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it had been about two weeks since christmas, and juno was worried. damon was back on tour, and juno was waking up every morning feeling like shit, and even throwing up some days. juno didn't want to be pregnant. she was still young, and her career had just began to takeoff. overall, it wouldn't be a good environment for her to raise a child in.

juno didn't want to be alone while she took a test, so she called one of the only women she was close to, yasmin le bon. juno had known yasmin since she was young, and she had married simon when juno was 15. yasmin was amazing. like the older sister she never had, that she could talk to anything about.

yasmin was over in a heartbeat, rushing through the door with a tescos bag, carrying three pregnancy tests, as well as some chocolate buttons, either as a sympathy treat, or a good treat. yasmin sat out front of the bathroom as juno took all three pregnancy tests. as soon as she put them on the counter, she left the bathroom so that she didn't have to wait in anticipation.

"i'm so scared yas... i'm not ready to be a mum".

"i know junie. it's okay. we'll sort everything out".

juno forced a smile. "can you look first? i'm too scared".

yasmin nodded and opened the bathroom door. her and juno walked in, and yasmin walked over to the counter. she took one quick glance, and her stomach dropped. she slowly looked back up at juno, who could tell what the test said just by looking at yasmin. she immediately burst into tears, yasmin holding onto her as her knees gave out.

after a one hour breakdown, juno finally pulled herself together, sitting on the couch with yasmin, who had been consoling her for an hour.

"i need to tell damon".

"are you sure"?

"one hundred percent. he deserves to know.. even if i don't keep it".

yasmin nodded, and juno grabbed her cellphone that was sat on the coffee table. she pulled the antenna, and dialed the phone number of the hotel he was in. the phone ringed for a bit, before a soft, docile voice, undoubtedly grahams, answered the phone.

"hello"?

"hi gra, it's juno. is damon in"?

"oh, hi juno! yes, one second". juno could then hear a muffled 'it's juniper' before she heard damon pick up the phone.

" 'ello my love". a slightly tipsy sounding damon said.

"damon, i'm not sure how you're gonna take this, but please hear me out before you get angry".

"is everything alright"?

juno's heart was racing. she gulped down the lump in her throat, bouncing her leg as she mustered up the balls to tell him. "no. i'm pregnant damon".

there was a pause, before damon replied. "you're not joking"?

"no damon".

"are you kidding! that's amazing juno! oh my god.. graham she's pregnant"!

"damon! keep it down! i don't want a baby".

"just think about it juno, we could get a little house, paint a little nursery for it"-

"damon, stop".

"please.. just think about it, okay"?

"...okay. can you put graham back on the phone"?

"yeah sure... god i'm so excited. bye"! damon was grinning from ear to ear as he passed the phone back to graham, who was his hotel roommate.

"congratulations juniper"! graham exclaimed.

"graham, i don't want to keep it. i'm not ready".

"oh... um.. you know, there's a planned parenthood in london".

"graham, please font let damon get too excited".

"i won't. best of luck, talk soon".

juno hung up and began crying into yasmins shoulder once more. "he's so excited to be a dad, yas". she sobbed, yasmin stroking her hair.

"i know junebug... it's gonna be okay. sleep on it, and if you still don't want it tomorrow, i'll drive us up to london and we'll take care of it, okay"? yasmin said, pulling juno off of her and wiping the tears off of her face.

"can you spend the night? the guest bedroom is set up".

"of course i can. now come on, let's get you ready for bed".

juno brushed her teeth and washed her face, before heading to her bedroom to change. while she was changing, she looked at her hare torso in her floor length mirror, holding her stomach, which was still flat, but she somehow managed to feel where the fetus would be. juno was very much pro choice, but it still hurt to have to end what could've become a life, when it comes to her own body.

as much as she'd love a daughter, who she could raise to become the badass feminist that her mum was, she knew now was not the time for her. she was a recovering addict, living a very busy life, and had only been with the baby daddy for seven months.

once juno got into bed, yasmin brought her a cup of tea, and told her that she'd be in the guest room if she needed anything. she also asked if she could tell simon, so he know why she'd be staying over. juno ended up saying yes. she loved and trusted her brother dearly, and knew he wouldn't be upset with her. he had raised her to be able to be open with him about stuff like that from a very very young age.

juno was up almost all night, pondering on what she should do. no matter how many excuses she made to herself, she. ended up deciding that abortion would be the right choice for her, and by eight o'clock that morning, her and yasmin were in the car, on their way to london. juno had packed a bag for a couple nights, where she would stay with yas and simon.

juno cried silently as the procedure was happening, partially from pain, but mainly from the plethora of emotions she was feeling. yasmin was holding her hand, rubbing her palm with her thumb as the abortion took place, constantly whispering reassuring words for juno.

soon enough, juno was ready to go, and the two drove to simon and yasmins house. as soon as juno walked in the door, simon ran over and pulled juno into his arms, juno starting to wail into his shoulder. simon kissed her head, and kept telling her everything was gonna be okay.

damon would be coming back in a week. juno decided it would be best to tell him in person, and was dreading the day more than anything.

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