Dodger: What are you saying bitch?  Have you gone completely mad?  It is not my bastard.  I dont believe you.  You just want to put him on my back and conscious, and in any case you are not going to keep it and thats that, do you hear me smack face?

I dont fucking care mine or not!  You are going to see a doctor soon and I will arrange everything.  I am taking you there.  Dont worry I will take care of the whole thing.  I will even pay for the operation.

She looked at him trying to steady herself and feel strong enough to face him.

: Thanks, but no thank you.  I told you I am not having an abortion.  I am keeping this baby.  I dont want you to pay for anything.  I dont need it, keep your fucking dirty money you bastard.

Dodger looked at her again and this time he was really fuming.  He was going to murder her, if she insisted.  He couldnt careless if the baby was his or not.  He never wanted to be a father to anyone, ever.  He had other plans and kids were not on his mind and they would never fit in with them.

His head was working extra hard.  He was trying to deal with this thing without costing his business too much money.  He wasnt prepared to lose his best worker and the most wanted girl.  She was the chicken that laid him the golden eggs and he wasnt going to let her go so easily.

She started to move away from him and slowly taking the rest of her wet clothes off.  She grabbed a towel and started to dry herself up.  She was thinking, and hoping that hed actually let her keep this baby.  Shes already had 3 abortions and she suffered badly each time she was forced to get rid of the baby.  She was still carrying the physical, the emotional and the mental scares.  But this time she wasnt going to go through it again.  Shed rather kill herself; shed rather overdose and finish the whole fucking thing off completely.  She didnt care about the money or fucking Dodger, the greedy bastard.  All she cared about was having this baby and getting the chance to keep it.