It's best not to take me to a hospital, after all I am still a fugitive, so Marcus makes a very fast trip to my house to see our family doctor. Once we get there he rushes out of the car and carries me inside and yells for help, I'm in his arms clenching my stomach in pain.
"Why is she always covered in blood, what
Happened?" Martha says.
"She was getting ready for class then out of now where she screams that's she bleeding."
"That is not good, how far along is she again?" she checks my pulse and heart rhythm.
"3 months, tomorrow was supposed be her appointment for abortion."
"ABORTION FOR WHO?" my uncle comes into the room with the most horrified expression on his face.
"NOW WHY IS SHE BLEEDING? NO..... N-no she's can't be pregnant, how's is this possible? YOU!" He points at Marcus and if eyes could kill, he'd be dead by now.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!"
"ENOUGH! If you guys are going to fight it won't be in here. Now go kill each other outside, I need to do an exam, NOW GO!" She points out the door and my eyes start to swell up with tears.
"Ay hija, de todas personas yo pensé que tú te rías cuidado. Que pasó en usado protección?"
(Translation: out of all people I thought you would be careful. What happened to using protection?)
"I didn't think it was necessary, I was specifically told i couldn't get pregnant, I have never even gotten my period before. Yo estoy bien estúpida, what do I do now?" She does an exam of down there and takes a deep and sits very close to me.
"Were you drinking and taking drugs?"
"Yeah but mostly drinking, It didn't matter because I wasn't going to keep it, you know my history. I can't do this, take care of a kid, marcus would be such a great dad but im not doing this shit."
"I don't agree with your actions, but if you were planning on keeping it, it would of killed you. Your body wouldnt be able to handle it, on the other hand you already had a miscarriage because of what you took. tienes que cuidar te, protection at all times esme, if you do happen to have kid at least make sure you already conquered the word."
"Gotcha." She gives me a medication that should remove the deceased fetus in my stomach.
"I'm going to have to let your tio in before he breaks down the door and him arguing is punishment enough." She leaves the room and lets my uncle in.
"Hora explícame que estaba pasando en tu puta cabeza para salir con esta porquería?"
(Translation: Time explain to me what was going on in your fucking head to come out with this crap.)
"No, se, yo pensé que no pudiera embarazar."
(Translation: No, I thought I couldn't get pregnant.)
"Entonces que vas acer con ese escuincle? Eso son los consecuencias, usted son bien chiquitos para acer esos cosas."
(Translation: So what are you going to do with that little guy? Those are the consequences, you are too young to do those things.)
"Im 18, im old enough to do that kinda thing."
"Age doesn't mean shit if your Clearly not mature enough, your not aborting that kid. If your old enough to have sex, your old enough to have kid."
"I had a miscarriage, we both know I can't have kids, if I happen to carry it to full term I would've died giving birth. It's a hormonal issue-"
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