Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters, apart from Lillie

The young girl curled up in pain. She couldn’t handle this, she couldn’t bear the pain, the sadness, the worry. She shook her head at the nurse, trying to stop her bringing the bundle.

"I don’t want it!" she cried. "I don’t even like it!"

Her mother entered the room. "You’ve got to see her," she coaxed.

"I can’t," the girl wailed. "Take it away!"

The nurse looked at her oddly, but the mother sighed, and took the bundle from the nurse.

"See, honey?" she asked her daughter, gently, showing her. "Isn’t she cute?"

"No!" cried the girl. "She hurt me!"

"If you don’t want her, at give her a name," the mother coaxed again.

"Fine," snapped her daughter. "Lillie."

"Lillie?" asked the nurse. "Isn’t that a beautiful name?"

The girl curled up again, trying to block out the images of the attack, which had resulted in her unwanted child. She tried to block out the pain she had felt for the last nine months, and the sadness she now felt, when she didn’t want the child. Everyone had expected her to fall in love with the baby when she saw it, but the girl hated Lillie even more than ever. She couldn’t possibly keep her.

"Get rid of it!" howled the girl again.

"Oh, honey," sighed her mother, disappointed. "If that’s what you really want."

"Yes," snapped the girl. "I never want to see her again. Never, Mom."

As the mother took the child away, the new mother broke down and cried. She didn’t want the child, but she felt awful about turning it away. She had never imagined that her first child would be sent away the moment it was born. But then, she had never imagined that her first child would be born when she was fifteen, because she was raped.

At least now, she could forget about Lillie, and carry on with her life.

I will continue this if you like it. Try and guess who the girl is – it’s Monica, Rachel or Phoebe. Please review.