Months later..

I fiddled with my fingers, sitting on the hard seat in the Doctors. I found it hard to breathe. I hope this was true. I hope I read it right. There was so many noises that went straight through my head. Beeping, crying, laughing, talking. I couldn't handle this. James took hold of my hand and squeezed it gently, trying to calm me down.

"Miss Smith?" A nurse spoke out loud, in the room. I looked straight up at the woman with a clipboard. I stood up and walked towards her, James holding on to me.

'It's going to be ok." James smiled, softly.

We both followed the woman to her office. Her office was very neat and tidy. I wish I had an office like this. James and I sat down, at the front of her desk, on 2 extremely comfy chairs. It felt so nice, considering I was sat on a rock hard chair for over 20 minutes.

"My name is Charlie Crossbay and do you know why we're here?" Charlie smiled. James and I smiled back and I nodded slowly.

"You've been here for an awful amount of time, because we have been setting stuff up. We got your call, Miss Smith and you said you wanted to double check with this, properly. So, if you would like to follow me." The young woman smiled more, opening the door to lead us out. We headed to a room with a screen, monitor and a bed.

"If you would like to lay down." She pointed to the bed and I carefully rolled on to it. I lifted my shirt up, slowly, revealing my stomach. Charlie got some cream and smeared it around.

"Lets find out, shall we." She chuckled, taking hold of something unknown. It was like a scanner. She moved it around my stomach, looking back at the screen.

"Is this true?" I asked, desperate to see the screen.

Charlie smiled, turning the screen to face me. "Since you took the test 2 months after you had sex, miss Smith, we can now clearly see the baby. Not fully developed yet, of course, but congratulations, you're pregnant!"

I looked at my gorgeous baby from the screen. I was so emotional at times like this. Even watching this stuff on TV. I cried and cried. James not crying, yet shocked, surprised and pleased. I was having another child and I didn't know what to say or do. I guess all I could do, was cry and cry until I came over the fact I was pregnant. I was so happy and amazed.

The travel home was so emotional too. Another child. I'd personally want a boy, but I didn't mind a girl. I wonder what Alice would think of this. Would she be jealous, happy? Would she be angry and devastated?

We picked Alice up from Kayla's house and went home straight away. She kept asking me why I was crying, but I didn't want to tell her yet. I wanted to wait till we had all sat down in the warmth.

We all sat down in the living room. Alice with a hot chocolate, James with a coffee and myself with a tea. I eventually stopped crying, but I knew I would start again, after I shared the news. I looked at James, giving him the sign that it was time to tell Alice. He nodded and switched the TV off.

"Alice, love." I started, getting her attention from the confusion. She looked up at me.

"Yeah?" She replied, turning her body to face me.

"We went to the doctors today." Her expression was horrible. She looked so sad and worried.

"Why? What's happened? Is something wrong? Are you ok!" She stood up.

"Sit back down, Aliceboo." I loved how James gave Alice nicknames. They were cute and he occasionally used Aliceboo the most. She followed his orders and sat back down.

"I'm pregnant." I mumbled, waiting for the response. No response. I looked back up at Alice, looking into her eyes. "You're going to have a new baby brother or sister."

She didn't respond. I thought she could've been speechless, but she was quiet for too long. Her face was emotionless. She just stared at me.

Alice's POV

No, no, no. This couldn't be true. Why are they having a new baby! They can't. That baby would get more attention than me! I stared at my mum, not having a clue what to say. I was speechless, but not in the good old way. I was angry. Jealous, in fact. I turned to my dad. He wasn't smiling. He knew I was sad, so he was.

"NO!" I screamed. I ran up the stairs, not having a clue where to go. My mind told me to go to the bathroom, and so I did. I slammed and locked the door. Pacing around the room. I hadn't a clue what to do. My future would be ruined. Wrecked. I couldn't face the future like this.

I looked in the mirror. My face was red like a tomato. My eyes followed the bath tub. Drown myself? Then I looked at the razors. Should I do this? Should I harm myself, just because of a new baby? A sibling? A new family member? For all I know, this baby could die at birth and I'd be cutting myself for no reason. I felt I HAD to do this and let the anger out on myself. Or, I could make the babies life misery. Or, threatening works. I took the razor and stormed downstairs, shoving it in my pocket.

"Listen up." I demanded, standing in front of the TV. My parents looked at me, wide eyed.

"Alice?" My dad questioned. I didn't say anything.

I pulled out the razor from my pocket and held it in front of my face. "You know, I wanted to cut myself. I wanted to die before this baby was born. I thought my future would be hell. You would give this baby all of your attention and forget me. You would think I'm worthless and old enough to do things myself. You would have this baby as your favourite kid."

"Baby, we would never choose this baby over you! And we definitely would not pick favourites, ignore you or think you're worthless." My dad stood up and pulled me towards him.

"What he said." My mum sobbed.

I looked at them both. I wanted to give them a choice. Either have an abortion and keep me. Or lose me and have this kid. I knew it was too hard and harsh, though. I'm not that mean. Then I thought about saying, have the baby and I cut myself or don't have the baby and I don't cut myself. I couldn't make them choose.

I dropped the razor on the floor and hugged my dad. I loved them both, but I was still angry they were having a baby.

Joseph's POV

"WHAT! WHO TOLD YOU THAT?" I snapped at my slave.

"Uh..um..Alice." My daughter cried out. I knew she was desperate and scared. I knew she wanted to leave and escape from me, but she wouldn't dare.

"You're telling me, Kayla, that Alice told you Daisy was having a baby?" I had to ask again. I had to.

"Yes."

Don't get me wrong, I'm happy Daisy is having a new child but this would ruin my opportunities. What if Daisy gave birth on the day she gets married? My plan won't work. This was stupid. She must have an abortion or she won't know what hit her.

"Tell Alice that Daisy needs an abortion." I spat at her, as her rags dragged a long the floor.

"Ok." She mumbled and went to her bedroom to get changed.

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Heys.

Kayla, you naughty girl! :O

So, I think it's about time I dedicate chapters to people. But I don't give free dedications. :3 I will give you some questions that you should answer. First person to answer in the comments or inbox, gets this dedication. I will do 5 questions each chapter! :)

1) When is Joseph's Birthday?

2) What was Daisy and James' old Orphanage called?

3) Why did Kayleigh get shot?

4) Who is Lydia?

5) Who was Joseph's prison mate called?

I hope you all have a brilliant day, night, morning, afternoon. Goodnight everyone. ~Eireann. xx