A Mother's Love

Pregnancy Arguments_Decisions and Defiance

During the period of anticipation, both of us were consumed by anxiety. The mysterious Miss Abrianna Jonas lingered in the thoughts of the nurse, leaving her curious and unsettled. Rising from my chair, I declared, "I am," eager to uncover the truth. The nurse motioned for me to follow her, informing me that the doctor was ready to see me.

Nervously, I rose from my seat, and Kelvin dutifully trailed behind. As we entered the doctor's office, a wave of apprehension washed over me. I couldn't have fathomed a day like this would come, even if someone had foretold it.

The doctor handed me an envelope, saying, "Here are your test results." Anxious and trembling, I asked the doctor, "What do they say?" Encouragingly, the doctor suggested I open the envelope and see for myself. With shaky hands and an attempt to steady my nerves, I carefully tore it open. However, before I could decipher the words on the paper, Kelvin sensed my distress and took the envelope from me, reading its contents silently.

"What the hell! Fuck!" he whispered under his breath, his voice filled with shock. Dread crept over me as I silently pleaded, "Please, let it not be what I fear. Oh, dear Father, please."

Turning towards me, Kelvin's face displayed disbelief as he uttered the life-altering words, "It says 'POSITIVE,' Anna. You're five weeks pregnant." The weight of those words sank deep into my being, causing my heart to plummet into the pit of my stomach. Overwhelmed, I gasped, "What! Oh my God! Jeez! How am I going to tell my parents? They'll be furious if they find out."

Observing our youth and the nature of our relationship, the doctor advised against abortion, sharing, "I wouldn't recommend both of you to proceed with an abortion. Children are precious gifts, but if that's your wish, I can refer you to a gynaecologist who can provide assistance." Kelvin interjected, expressing gratitude to the doctor and inquiring about the cost of the procedure.

"It's $500 at this early stage. You can return next week for an ultrasound if you'd like to see your baby and hear its heartbeat before making a decision," the doctor explained. With gratitude, I thanked the doctor and exited the office, my mind swirling with conflicting emotions.

As we settled back into the car, tensions between us mounted, and we found ourselves engaged in a heated argument. Kelvin had already made up his mind, and a surge of resentment coursed through me. How could he let anything derail his plans of pursuing a career abroad? Not even this pregnancy seemed capable of altering his ambitions.

"You've already made your decision?" I questioned, my voice quivering with frustration. Kelvin responded resolutely, "Yes, I have.

“Did you even consider my opinion?" Disappointedly, he retorted, "Your opinion doesn't matter. I'll send you the money for the abortion and even more."

His response filled me with anger, and I challenged him, saying, "Seriously? And why should I do as you say?" Kelvin's tone turned condescending as he arrogantly replied, "Because I said so." Determined to assert my autonomy, I declared, "Oh, I see, but let me shock you... I am not aborting this pregnancy." Defiance welled up within me, defying his expectations.

Kelvin scoffed, accusing me of being sarcastic. I shot back, "Oh really? Now I'm being sarcastic? Is that how you see it, Kelvin?" His frustration mounting, he asserted his stance, stating, "I have my future, you have yours. I have to travel abroad, and you have to study to be a graduate. We are just 'fuck buddies,' and I am not ready to be a father just yet.Besides, I'm not sure your parents would be happy to hear that their one and only innocent daughter, is pregnant"

I couldn't bear his callousness any longer and responded with a sharp retort, " I am off your car. Screw you Kelvin! ”