The Next Step:Jiley's story

Mommy?

We pull up outside of my house, although we are only picking the kids up I know we will be bombarded with questions about the triplets, but they don't know that yet... I knock on the door and am quickly met my a relieved looking Dad "I'm so glad you're hear, Lottie's been crying for thirty minutes solid and we can't seem to get her to calm down." My Dad tells me, that's when I hear the distant cry's of Lottie coming from what I think is the living room. I just walk into the living room and go and pick her up, almost as soon as she's in my arms she stops crying "Somebody was just missing their Mommy," I say to her with a smile on my face "You really are such a good parent, Ri," my Mom says walking in from the kitchen, I just reply with a small smile. That's when the questions flood out of her mouth "When's the due date? Is it healthy? There is only one, right? Do you want it to be a girl or boy? Have you thought of names?" She says quickly, I just laugh and begin to explain "the due date is January 9th, they're all perfectly healthy," I say with a little smile on my face, waiting for them to figure out what that means "Wait, you're having more than one again?" My Mom asks me I just nod and then carry on "We're having triplets and we don't know the gender and we haven't really spoken about name." I finish telling her "Wait, but that's eight children," she states "Welcome to grade 1 maths mom," I say earning a laugh off my Dad and James "Are you sure you can handle that, Ri you are still very young," she reminds me "I'm sure James and I will do just fine," I reply.

Once we finally escape what felt like the never ending questions, we get in the car and head home, planning to tell Em, James' family and the studio tomorrow. When we get home we bring the five kids in and they have all fallen asleep. Enjoying the little bit of piece I am just cleaning up around the kitchen when I hear my phone ring, I walk over to see that it's Michelle, I pick up the phone expecting to hear happy, lively Michelle but instead I 'm met by sobs, confused I try and figure out what's wrong "Michelle, what's wrong?" I ask her "I can't do this." Is the only reply I get,  "Do you want me to come round?" I ask her in desperation "yeah, if you don't mind," she replies quietly "I'll be round in 10." I tell her before ending the call. I walk upstairs knowing that James is up there trying to sooth a crying Dom "James, I need to go to Michelle's, don't ask any questions because I don't know but just look after the babies, I'll be back in a couple of hours, oh yeah and don't drop any of them," I tell him with a giggle at the end "Okay, don't be long." He says but I barely hear him because I'm already out the door and almost in the car. Once I'm in the car and on the road I begin to wonder what's wrong with Michelle.

I arrive at Michelle's house, she moved out of her parents a few weeks ago, and walk up to the front door, knocking it I prepare myself for any eventually. When she finally opens the door I pull her into a tight hug and let her lead me into the living room. She gets me to sit down before going to get something from upstairs, confused I sit down and wait. After about a minute she reappears with her hands behind her back. Silently she pulls her hands out from behind her back holding a pregnancy tes, I reached out for it and read the result, Positive.