I sat up in my bunk. I grasped my stomach and winced in pain. I groaned loudly and curled up in a ball to try and ease it. My throat felt tight and my stomach was churning. "Ow," I breathed. I rolled onto my front but it only made it worse.
"Kay'?" Abby asked sleepily. She had pulled back my curtain and was looking up at me. "Are you okay?" she asked.
"No," I shook my head.
"Why?"
"I've got really bad stomach cramps. I feel kind of sick too," I explained.
"Shall we go into the front lounge? I'll find you something,"
"You don't have to," I muttered.
"We get home by seven this morning. I can sleep then," she said quickly.
"Thanks," I tried to smile. She helped me down from my bunk and led me into the front lounge. I sat down onto the sofa. Abby came with a glass of water, some pills and a sick bowl. She handed them to me and I took the tablets quickly. I held the sick bowl and took deep breaths. I felt sick come up but go back down again. I started to shake and tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Shh. . ." Abby soothed. She rubbed my back and I leant against her shoulder. She stroked my hair and kissed my head. "You'll be okay," she reassured me.
"Why do I feel like this?" I sighed. I wiped my eyes and pushed the bowl away angrily.
"I don't know,"
"Unless . . ." I trailed away.
"What?"
"No. No. Oh crap. No," I spat. I got up and hurried to get my phone. I looked at the calendar and counted the days. My eyes widened and I threw my phone down.
"What's wrong?" Abby asked urgently.
"I've missed a period," I muttered.
"No," Abby gasped.
"I'm pregnant," I started to cry again.
"You don't know that,"
"Oh no. Mike will kill me. He won't marry me,"
"Deep breaths," Abby reminded me. I breathed deeply but started to panic. I didn't want this. I peered out of the window and saw we were at a truck stop. Abby looked too. She got up and took her bag.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm buying you a test. Then we can deal with it but until we do it we can't," she explained.
"Thanks, Ab'," I nodded. She left the bus and I waited. An image of myself holding a little baby with Mike's hair came into my head. He had tattoos as well. I started smiling, then stopped myself. The door opened and Abby came back in. She handed me a box. I looked down at it and bit my lip.
"Go on," she urged.
"I can't do it. Come with me," I begged.
"Sure," she nodded. We walked to the small bathroom and Abby locked the door behind us. I pulled my shorts down and sat on the toilet. Abby turned as I peed. But when I finished and I had pulled my shorts back up she turned around. I placed the stick on the side and put my hands over my face. Abby came forward to hug me and she squeezed me tight. "It's ready," she told me.
"I can't, Ab'. Am I?" I asked anxiously.
"Yeah, I'm sorry," she said.
"How am I going to tell him? He'll be so mad,"
"He might be happy,"
"He doesn't want kids, Abby. What kind of parents would we be? We spend our time smoking, drinking and getting high! We go on tour for most of the year. I slept with him on a bouncy castle for Christ's sake!"
"Calm down," she tried.
"I don't want to," I staggered.
"You need sleep,"
"No," I shook my head.
"Please,"
"You go. I just want to get ready and watch t.v. We'll be in SD in an hour," I said quickly.
"Fine," Abby muttered. "Just don't do anything stupid,"
"Okay, I promise," I nodded. Abby walked back to her bunk and I saw her curtain close. I went to mine and got out some clothes. I made my way to the bathroom and washed. Then I pulled on a denim skirt and a tank top Mike had brought me. I spent a while putting more make-up than usual on. Then I went into the front lounge and straightened my hair until the heat was burning my face. I saw Mike's jacket on the sofa. I searched it and found a joint in his inside pocket. I grabbed a lighter and lit it up. I put it in between my lips and inhaled deeply. I felt myself calm down and everything melt away. My eyes rolled back in my head and I flopped back on the sofa. I got half way through before I heard someone. I had my eyes closed and I was stretched out with my legs open and my arms in the air.
"Kay'?" Mike asked. "Why you up so early?"
"Mike. My future husband," I laughed.
"Are you high? Why are you smoking?" he asked seriously.
"I felt like it," I shrugged.
"Wow, it stinks in here. Fuck Mike," Vic commented as he walked in.
"Not me," Mike said and looked back at me. He pulled me up into a sitting position but I pushed him away. Mike sat in front of me so Vic couldn't see in between my legs. They waited while I finished the joint and watched me carefully. "What's up?" he asked.
"Nothing," I muttered.
"Kay'," he tried. He touched my arm but I stood up angrily.
"Don't touch me!" I screamed.
"Kayleigh, please," he said.
"What's wrong?" Vic asked. I went to him and hugged him urgently. He hugged me back and kissed my cheek.
"Is this about your stupid ex? Because we talked about it," Mike said.
"It's not about Mitch,"
"You started first. I just finished him off. You were okay with it,"
"I am. It's not that!" I hissed.
"Don't do this. We're getting married in a few weeks," he begged. I walked away from Vic and to the bunks.
"You won't want to," I muttered. Suddenly the bus stopped. I looked and saw we were outside Vic's house where everyone's cars were parked. Jaime and Tony were up and were gathering their things. I got all mine together and felt Abby watching me as I walked into the front lounge.
"Come on," Abby urged. Everyone walked off of the bus and stopped. People started hugging and arranging to meet up or speak soon. I just stood there. People hugged me and I ignored them. "Talk to him," Abby said before she left. I nodded mutely and watched her drive away. I got inside Mike's car and waited. He got inside and started the engine.
"You going to tell me why you're being such a moody bitch?" he asked once we'd been driving for ten minutes.
"I'm not," I replied quietly.
"Don't give me that bullshit,
"I just don't want you to hate me," I admitted.
"I could never hate you, babe," he promised. "I love you,"
"I'm sorry," I gasped.
"Are you having second thoughts? Do you want to back out? Because I understand," Mike said quietly, looking at his lap.
"I love you, Mike," I cried. "Please,"
"Please what?" he sighed.
"I just want you to drive me to your moms,"
"Moms," he echoed.
"Please," I begged.
"Fine," he snapped. He turned around and started driving faster. We came to Vivian's house and he parked up. Before I got out he took my hand urgently. "Are you going to call off the wedding?" he asked urgently.
"No. I love you Mike. I want to marry you so bad,"
"Then come home with me,"
"I need to spend some time with your parents. I swear I'll call you soon,"
"Two weeks. That's all it is, Kay'," he reminded me.
"I know," I nodded. I leant over and kissed him passionately. I pulled away then without looking back I got out of the car. I heard Mike hit something hard but carried on. I knocked the door and waited. Vincent opened the door and smiled widely at me. I started to cry and he frowned.
"Kayleigh?" he asked cautiously. I heard Mike drive away as I sobbed. Vincent wrapped his arms around me and I held onto him tight. "Vivian!" Vincent called.
"Yes?" Vivian asked briskly. I looked up and saw her. She looked alarmed by me and hurried over. She opened her arms for me and I fell into them. "What's happened? Are Mike and Vic okay?" she rushed.
"They're fine," I nodded.
"Then what?"
"I'm pregnant," I sobbed and she pulled me close to her.

Notes

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