Amy's POV:
Scott stared at me gobsmacked and then he threw his arms around me. "Amy! It's gonna be ok" he said. I nodded as a tear rolled down my cheek. Scott held me tight just as Mitch walked in with Yasmin. "Amy! What's wrong?" Mitch asked. "I'm pregnant Mitch" I said.
Everyone was ok with the pregnancy now. The cold was getting through our make shift door. I started to cough and within 2 seconds, Scott was by my side checking if I was ok. "Dude. I'm fine" But he didn't look convinced. He looked as though he would wisk me to a hospital or something close just to keep me safe. I smiled at him but he didn't look convinced. I sat on the floor and breathed deeply but my coughing kept happening. Mitch and Yasmin looked at me with concern clear in their eyes. "I'M FINE GUYS" I said, knowing they were all listening. They still didn't look convinced.
I was sorting through a bunch of old things Mitch had found left outside our 'door'. I started to cough and cough. Scott appeared with Mitch and Yasmin whilst I was having a coughing fit. I coughed so hard I threw up what little food I had eaten. "Lie down" Mitch ordered as he opened my sleeping bag. I stared at him with a unamused look. "Now Amy" He said. I looked to Scott for support, who apparently appeared to be no use what so ever. He took my arms from behind and walked me to the bed. "Lie down" He said in a monotone voice. I was slightly scared. "I will get a cloth and clean it up" Yasmin said. "No. I'll do it" I said as I sat up really quickly. "Not a bloomin' chance" Mitch said as he tucked me into the bed. I looked at them desperately, but it was no use. Oh well, best get some sleep while I can.
Scott's POV:
She is sick. We are in hell, she is pregnant and now she is sick too. I am going to be a crap father! I can't even look after the girl I knocked up!!!
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Runaways
Adventure4 people. Strangers. All convicts. All whose lives are now on the line and they need each other to survive.
