But got interrupted when her dad came downstairs, dressed in his pyjamas.

"Jessica, honey what´s happened." He asked.

"Marc, have done something really horrible to our little girl, Mrs. Harper said, before Jessica could answer him.

"That´s it." Mr. Harper said. "I´m calling the police

Nine months later.

"Now, are you sure you don´t want to keep him?" Mrs. Harper asked when she and Jessica stood outside a care home for babies and toddlers. "You know, you can still change your mind."

"I´m sure." Jessica said, she held young Maxwell in her arms, and were about to leave him.

"Let´s go in then." Mrs. Harper said.

"So this is Maxwell Harper." A social worker said about ten minutes later, when they all were sitting in the office of the care home.

Jessica nodded.

"You´re Jessica Harper, but I haven´t got the name of the father. Do you know who the dad is?"

Jessica nodded.

"Marc Leyston." She answered.

"So that´s it then." The care worker said. "you two can go now. I´ll take care of Maxwell from now."

Jessica gave Maxwell a kiss on his forehead, and whispered.

"I´m so sorry Maxy, but it´s the only choice I´ve got."

Then Jessica stood up, and walked out of the house. But after this…not a single day went by without her thinking of her son.

I don´t know what you think, but I´m satisfied with this chapter.