A Call For Help

A demon

I woke up and stretched then I got this feeling like I had to throw up so I ran to the bathroom. In the middle of it I felt someone grab my hair and hold it back for me. When I was doing I flushed, washed my hands and brushed my teeth. I turned around and seen jullisia standing there.

"Hun I knew when you walked in this house. But I figured you already had a lot on your plate." She said looking worried.

"What did you know?"

"Your pregnant Chile!"

"No I would you know? You barely know me." I asked confused.

"Child a mother knows."

Oh my gosh. I can't be that would mean Victors the father. I don't believe in abortion. Why does this have to happen to me?

"I'll take you to the clinic if you would like?"

"Um...yes."I said trying to collect my thought.
As we headedto the clinic the only thing on my mind was what I was going to do with a child. One by a demon at that. I would never abort an Innocent child but damn! What if he turns out like his father? I would just die. When we got inside the clinic I signed I and waited for my name to be called.
"So what are you going to do if your pregnant?"
"Well I dont believe in abortions no matter what the situation so I guess I just have to live with it. Every child deserves a chance." I told jullisia
"Karmalise!" The nurse called
Welp thats my cue. I told jullisia I would be back and followed the nurse. When I got to the room she had me go pee in a cup then got my vitals. She asked a couple of questions about when my last menstruation was and said the doctor would be In soon.
When the doctor came in he had a grim look on his face.
" is everything okay doctor.." I trailed off not knowing his name.
"Doctor craig... and no I have some bad news."
" Well whatever it is just spit it out im getting used to things not going my way."
"Well Karmalise...you've been carrying a dead baby for a month now. Im sorry for you loss ma'am. But we have to get you into surgery to remove the fetus as soon as possible."
I sat there for a minute and then realized maybe this was gods way of helping me. By taking away from my stress. I told the doctor ok and that I neededto inform my "mother" who was in the waiting room.