It had been two months . Two months without my period . Two months of endless throwing up . Two months of craving everything....and everyone one .
My father, called me into his "den" and be aware he is very moody today . He told me that he loved me and that he has always loved my mother, that I'm his favorite child. I couldn't take him seriously . My father is a person who does things only when they're intoxicated . I knew 10 to 20 minutes from now he will go back to being a horrible man he was going to be, or the horrible man he made himself .
He kissed my forehead.
Hasn't kissed me since I was 3 years old .
I couldn't tell him that I was pregnant, at least I think I am . How could I not be pregnant ? I mean he did put his baby juices in me . There was no condom .
I'm going to ask my oldest sister Addison, to take me to the free clinic . She wouldn't say anything, at least I hope she wouldn't . She of course agreed to take me on Saturday, but if dad saw us leaving she said she wouldn't take me anymore .
YOU ARE READING
Ricky
Teen Fiction⚠️ this book does contain sexual situations ⚠️ I want the people to know this book is not a biography or a Memoir . This is a book nothing more nothing less This is a sequel .
