𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞✔

𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚁𝚃𝚈- 𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃

Dedicated to the one that motivates me to keep updating dianekleine

And I don't wanna be another heart in your graveyard
In the cold hard dirt that you throw down
I don't want to watch you drive away in a black car
To a new bar so you can find another

~Zoe~

I was going through stress. Stress of all kinds, especially mental stress and that, wasn't good or healthy for my baby. I may not have known who the father is or where he comes from but. I can't bring myself to get rid of this baby. Believe it or not, I've become sentimentally attached and protective of my Baby even while he is in my tummy.

I was 13 weeks pregnant now and mom has  been taking me to the anti natal to see the growth of the baby. Mom isn't happy but still, she doesn't have the mind for me to go for an abortion for a million and one reasons. I on the other hand couldn't help but feel attached to the baby.

Like I said earlier sleeping in Chloe's room has not been easy at all. As aside from the constant fear of her hurting me in my sleep, I can't stand her snoring, gosh it soo loud And I wonder how everyone in the  neighborhood can't hear it. As if that not enough she sleep talks a lot and sometimes when I've had enough of it I end up going to the parlor to sleep. Once it's day break I quickly tidy up the parlor and head up to Chloe's room before anyone else wakes up.

Our mock exam ended two days ago and under 24 hours the results where out. It really baffles me how they were soo fast in collating results of over 100 students preparing for WAEC and NECO. Thinking about  the mock exam we wrote made me remember the exam malpractice I was being accused of. Of
cause  I was innocent but because of my bad reputation in school it was quite difficult for the school body to believe me.

Right there and then under heavy invitation I have to do the English exam all over again. after thorough scrutinization they let me go finally believing I was innocent. The Fact remains that someone must have squeezed that paper into the band of my skirt on purpose but who. No name was coming to mind so I decided to let it slide, besides there was  no point on pointing fingers at anyone right now because the result of the exam show how awful I performed.

Not a single A or B in the results and mom made sure to punish me properly for that despite being aware that I am pregnant. I've have to mop, wash and scrub the walls in the bathroom of her room for 3 days straight. She made me cook dinner for those 3days as well and every single one was a disaster which I had to eat all by myself. In short life wasn't rosy for me at all, it was pitch black and the worse part is I can't Bring myself to think, talk less of even talking about commit suicide.

I wasn't suicidal, well at least not yet. I still have this hint of hope that all this will blow over and when I think back on this days it's something I would laugh about. Hence why I am  trying my possible best to pay attention to the Geography teaching who was taking us revision on all the topics we've covered so far.  Since most of us didnt exactly nail the mock exam  we did in geography she thought it best  that we treat it at the moment.