One night, one too many, one boy... one mistake.

Chapter Eight.

I placed the final bag into the back of the taxi, the tears were stinging my eyes, Sophia could see that I wasn’t going to stop crying anytime soon and she hugged me tight.

“I’m going to miss you, you better text me,” she sniffed. I nodded.

“Of course I will,” I replied; unsure of how long I would be able to contact her before mum stopped the contact all together, I knew that it was only a matter of time before she did just that. I sighed and looked up at the sky, I had really fucked it up this time; I had no home and no idea where I was going to be living for the next few months before and after the baby arrived, I had a limited amount of money and limited support networks, I was unsure how I was going to fund having a child or anything considering I literally had all of the things that I was carrying with me and that was it. I needed a place to go that would take me away from this hostile and upsetting environment. After thinking for a while I decided to go and see Jake, he was an old friend of mine and I knew that he would listen to me and allow me to rant to him about this whole situation and more importantly I knew he would be able to cheer me up.

Jake lived a bit further away than everyone else and because of this we rarely saw each other, I had known him for a while now and him and I were like brother and sister, we were extremely close and we never judged each other when we told one another our secrets, and believe me we had plenty of secrets. I also knew that I could trust him and that he could trust me and that I could just wind up at his doorstep at any time and he’d welcome me in with open arms. We loved each other, not the kind of boyfriend/girlfriend love that is between a boy and a girl, but the kind of love that you share between your family members, because to me he was my family.

Just as I was about to get into the taxi my brother turned up, he looked as though he had just ran through a bunch of prickly bushes and slipped on mud on a nearby field, he was absolutely filthy, he looked at me and then at mum.Bryn was my 10 year old brother, he wasn't exactly the brightest button in the box, but he was smart when it came to cars or skating; he was a handful at times because of his ADHD but also he was such a sensitive and understanding young boy. We used to fight a lot but now that I knew that I wouldn't be under the same roof as him everyday or there to help him out if he needed it, I knew full well I was going to miss him too.

"Where is she going?" he asked. I sighed.

Sophia looked at Mum and then signalled for Bryn to come over to us, he walked over nervously, twiddling his fingers around his muddy football shirt.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Mum kicked her out," Sophia sighed.

"Why?" Bryn asked.

"I'm pregnant," I answered.

"Pregnant? You’re having a baby?" Bryn asked.

I nodded.

"I'm going to be an uncle?" he asked, jumping up and down.

I nodded once again.

"So why are you being kicked out? I thought that being pregnant was a good thing?" Bryn asked. I sighed and put my hand on his shoulder; I crouched down to his level and looked him in the eyes.

"It is a good thing, but Mum doesn't think so, she thinks I'm too young to look after a baby. She wanted me to get rid of it, but I said no and Mum got angry so I'm going away for a while, just until things calm down at home," I replied.

"Why do you have to leave though? Mum will get over it won’t she?" he asked. I sighed and shook my head.

"She thinks I'm a bad person, it is best if I just leave for a while, to let Mum calm down," I replied.