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I winced in pain as I curled up in bed.

"Can I get you anything?"

Kyle asked as I wrapped my arms around my bump.

"Fergal."

I sobbed.

"I'll ask Mandy but...I can't promise anything."

Kyle said as he stood up and walked out of the room. A couple minutes later, Mandy and Fergal came in.

"Pam."

Fergal said as he looked at me sympathetically. He went to step closer to me but Mandy pulled him back.

"Please Mandy. Please. I need him."

I sobbed as I sat up.

"No. Do you really think I'm going to give you the chance to take my boyfriend?"

"I'm not your boyfriend."

Fergal snapped at her.

"Fergal, please."

I whimpered as I sat up in bed.

"I'm sorry baby."

Fergal said as he walked out of the room. Then Mandy smirked at me as she left. My heart shattered. How the fuck could Fergal leave me like this? Especially when I was in so much pain. He never left me when I was like this.

I pushed myself up off the bed and slowly walked out of the bedroom. When I got to the hall, I found Mandy and Fergal making out. I felt sick to my stomach. I felt dizzy. I felt like I was gonna pass out right then and there. Then I just saw red.

"I hate you!"

I screamed at both Mandy and Fergal.

"Pam."

Fergal started.

"I hate you both so much! You didn't have to make out with her Fergal! You don't have to listen to her! But you did! And you're leaving me high and dry. Fuck you."

I said as I shoved him. Then I just started hitting and slapping Fergal. All of my anger and frustration was finally coming out.

"Pam, stop it!"

Fergal yelled as he grabbed my wrists. I could barley see from all the tears in my eyes. I slowly fell to the ground as I sobbed.

"I wanna go home. I wanna be at home with my kids and Flex and I just wanna be at home."

I sobbed. Fergal hugged me as I continued to sob into his shoulder. I wanted to be home so badly. I wanted to be anywhere than here. Just being here made me depressed and was stressing me out to the point where I'm getting sick. Hell...I would rather be dead than here right now...

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