The Heartbreak Factor - Part Four

Hand-in-hand with Katy, we strolled down the high street, heading back towards our house after a chilled out afternoon with JJ and Elle. I wasn’t planning on leaving the house yet. The funeral was only three days ago and I still wasn’t comfortable with leaving the comfort of my own bed, let alone the house. But I reluctantly agreed to go around to JJ and Elle’s flat. They said it was to spend some time with Katy and let me have a few coffees with Elle to catch up but I knew they were doing it because George asked them to keep an eye on me while he was away, spending time doing some songwriting.

“Mummy!” Katy beamed, pointing into the shop front as we walked past. 

I quickly glanced to where she was pointing to but didn’t take much notice as I was just focusing on getting home as quick as possible. It wasn’t until we were two shop fronts passed the shop she pointed in that I realised what she was pointing at. Retracing a few steps, I looked more closely into the shop’s window. It turned out to be a newsagent.

“Sammy Jones Baby Trauma.” 

There it was. Underneath the headline of the magazine was a photo from the paparazzi of us all gathered at the church on Friday. My heart sunk to the pit of my stomach. It never crossed my mind about the media finding out. I guess it was the least of my worries. 

Quickly, I took hold of Katy’s hand and continued to walk down the street as if nothing had happened. A smile on my face suddenly appeared. Although it wasn't sincere, it did the trick as a few passersby smiled back at me. 

The second we got back to our house, Katy waddled into the lounge, collapsing onto the sofa in exhaustion as I walked into the study and turned on George’s laptop. Sitting down on the leather chair, I began to do something I hadn’t done in ages - searched my name on Google. Within seconds, hundreds upon hundreds of results appeared on the screen and I read each one in turn. 

I clicked one.

“Parents’ Worst Nightmare for Sammy Jones.”

“The X Factor 2012’s golden couple, George Shelley from Union J and Sammy Jones, are rumoured  to have lost their baby. Announcing just a few weeks ago via an extremely cute Twitter video as they told their two-year old daughter, Katy, the couple both seemed over the moon at their news of expecting twins. Their relationship hasn’t always been an easy ride - Christmas 2014, they announced their engagement which was later called off just days before they were due to wed in 2015 but finally made round to marrying one another just a few months ago. Sammy, who is also known for have dated heartthrob Justin Bieber, was due to give birth to the twins in February.” 

I stopped reading as I clicked the return button and clicked a second link.

“George Shelley Sammy Jones Miscarriage.”

“For any parents - expecting or current parents, it is easy to say the biggest worry of parenthood is the idea of something happening to their children. An insider for our magazine have told us that Sammy Jones and Union J’s George Shelley sadly lost one of their twins a week ago.” 

Below was a screenshot of the video we uploaded just three weeks ago announcing our baby news to the world. Our smiles were so genuine and full of joy - not sadness as they were now replaced with. 

“George, pictured to the left leaving the studio five days ago - just days after the miscarriage is supposed to have happened, is said to be coping with the news but his wife, on the other hand, has been spotted at the pharmacy picking up antidepressant tablets.” 

Well, that was a complete lie. I hadn’t stepped foot in a pharmacy since I can remember and I hadn’t been taking any medication, apart from painkillers, pregnancy vitamin supplements and the tablets the doctor had given me to prevent my blood from clotting. 

Raging, I continued to read on. 

“Representatives for Sammy and George are yet to release a statement concerning the news but our   insider has commented saying the couple’s surviving baby is doing well and is due for February 2018.”

I wanted to stop reading more articles but I went back to Google and clicked a third one. 

“Sammy Miscarriage”

“Just three weeks ago Twitter exploded with excitement as Sammy Jones and her beau, George Shelley, announced they were expecting twins with the help of a cute video featuring their incredibly gorgeous daughter, aged two. Rumours speculated throughout the week regarding the babies’ well being as photos were released of the couple, who found love on the ninth season of the UK’s X Factor in 2012, attending a church service in North London with their close friends and family - all dressed in black. Sadly, a representative from SONY - the label Sammy is currently signed to - confirmed yesterday that Sammy did miscarry one of the twins.”

Clicking on a fourth one, I silently promised myself it would be the final one.

“Heaven Gained An Angel”

“With greatest sympathy I write this article as the news that Sammy Jones who found fame on 2012’s X Factor has suffered a miscarriage with one of her twins. Just 22 days ago, Sammy and her husband, George Shelley of Union J - another 2012’s X Factor runner up, announced they were expecting twins. The smiles on their faces in photos since then have been enough to make even the happiest man jealous. The couple have been smitten with their two-year old daughter, Katy, since they introduced her to the world in 2015.” 

Something was making me want to read on. 

“I first met Sammy when she was an X Factor finalist about to participate in the live shows back in September 2012. She was a naturally beautiful, talented and caring teenage girl - she’s now a mature, still as beautiful, still as talented, and still as caring young woman, wife and mother. Certain press outlets have it in for her, accusing her of all sorts of rubbish but I know for a fact it is just that - rubbish. It breaks my heart to know that something as awful as losing a baby has happened to her and her family - something nobody should ever go through. I hope with all my soul that the rest of her pregnancy goes to plan and her baby is born healthy and happy. My thoughts go out to her, George and Katy through this terrible time.”

Wiping a tear off my cheek, I closed the top of the laptop and sat back into the chair, looking out the window at the garden that was now covered in a drizzly fog. I still didn’t know how to feel. It hurt to think about it all. I just wanted it all to go away.