His Family Bought Her

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-back in the room-

Logan and I were making small talk when we heard a knock at the door. We both turned to the door and it opened.

A tall blonde doctor came in, "Hi Crisantha, I'm Doctor Elisa Sanchez." She said before extending her hand for me to shake.

I shook her hand and she then went over to Logan and did the same, "Logan Capparelli." He said.

"Boyfriend?" She asked.

"Kind of." I said.

"Alrighty Crisantha, I hear you have an upset stomach along with a fever, cramping, and loss of appetite, correct?" She said while swiping her card to log in.

"Yes." I said.

"Any idea what would've caused it?"

I hesitated before saying, "Promise you won't say anything, the situation has been taken care of." She nodded and turned to me.

"I was abused for a few years before being sold. Logan pulled me out of the situation and has taken me in."

Her eyes widened, "Crisantha we have to report stuff like this."

"You can't." Logan said sternly.

"Sir with all due respect we have to."

"How much do you want?" He asked pulling out his wallet.

"I can't do that." She said.

Logan stared her down, "I have eyes all over this place. If you can't keep this, then you and whoever you tell will be gone," he snapped his fingers, "like that."

She nodded, "Crisantha, what happened while you were.. in that situation?"

My eyes began to water, "I was beaten sometimes and would often be left to starve. I've had many infections from untreated wounds that my abusers would treat with unprescribed medicine. And.." I paused choking up a little, "I was raped multiple times."

Logan grabbed my hand and began rubbing circles on the back of it. He stood up and stood in front of me and lifted my chin, "They can't get you now, you're safe." He wiped tears from my eyes.

"I really hate to ask this, but is there a chance you could be pregnant?" The doctor said quietly.

"Yes." I said looking at her.

The room was silent.

"I've known for a few days." I said in a whisper.

"Are you fucking shitting me?" Logan asked.

"I'm sorry."

"You didn't think to fucking tell me?" He was fuming with anger.

"I-" before I could get words out he left the room slamming the door.

I stayed in the room with the doctor, "Give me the tests to confirm it and then I'm leaving."

-in the car-

After leaving the room Logan went to the car. He knew he couldn't leave me here so he stayed waiting. I almost decided not to go to the car but knew better than to run.

"Logan please talk to me." I said quietly, fidgeting with my fingers.

"What the fuck do you want me to say?" He said angrily.

"Something, anything." I yelled.

"Fuck!" He yelled slamming his fists on the steering wheel, "Why didn't you fucking say anything days ago? Why didn't you say anything when I fucking saved you from hell?"

"I don't know." I said quietly.

He pulled out of the parking lot and got onto the interstate. After half an hour of silent aimless driving he asked quietly, "Do you want to keep it?"

"No." I said looking out the window.

"I know this is a stupid question, but can I ask why?"

"Because I know exactly who's it is and I don't want to have his fucking child."