* Chapter Two - August's Pov *

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* Four months later *

It has been four months since Blake left for Iran and not once have i been able to speak to him, sure he phoned home but most of the time he was free i was still in school. Helena told me all about the call, telling me how much he missed everyone and how he was so happy he was over half way through his tour.

My eighteenth birthday was last month and unlike most eighteen year olds i didn't want to celebrate, so we had a quite family meal without one of the most important people in the family.

It was exactly one month away from christmas today and thanks giving was tomorrow, but i had been feeling unwell for qiute awhile so Helena had booked me in to see the family doctor. I had begged and pleaded not to be taken but she refused to allow me to feel ill for any longer, "August you have been ill for going on a month now, throwing up non-stop and your hardly eatting, your wearing away and i shall not see one of my children suffer so pull your big girl panties up and get this over with", Helena snapped as she pulled into a parking place outside the red walled building. Why would you have a doctors office in a building made with red bricks, didn't anyone think it looks like a building made out of blood?. My fear of any thing to do with doctors and hospitals started around the time my birth parents were killed, what no-one mentioned was i was in fact in the car and i could see both my parents, they were both covered in blood and their eyes were wide open but not blinking, at ten years old that was something no-one should have to see.

Sighing because i knew she would drag me in there if she had too i forced myself to calm down and followed a now pissed off Helena into the building. "Hello can i help you" a pretty blonde hair lady asked Helena when she stopped in front of the desk, Helena smiled forcing the pissed of expression to fall from her face, "I made an appointment for my daughter August Hale", yes she called me her daughter but i still held my family name, i still called them Helena and Mark, i was grateful they took me in but they weren't my parents, they were both buried four thousand miles away. "Oh yes, please take a sit and the doctor shall call you in shortly". Giving the lady her thanks Helena took hold of my hand and pulled me to the waiting area, a few people were already sitting down, a woman with a small baby in her arms and toddler playing by her feet along with a snot nosed middle school kid beside her, a older man sat with one hand on a walking stick and the other holding a tissue under his nose, and then a young couple the girl rubbing her swollewn stomach she looked just about ready to pop. "August Hale?", i heard my name being called causing me to snap my attention to the middle aged woman wearing a dark green skirt suite. "Right here" Helena called out before standing, "August come on", she said before smiling at the doctor, "Sorry she doesn't like the doctors very much", the doctor smiled and looked at me as i made my way over, "There is nothing to fear August", i nodded and i couldn't help but think how that wasn't ture, there was loads to fear from just being in this waiting room, the amount of germs you could get from being surround by others who were ill, yuke.

"My name is Rachel Greene and i understand you haven't been feeling to well for awhile now?", the doctor spoke to me, i nodded my head before looking out the window. "Okay, so can you tell me what it is that has been happening?", before i could open my mouth Helena started to speak. "Well i noticed August was always picking at her food, than the next moment i would hear her throwing up, to be honest i don't think she is poorly but she is stuffering from a eatting disorder", my eyes grew wide, what the hell?. I couldn't believe Helena had dragged me here because she thought i was making myself sick, well if i was i would stop it, does she seriuosly think i like feeling my food force it's way out my throat, no i don't. "Oh well, August is that true?", i shook my head, "I just can't keep anything down, i'm not making myself sick" i said looking right into Helena's eyes and all she did was shake her head as if i was in denile.

"Well okay, i'll check you over and do some tests". With that i was told to change into a gown and then i was turned into a pin cushion because my veins refused to give blood causing her to try in different areas. She took my weight, my height and asked me to give her urine sample. When i returned she was talking to Helena and i caught the last bit of the converstaion. "Well i don't think so, she is only eighteen", when i closed the door they both looked at me, the doctor smiled but Helena frowned.

"August now i need you to be honest", i nodded while giving her the urine sample, i watched as she placed a small white strip of paper with different words written along the edgeing. "Are you sexually active?", my heart dropped into my stomach, i knew how Helena felt about having sex before marriage it was the whole reason Cassidy was married to Leo. "Um, y-yes", the doctor nodded before turning to the paper strip, Helena was looking at me wide eyed before harshly whispering. "Who?", i couldn't tell her it was her son, my supposuly adoptive brother, "August who?", Helena repeated, i was about to say i couldn't say when the doctor turned to us and smiled, "Well i guess congratulations is in order you are around three months preganat".

"A whore" Helena screamed in the livingroom while Mark sat looking at me with disappointment written across his face, i didn't know whether the disappointment was aimed at me or his wife who was calling me every name in the under the sun right now.

"Tell me who?" Helena snapped turning to face me, her eyes which had held tears in the doctors office were now red and angry. "I can't tell you" i whispered, i was still trying to wrap my head around the fact i had a baby growing inside of me, a baby, Blake's baby.

"Get out" she hissed at me, i looked at her wide eyed, she was kicking me out because i was expecting a baby. "Now Hel-" Mark started but was cut off before he even began. "Don't you dare, Now Helena me, i will not have whore under my roof, do you hear me?, do you understand what shame it shall bring on this family, a god loving family". I was lost for words, i had no-where to go, no family and i was still in highschool. "Where will i go?", i said when i finally was able to speak, tears running down my cheeks, Mark looked at me sorrow written across his face but Helena laughed, "Oh now the water works, i do not care where you go, as long as your not under my roof while your expecting that thing inside of you". With that she walked out the livingroom and upstairs, most likely collecting my things for me to leave right at this minute. Mark stood and walked over to me before kneeling down in front of me, he took hold of my hand and rubbing his thumb across my hand. "Sweetheart why won't you say who the father is? He should take responsibility for his actions as well as you", i wiped my eyes free of tears before looking at him, "I can't tell you, you will be so angry, he isn't even around anymore" the words hurt coming out of my mouth, it was true, i was alone in this, Blake didn't know the mess i was in right now, but he helped create the baby and i was the one suffering the effects alone. Helena returned from upstairs with a black bag in hand muttering to herself before returning back upstairs. Mark stood shaking his head, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his wallet. "Here take this, it should help for awhile", he place the money in my hands and without even having to count it, i knew there was well over five hundred dollars there. "No-no, i can't", he shook his head, "Sweetheart Helena may have turned her back on you, but you shall always be the little girl i welcomed into the family eight years ago, i will do my best to help you but it will not be alot". I couldn't help myself i stood up and hugged him. "I love you Mark", he hugged me back, "I love you too sweetheart".

Helena came into the livingroom holding two black bags, "Here are you things, take them and leave, never return to this house, do you understand?", i nodded and watched as Mark picked up the bags. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Helena snapped at Mark, Mark sighed, "You may have disowned her, but i haven't, i will take her to the nearest motel and come back, i expect you to have calmed down by then and we shall talk about how you have acted when i get back do you understand?", he said calmy, "Well i nev-" Helena started to shout before Mark cut her off shouting, "DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?", Helena jumped slighlty before nodding her head, she gave me a dirty look before leaving and heading into the kitchen.

Half an hour later i was in a dirty motel room alone, i had two black bags which held the only items i owned and five hundred and ninety four dollars to my name, what the hell was i suppose to do?.


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