"Kristen what are these?" I hear my mum shout from kitchen while I am getting ready.

Sixth form is starting again today after the Christmas holidays and I've been spending the morning trying to get my school stuff sorted.

"What are what mum? I'm busy in here," I shout back at her from the living the, currently in the middle of changing Erin's nappy.

I wait for a reply but hear nothing back I return so I carry on changing Erin, a task which is getting harder as she wiggles around in the floor.

"Can't you just stay still?" I ask the baby in front of me  who keeps moving her head from side to side.

"These Kristen," suddenly my mums voice is right next to me, a bottle of pills in her hand.

"Oh, those are my tablets for the post natal depression. I thought you knew that,"

"I know that but they're dated as the ones you should have taken in October. And when I think about it, I haven't seen you take any in months. Please be honest about it now," she says, her voice sounding sad.

Before looking at her, I finish cleaning Erin up, pulling her little leggings over her legs before sitting her up against the sofa so she can play with her toys.

"Please tell me you have been taking them," I shake my head at her in response. "Why Kristen?"

"Because I was feeling better," I murmur at her, not being able to look her in the eye.

"And since then?"

"I don't know. Some days are good. Some days are bad. I'm not like o was before though so I don't see what the problem is. It's been three months and nobody has noticed. I don't see why I need them."

"So Cory doesn't know you have stopped taking them?" I shake my head again. "Does anyone know?"

"Just you now," I tell her. "I don't get why it's a big deal. I haven't shouted at Erin like I did that one time. I'm fine now." I try and convince my mum.

"How are you feeling though?" She asks, sitting next to me on the floor.

"I told you, I'm fine," I have to stop myself rolling my eyes at her.

"Are you though? I know you went out when you were in London but before that you weren't really going out. I know it's different now cause you have a baby but you still need to be going out." I think back to when I told Jack I would plan to go to the gym with h but never did.

"A lack on interest in the outside world is still a symptom. So is withdrawing contact with people. It wasn't long after you stopped taking the tablets that you feel out with Laura-"

"- okay I get it. I might not be one hundred percent better then. What do you want me to do then?" I snap back at my mum.

For a moment she doesn't say anything, instead she leans over to Erin, handing her a toy which she has been trying to get.

"I think first of all you should go back to the doctors and see what they think. If they think you are well enough to be off then then great. If not then we'll do this together. I've been where you are now. It's not easy," my mum pulls me closer to her, kissing me on the forehead. "You also need to tell Cory."

I pause for moment, "I know I do. I'll tell him tonight. Mum?"

"Yes honey?"

"I really need to go drop Erin off at the childminders soon otherwise I'm going to beats for school,"

"Oh right. Well don't forget to talk to him tonight. We'll book an appointment sometime over the next few days," she says to me. "Go get your school stuff sorted and I'll sort Erin out," she gives me one last kiss before I sort out my belongings.

I manage to get through the remainder of the school day without any hassle. I drop Erin off at the child-minders with enough time to get to school without being late. I'm almost able to push the conversation that I had with my mum out of my head while I concentrate on my work and the importance of the green light in The Great Gatsby.

The afternoon seems to go by quite quickly. Probably because I'm dreading the conversation that I am going to have to have with Cory later this evening. Time always does go quicker when you wanting it to slow down.

Walking into my final lesson of the day –dance- I see that the studio is already filled up with people so I take a seat on the floor next to Maddie.

"Hey, how are you?" she asks me once I have taken my seat and notice that Laura is sat on her other side.

"I'm fine. Just tired you know," I tell her. I watch as she nods her head as if she understands when she doesn't really.

Not long after mine and Maddie's brief conversation, the lesson starts and we begin practising some new moves for the end of year exam. Bodies attempt to move in synch but with little success. Arms end up flailing around in the air when they are not supposed to be. People turn left when they should have turned right and all in all, it was just one big mess.

"Okay class. That was an alright first attempt and I hope to see better tomorrow. You can all leave now," Miss Hart concludes at the end of the lesson.

"Thank God that is over. I thought I was going to die during that," Laura complains as we gather our bags at the end.

"What a shame for us that you survived," I smile back at her.

"I want to tell you girls something," Maddie says to us before Laura has the chance to hit me with her bag.

"Yeah, what is it?" Laura asks her, raising her eyebrows as she does.

"I've got myself a date," Maddie practically bounces on the spot as she tells us this while clapping her hands together.

"That's brilliant. Who's the date with?" I ask, slightly confused because the last person that I knew she had feelings for is standing next to me.

Maddie takes a deep breath before she answers the question. "Her name is Leigh and I met her at my cousins birthday party. Thought I'd tell you that part before you ask," she says with a smile so wide on her face.

"Wait, how old is your cousin?" Laura asks, looking serious for a moment.

"Eighteen, why?"

"Just checking that she wasn't seven or anything like that," now it's Maddie's turn to hit Laura with her bag.

"Of course not, you idiot. Leigh is our age. She goes to the sixth form college on the other side of town. Lakeside North,"

"Ooh she's on the posh side of town," I joke with her as we leave the school building.

"Would the pair of you just shut up?" Maddie asks but her voice breaks from a serious tone into laughter.

For the next few minutes there's nothing we can do but laugh at stupid, little things. It takes us a while before we are able to catch our breath but when we finally do, we realise we are already almost home.

We part ways, not before making a couple more digs at Maddie, before we finally say good bye.

The first thing I notice when I walk through my front door is Cory sat feeding Erin in the living room. Mushed up food covers her whole face and hands along with staining her bib. She doesn't seem fazed by it though, instead she keeps laughing with each spoonful, making it harder for Cory to feed her. From where I am stood in the doorway, I see that he often misses her mouth because she keeps moving it away. He doesn't appear to be laughing as much.

"Hi," I greet him from the doorway, leaving my school bag in the hallway.

"Hi, will you tell this one to stay still while she is eating?" he asks, still struggling to feed Erin.

"I don't think that anything I could say would help," I perch down next to Erin, turning her attention towards me, causing Cory more difficulty.

"Hmm, maybe you're right." He attempts feeding her the last of the food, "I got a text from your mum earlier," he then says to me once all of Erin's food has gone.

I pause for a moment, not really sure of what I should say as I have a pretty good guess as to what that text was about. "You did? What did it say?" I ask pretending that I don't already know.

"It just said that you wanted to talk to me about something. Is that right?" I just nod my head at him.

"Let me get a drink first. Do you want anything?" I ask him.

Cory shakes his head at me and begins to take Erin out of her high chair. I make my way into the kitchen and begin to pour myself a drink. My hands shake as I lift the glass of juice to my mouth, causing me to almost spill it down myself. I put it back down before I do spill it and fish around in the medicine cabinet for my pills.

"Catch," I throw the bottle of pills towards Cory after I have made sure that he is no longer holding Erin.

He misses them but picks them up off of the floor. For a minute or two he looks confused, just staring at the bottle in his hands.

"I don't get it Kris. Why are you showing me these?"

"Look at the prescription date," I murmur quietly as I sit down on the sofa. "They are the last ones that I went and collected,"

"October? Have you been off them since then? That's great," he says, missing the point completely.

Shaking my head I tell him, "no, I haven't been taking them since then but I should have been," I admit to him.

Now it is Cory's turn to go silent as he lets what I have just said sink in. he keeps looking at the bottle of pills in his hands and then back to me, then back to the pills.

"Are you going to say something?" I ask him, not meeting his eyes though. Instead I look at Erin who is on the floor playing with some toys, trying to mimic some of the actions she sees on telly.

"What do you want me to say? You have purposefully not been taking them. For all I know, you could have been endangering Erin by doing so,"

"I wouldn't hurt her. How could you even say that?" I argue back at him.

"What about back in August when you lost it with her then? What if that was to happen again?" he yells at me, picking Erin off of the floor as he does so.

"It wouldn't have done,"

"How would you have known for certain?"

"I- I- I don't know. Why are you acting like this? I'm trying to be honest with you," I cry at him.

"Because I'm pissed off Kristen. And it's too late for honesty now. You should have told me before. No, scratch that, you should have been taking the pills. I need some air and I'm taking Erin with me," he storms over to where her pram is and gathers her stuff.

"Where the hell are you going to go?" I shout at him, following him around the house as he collects everything. "And are you just going to take my baby from me?"

"Don't be dramatic Kristen. We'll be back. Probably before your mum even gets home. I just need to some air so I can think," he places Erin in the pram and starts putting on his shoes and coat.

"What? I can't be trusted with Erin?"

"You've been lying to me for three months. How do you expect me to trust you? We're going," he says before slamming the front door in my face.

"Wellfuck you!" I scream at the closed door, flinging a shoe at it before I let thetears fall.