chapter 2

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TW :SA AND ABUSE
i quickly got up off the bathroom floor and ran out the door to the chemist and bought a pregnancy test the woman at the desk looking me up and down understandably for my age but still didn't help the situation. i arrive at the trading ground and go straight to the toilet to take the test waiting anxiously in the cubicle. 3 minutes 3 minutes but it felt like a lifetime waiting for lines on a stick after 3 minutes had passed i flipped it over and my word was flipped upside down
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was all i saw 2 lines bold staring at me i just started balling my eyes out " no no no no no no" i sobbed. when i arrived this morning nobody was there but somebody had to off been there now i came out and splashed my face with with water and walked over to rachel who looked concerned the second she saw the panic and worry in my face she dragged me out off the room to a meeting room just outside and locked the door
"look kid you don't have to tell me what happened just yet but i need to know your okay"
with this i broke down and pulled it out my pocket she looked confused for a second then looked at me and and just hugged me "it's all gonna be alright don't worry you'll be fine no matter what it's not the end off the world" i was still crying into her shoulder but when u collected myself a bit i looked up at her "i don't know what to do rach im 16 what are the media gonna say"
"it's going to be okay don't worry but who did this to you was it your boyfriend or your mate or just some random boy at a party"
i remained silent i means what could i say and it stayed this way for another 5 minutes until i eventually muttered out "my dads friend because i was late" i chocked out
"right that's it do you remember what i said that if anything happens at home i'll call your social worker immediately" i hummed in response " you aren't going there ever again Im foster qualified your coming with me." i was taken back my rachel's response "you would do that ... for me?"
"i would do anything for you"
with that rachel spoke to carla telling her something hing had happened and we got the day off we got in rachel car and started driving to my social workers office once we arrived rachel went in and explained everything and had a very long meeting with her about 2 hours later rachel calls me in and it was official i was now under rachel's custody and if she wanted to she could adopt me but i can't get ahead off myself.we thanked my social worker and got back to rachel's car i was in shock to be honest the whole way back to rachel's house about 10 minutes away i got a call off of zara ,my social worker,
zara
tatum

"hi what's up has something happened"
"hello tatum we sent the police round to your house and they have arrested the mcdonald's is there anyone else"
"um ye-yes there is my dads friend Chris smith"
"i know this may be hard but we need to know what he did before we can arrest him"
"um he he um raped me i'm pregnant"
"oh love im so so sorry it will be okay we will obtain his information and he will be taken into custody if you or rachel need anything don't hesitate to call"
"okay thank you zara ... for everything"
"no problem by tatum"
"bye"

after i put the phone down i got sympathetic look from rachel who proceeded to ask me who it was "just me social worker"i mumbled back almost curled up in the seat "we are here kid" rachel says tapping my shoulder i got out and walked towards the door with her once rach had managed to open it we went inside and i just awkwardly stood there until rachel patted the sofa next to her
we were watching tv until i decided to break the silence with "what the actual fuck am i going to go rach" "whatever you want to do i'll support if you want an abortion i'll support it if you want to keep it i'll support you and if just want to cry and lay there for hours with tangled on i'll support you it's your body" could i keep it ? surely that would ruin my career "i think i'm going to speak to carla tomorrow"
with that we went to sleep for the night

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