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A Fatima Flashback

*Flash back

"Okay Ms wilson I need you to follow these steps, you will need to take this pill now this will start the abortion process, and the next pill in 8 hours. This is not easy process, will someone be with you today." Doc ask

"Uhh. yes." she looked down pulling at her fingertips

"Ms. Wilson it's important that you keep track of all this stuff and please be cautious for heavy bleeding.

"Thank you, am I free to go now?"

"Yes, you are free to go."

8 hours had passed and it was time for pill two. Fatima had looked at the phone and no call or text from Ian she has been blowing up his phone since she left the doctors office

"Ian, where the hell are you? I thought you said you would be here for me." She says allowed holding her phone.

Fatima looked at herself in the mirror not able to recognize the woman that stood before her. Everything was perfect until it wasn't.  She had it all, a career that was on the rise being the youngest and top lawyer in Atlanta. She had her best friend Andi Barnes, a man who loved her and a baby on the way. And it seemed like everyday something was getting cut from her perfect life. Starting with the baby.

"I can do this.the first one wasn't too bad" she took the second pill.

Within 15 minutes Fatima was hunched over in tears. The excruciating pain of a thousand knives cutting at her stomach. She layed on the bathroom floor covered in blood for hours screaming and crying in pain for the life of her she was unable to move.

"Lord, I'm sorry for I have failed you and this baby." tears continue to fall.

A day has passed and she was finally able to make it to the bed but still no visitors. Andi was in the dark about this situation so she couldn't text her best friend. And Ian was supposedly at a conference that he couldn't get to the phone right now. At least that's what he texted her last night.

Day 2 had finally came.  a Monday morning to be exact an alarm went off waking up fatima from her sleep. She clearly wasn't sleeping. Her eyes were dark and she had tear stains on her cheeks. She continued to move slowly as much as she wanted to stay under the covers she knew she had to get up she had an important meeting to attend. Fatima went through her morning steps and made it down stairs. It seemed like the weather outside matched her emotions, raining, gray, and not an ounce of sun in the sky.

Just as she was grabbing her thing to head out the door, Ian came in.

"Good morning, how are you feeling?"

"If you were here maybe you would know." she says with no emotion

"Look don't start it's too early, did you get the abortion?"

"YES IAN I GOT THE FUCKING ABORTION ALONE!"

"Good. good. Cause we need to talk" he says wiping his chin

"Wow, on that note i'm gonna go because i don't want to fucking talk." She says slamming the door behind her.

Fatima made her way to work playing some gospel, to ease her mind. She pulled up in her parking spot at work. But was unable to get out, she took a few breaths and pulled herself together she pulled her mirror down and gave herself a little pep talk.

"You got this fatima, you are smart, you are beautiful, you have a purpose," she threw on a fake smile and stepped out the car making her way inside.

"Good morning Ms. Wilson"

"Good morning Janet."

"Ms. Wilson, are you okay?"

"Yes, just got to get ready for this meeting."