"Simona Laurier? You may come on to the back." A nurse appears at the door in the lobby calling my name and I walk forward.
The two of us exchange pleasantries and we head towards the back making a couple of lefts and rights until we approach a door to the very end of the hallway.
I'm escorted in the chilly office and put onto an examination bed with a small blanket to cover me as I shiver quite a bit.
"I hope that warms you up a little Ms. Laurier. Dr. Singh will be with you shortly. She gives me a small wave and exits shutting the door leaving me with my legs crossed and wrapping myself tightly against this thin cover.
I look up at the white lights shining through. They beam all throughout this lonesome office. The smell of cleaning products that were freshly opened hit my nose and then I hear the click clacks of shoes coming closer by the second until...
"Good morning, Ms. Laurier. I haven't seen you in quite some time. How are we feeling today?"
"Good morning, Dr. Singh. I'm doing alright, I guess." I say trying not to stumble with my words.
Dr. Singh takes a seat up to her computer and begins typing in my vitals and other material the nurse got from me before I was let back here. It takes her a second before she turns her direction to me and gives me her undivided attention.
"Ms. Laurier, it looks like this is a follow up appointment since the procedure. First off, how are you actually feeling. You said you were alright but I've known you for so many years, Simona, you don't sound like you're doing good."
She pulls her wheeled chair up to my knees and takes my hand making me look into her eyes and I let out a sigh.
"Dr. Singh, I'm honestly not sure what to feel. The last time I did this was back in high school. I feel a little convicted for doing this but I didn't have any other choice. I didn't want to bring a child in this world knowing that they weren't made from a joyous occasion or with a father that cared."
I bow my head in shame.
"Simona, you did what you needed to do. Please don't look at this abortion as a failure and don't feel bad for doing this. I don't want to bring up the personal details you shared with me but you are courageous for going through with that. Having an abortion doesn't make you a bad woman. Don't beat yourself up, alright?"
Dr. Singh gives me a small smile and she then lies me on my back to start my examination. After about a good five minutes, she was finished and she helps me up from my back.
"Simona, you healed very well. I'm just going to need you to get small blood test and we'll be set. You can head downstairs to the lab and after you finish with that, you're free to go. I'll email you your results as soon as they come up. It was nice seeing you again and please, if you need anything else let me know. Take care of yourself."
Dr. Singh shakes my hand and leaves the room heading to another patient on this floor. It takes me a second to get up because my mind is just so full of thoughts regarding this.
My line of work sometimes gets me into certain and dangerous situations such as this one. I met up with a client who watches my livestreams online and one day, we decided to meet up and things got heated and it resulted us in having sex with one another.
We were so caught up in the moment we forgot to use protection and then when I started vomiting out of control and a missed period, I knew I was pregnant from then on.
When I approach the guy who I slept with holding my pregnancy tests, he laughed in my face and plainly told me I was a slut and that anyone could've knocked me up and was sure as hell that it wasn't him who did this even though it was.
As a cam girl, I'm not a prostitute, an escort, or anything involving that. Consider it "paid self made porn." Men and a sprinkle of women watch me every night undress, do sexual favors, and or just stare at them for a while on camera while getting paid and all of it happens in the comforts of my bedroom.
I don't have to meet up with anyone and I can work at my own pace. It's not an ideal job but it's something and it sure does help me out with solid money coming in everyday.
Though, it was so stupid of me to hook up with someone let alone someone I really don't know and then allow him to fuck me raw. I'll never forgive myself for this.
Unfortunately, time moves on and I guess I should too.

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