 It's been a few weeks since me and Steve slept together and I'm worried it's coming back to haunt me. I just know it's recently that I have missed a period. It has been at least like three, four weeks or something like that since me and Steve obviously did sleep with each other. I just want all this paranoia to go away. The last thing I need right now is another baby. When it's clearer than ever that I have no future with Steve. He's chosen Kirstie over me and he acts like all of this is my fault. I don't think I let you off. Right, sit there and say why you don't think I let you off then. I think you led me on to try and be with my life. Goodbye, Stephen. He's picking Brooklyn up today and I really don't feel like talking anymore. Oh yeah, come in. Yeah, come on, Brooklyn, let's go. I think it was mad yesterday and we turned up to each other to make peace. I tried to stay with you and you just kept bringing up unnecessarily. Yeah, but it was tip or tap. Right, here, quick, come on. What are you doing today? What? What, you got plundered? Brooklyn, where are you? Mummy loves you. He's picking all of you. You know, I actually thought about things. And I did have a big chat with my dad and I realised what your problem is. OK. You always try. Or you bang out. I just want to get on with my life, you know. One more important thing to concentrate on the bloody Stephen ranking. I'm hoping my period is late because I've been so stressed out. If I'm pregnant, then I don't know what I'm going to do. You know, I don't want to bring another baby into the world during loads of problems. I've just done this pregnancy test and it is good news, right? Just a minute in time. I'm not pregnant.