Rising From The Ashes

Chapter 4

Trigger warning: This chapter mentions abuse and abortion. Read at your own risk!!

*2008*

Madelyn sat in the living room terrified of making Corey mad but she had to tell him. He was waiting for the results of the pregnancy test that she had just taken. Corey was pacing the floor of the apartment. He knew that there was a possibility that this was his child but it may be someone else's because he had been allowing anyone who wanted to come over and use his girlfriend as they saw fit. He had a rule that they had to wear a condom but he knew that one or two of them didn't follow that rule.

"What the hell are the results Madelyn," he demanded.

"Positive," she whispered.

"Fuck."

She remained silent. She didn't want to set him off.

"You're getting an abortion," he demanded.

"Corey, I don't believe in abortions." she began.

"I don't care, you don't have a choice. You can either go to the clinic or I can take care of it myself, the choice is yours."

"Corey, please."

He glared at her and stormed out.

"You better make your decision before I get back," he yelled back at her.

She sat on the couch and cried. She knew that he was serious. She didn't want to abort her baby but she didn't want to face his wrath either. She knew that no matter what the baby would be gone. She sat on the couch and prayed for some other solution but with no where to go, she didn't know what to do.

He returned later that night, drunk as hell. She had fallen asleep on the couch. Corey slammed the door shut causing her to jerk awake. She stared at him as he stumbled around the apartment. It was weird because sober Corey was an asshole. Drunk Corey could be really sweet and loving. He smiled at her and pulled her into his arms. She tensed up. He kissed her lips.

"Did you make your choice?" he asked, against her lips, holding her tightly.

"I really don't want to do this," she whimpered.

"So the hard way?"

"No, I'll go to the clinic."

He nodded and let her go. She made the appointment. He went with her to make sure that she was actually going to go thru with it. She registered with the front desk. They had people yelling things at them on their way in the door and it caused her to begin to shake.

"Ms. Jaycobs," a nurse called.

Madelyn stood from the plastic chair that she had been on next to Corey. He glared at her as she walked toward the nurse but quickly put the caring and sad boyfriend act on.

"I'll be right here when you are done, babe," he said, sadly.

She just slightly nodded her head. She followed the nurse back to the procedure room. The doctor explained the procedure to her. She lay there staring at the ceiling, tears running down her face as the procedure happened. She felt dirty and disgusting. It matched the things that Corey already said about her. He was always calling her a whore and a slut. Now it was true. She hated herself in that moment. She lay there silently apologizing to the baby that was being ripped from her womb now.

After the procedure, she was told to wait before having sex again. Corey didn't care. He did what he wanted and since he had people paying him to take advantage of his girlfriend, he was going to continue. He wasn't going to give up the money for her to have any time to heal. She hated Corey, hated herself, and hated life. The only thing that he gave in about was allowing her to get a job. She was stunned to find Ashley on the job. The girl had been doing well for herself. She was with a great guy and couldn't stop gushing to Madelyn about him.

Madelyn walked through the door of her job. She had bruises on her wrist that she was hiding from everyone. She was a waitress. Ashley had quit a few weeks ago. She had Madelyn's number though because they wanted to stay in touch. Ashley was sitting at one of Madelyn's tables. She wanted to check in on her friend.

"Hey girly, how have you been?" Ashley asked.

"Not too bad," Madelyn replied.

She got Ashley's order and headed to put it in. Her sleeve rode up while she was placing the drinks on the table. Ashley grabbed her arm.

"Who did this to you?" she asked.

"No one," Madelyn replied.

"Mads, no one has the right to hurt you."

"I'm fine, Ash. I promise."

Ashley shook her head. She didn't believe a word the girl said about it. Madelyn walked away from the table. She didn't want anyone to know what was going on with her and Corey. She was going to take care of it herself like she had her entire life. She couldn't really depend on anyone because they always left her. She sighed. She deserved it all for aborting her baby anyway. She didn't deserve to be happy anymore. Her child was dead and it was her fault.

When she got home from work that night, Corey was waiting for her. He put his hand out and she handed over the tips that she made without question. He nodded his head.

"Marcus is waiting for you," he said.

She just nodded. She knew it was not worth the argument. Marcus was one of the gentler guys that came to visit her this way. They paid Corey for Madelyn's time. She on the other hand just wanted to die. She had no desire to deal with any of it anymore. She just wanted to be gone and that be the end of it.

After Marcus left, Corey came into the room. Madelyn lay on the bed, still naked. Corey just rolled his eyes.

"Go take a shower, slut," he demanded.

She glanced at him, but said nothing. He moved closer and she scrambled off the bed. He nodded his head. She went to the bathroom to take a shower. She always felt dirty, no matter how many showers she took. Corey didn't like to come have sex with her after she had been with one of her friends. She didn't feel loved anymore. She walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her.