An:// After a few requests, I caved and wrote a part 2! I hope you all enjoy this addition like you did part 1! Man I love y'all so much it's crazy! Lol thanks for everything <3
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In the front seat of Evan's Cadillac, my heart begins to sink as I watch our apartment stray further away from us in the rear view mirror.
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I wipe my tears, not wanting Evan and Junior to see me cry.
Here I am in a strange car, having no idea where Evan got it from being that he's never owned a Cadillac in his life, and with my son and entire life packed away into the trunk..
And to top it all off, I'm 14 weeks pregnant..
14 long weeks of watching Evan prepare our new life in New York, waiting to get kicked out of our apartment, saying goodbye to our neighbors and friends, and most of all struggling with this unwanted pregnancy.
I wasn't expecting the baby to grow so far along.
After the night Evan fucked me like an animal, I immediately visited a CVS as he slept through the night.
In the aisle, I stared at the morning after pill almost sweating. I needed it but it was too expensive.
That evening I stole it out of the store.. Tearing at the package until it were scraps left in the store, I hurried behind the store and swallowed it dry in the alley.
But hard headed and eager like the father, the growing fetus wasn't nearly bothered.
In the mirror I watched my belly grow continuously.. now at almost 4 months I've started to even show under my outfits.
For weeks I tried to put money together for a visit to the clinic, but I never had enough being that we are without health insurance and I would have to pay for an abortion out of pocket.
Now that the baby is here to stay, I cry constantly knowing how much that I've done to try and get rid of them. It's something I'll never tell anyone. Not the baby, not Evan or even Junior.
But remembering how the child was conceived, makes me cry even more.
Not out of love like Junior was.. out of scheme and devious intentions.
A baby made from lies.
"Road trip!" Evan shouts in excitement as he places his hand on my pregnant belly and kisses my cheek.
Feeling strangely since he's been back, I turn from his kiss and nudge his hand from off of me.
During our lengthy drive to New York, I notice Evan peak at each car behind us as if he's worried of us being followed.
