A/N: Things are changing again ;)

"It's just a stomach bug, Ben had it last week," Kirstie spoke matter of factly over her shoulder.
     "Then why are we in the drug store?" Taylor followed her closely.
     "Bound to be something for a stomach bug," she was far too calm.
     Taylor glanced around the aisle even though she didn't have to, "Yeah, in the women's aisle."
     "Taylor, stop, what do you want me to say?"
     She stared deadpan at her best friend, "Clearblue or First Response?" Her eyebrow quirked.
     Kirstie's lip quivered and she blinked repetitively.
     "Sweetie," Taylor drawled, pulling her best friend in close. "I didn't want to judge, but you and Ben were-"
     "I don't think it's Ben's," Kirstie sniffled.
     Taylor's eyes widened but she kept Kirstie close, "Oh shit."

A/N: Sorry it's short, but this part has a lot of shorter chapters, so I'll try an update more often, I mean it this time :P

What do you think Part C has in store for Kirstie?

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Hannah :)