The next morning I wake up at eight. I look in the mirror. My eyes are blood shot from all the crying. My hair is stuck to my face.

I look like hell.

I pull the air to side and pick up a hair brush. I comb my hair and splash water on my face.

What am I going to do today?

I sigh. "I'll figure things out while I'm on the street." I pick up my handbag and exit the motel room. I put the key in the door and lock the room. I walk along the main street and see a salon.

Maybe, I'll feel better after a make-over.

I enter the Salon and a woman smiles at me as I enter. "Welcome to Fates Salon..." she looks at me. "Are you alright, miss?"

Tears begin to fall down my face. "Can I have a make-over, please?"

She moves out from behind the counter. "Sure, sit down and you can talk to me."

I give her a weak smile. "Thank you." I sit on the seat.

She combs her hand through my hair. "You have beautiful hair. What kind of make-over were you thinking?"

"I want to dye my hair, also have my eye brows plucked and anything else you can think of that can make me feel beautiful."

She smiles. "I'll see what we can do." She looks around the room. "Girls! I need your help with a make-over."

The girls all look at me and then they set to work.

Three hours later, the girl from the counter stands in front of me. "Are you ready for the revelation?"

I smile. "Yes,"

She spins me around to the face the mirror. "You look hot!" she whispers.

I hug her. "Thank you." I look the in mirror. They dyed my hair blonde with a few different shades, it looks natural. They shaped my eyebrows and my skin has a glow to it. I rise and move over to the counter. I pay the girl. I say "Thank you." again as I walk out the door.

They did an amazing job.

I walk further down the street and see the mall.

I might as well get some new clothes.

I enter the mall and look through the stores. I find dresses, jeans, skirts, t-shirts. I pretty much spoil myself. I carry my bags back to the motel. In the room I sort out my new clothes and put on a dress.

Dex isn't going to notice me if I go to the hospital and see my daughter.

I pick up my handbag and make my way to the hospital. As I walk down the street I hear cars honk as I walk by.

When I arrive at the hospital I head straight to the nic u. I see Dex sitting on a chair and he has his head in his hands.

Serves you right.

I move over to the window and I look at the babies. I see my daughter and smile. I see a name on her capsule.

Faith! He named her Faith? We never decided on a name. We were supposed to do that together. We were supposed to do a lot together. Until my sister ruined everything for me. I hope she's happy with what she's done. I'm going to see her once I've finished looking at my daughter.

I feel someone's arm brush mine and turn in that direction. I see Dex.

Dex turns to me. "Do you have a baby in there?"

I put on a fake English accent. "Yes,"

He smiles. "So, do I. You see the girl with the pink elephant in the bed." I nod. "She's my daughter."

I look around the room. "Where's the mother?"

He gulps and looks away. "She's gone. I messed up with her. I should have known she wouldn't hurt me. I didn't trust her. I drove her away and I don't think she's coming back."

She's standing in front of you asshole. It's a shame that he's not looking closely at me. Then maybe, he'd figure out who I am.

I look back the babies and see Faith stir. She opens her eyes and looks at me. I wave at her while Dex is looking at the ground. "I better be going. I'll see you around." I walk away from him. I make my way to my sister's room.

When I reach the room she's staying in I walk in without knocking and there's a guy on top of her. Her eyes widen when she sees me. "What are you doing here?"

I look at the naked guy on top of my sister and I yell. "Get the fuck out of here."

He pulls his clothes on and looks at Christa. "I'll be back later. We can finish what we started."

I pull my Swiss army knife out of my pocket. I look at him. "If you touch my sister I'll cut your junk off and shove it down your throat. Stay away from her. She's not good for you. She's not good for anyone."

He runs out of the room.

Christa looks at me. "My sister has balls." she looks around the room. "Where's Dex?"

I cross my arms. "You know where he is, Christa. He's at the nic u with my daughter. Do you know what your stunt cost me?"

She shakes her head.

I move over to her and I stand over the top of her with my knife in my hand. "It cost me the love of life and my daughter. He was disgusted by what happened that he wouldn't stand by me when I gave birth to our daughter. He gave me a cheque and told me to have a nice life. I'm not allowed to see my daughter." I give her the knife.

She takes it from me.

I look her in the eyes and say. "You ruined my life, Christa. Why don't you kill me?"

She closes the knife and looks me in the eye. "I don't want to kill you. I want you to know what pain is. You've always been the smarter, friendlier and popular one of us. When there was a challenge in front of you, you conquered it. Mom and Dad liked you better than." She begins to sob.

I take the knife from her. "Oh, poor, Christa. Boo Hoo! You're not the one that's missing the important moment of your child's life. When you give birth you're probably going to have people surround you and you'll get to spend every moment with your twins. That experience was robbed from me by Dex and you. For that Christa. I'm never going to forgive you. When I walk out of this room you're dead to me. I suggest you change the emergency contact person from my name to another." I move over to the door and I open it. "I hate you, Christa." I slam the door shut.

I walk back to nic u. I don't see Dex anywhere. I walk over to the nurse and I tell her I'm Faith's Mom. I wash my hands and put a gown on. I enter the room and pull Faith out of the capsule. "Mommy, isn't going to leave you. I'm going to fight for you, Faith. I love you, more than anything in this world."