John soon found Christine, sat on the window sill, staring out at the garden, her head resting on her knees as her arms were draped over her legs and she looked huddled up and sad, John just wanted to hold her and bathe her in kisses and cuddles until she felt better, but he knew it wasn't that easy "I am sorry if I pissed you off, I can be a real wanker Chris and I am fucking sorry, please love, I didn't meant it the way it sounded!" He stated, walking in and kneeling down beside her her, gently running the back of his fingers over her jean clad thigh,wanting to give her as much comfort as he possible could, especially after he saw the fresh tears that stained her cheeks as she turned to look at him, which she quickly tried to wipe off and mask with her sleeve.
"I am fine John, I should be the one saying sorry I guess, who the fuck knows what to do in this mess though, hey?" She shrugged and sniggered, shaking her head and sniffling.
"Chris, none of it was planned but no one is mad or angry, I love you and Mick and Stevie still will too!" John reassured, gently cupping her face.
"You just don't get the severity of it all John, this is a fucking child Mick, if my stupid body carries it to term, that is another baby of Mick's! Stevie and Mick are just trying to have a proper go of their relationship, the relationship I ruined by getting fucked by Mick!" Christine whispered annoyed.
"Chris, you and Mick both got some dodgy drugs off Lindsey, do you even remember the night?" John asked, resting his hand on her knee and she shook her head, darting her eyes away from John's loving gaze, feeling more guilty "It will all be alright, everyone will understand, darling!" John soothed.
Christine wanted to believe him, she truly did but she was so scared about how Stevie would react, she also wasn't very confident in the pregnancy after already experiencing the bleeding and cramping "Its too early to tell anyone, I'm not even well John, we both know it looks un-promising!" She frowned, raising her eyebrows and rubbing the back of her neck as she let out a heavy sigh, still feeling overwhelmed by all the mixed emotions.
"The scan showed the baby as fine though!" John smiled, rubbing her leg.
"I have been drinking and drugging since I was a teenager, I don't live a good lifestyle, my body is probably too fucked up to carry it to term, like I am too fucked up to even mother a child!" Christine laughed darkly, even though she wanted to just curl up and cry, she was used to masking her sorrow and stress with a dark joke or a laugh.
"Chrissy!" John protested, reading between her words.
"Johnny!" She replied, forcing a smile "Stop fretting, none of it matters anyway, I am being a selfish sooky bitch, tonight is about Stevie and the baby she quit her whole life-style for, so I need to get back out to her before she notices my weirdness!" Christine scoffed.
"Chris, you just found out the news of your pregnancy, you are not being a selfish sooky bitch, you are coping wonderfully and I am here for you!" John cooed.
Christine pulled back best she could while still being sat on the sill, she felt on the verge of crying and breaking down because John was being so warm and loving and that hurt her more "Enough about me, lets go pamper Stevie, move so I can get out there before she finished pissing and comes out and finds I am not there, fuck, she probably already has!" She sighed annoyed and then tried to get up. John quicky shot up off the floor and steadied her, feeling more protective of her and she looked at him shocked "Settle the fuck down, I'm not drunk!" She chuckled.
"No but you, you know, I am just looking out for you and them!" John smiled softly and awkwardly before gently placing his hand on her stomach, hoping she reacted well to him trying to show he was supportive and accepting of the baby.
