Regret - The Rookie

Chapter 1

10 years ago

One night, Lucy (18 at the time) and her then boyfriend were spending the night together. They had a wonderful dinner for a date and then went back to his place, they did yk yk.

A few weeks later, Lucy woke up and felt sick. But this was different to any other time she was sick. She didn't think it was possible as they used protection but to be on the safe side.

She went to buy a pregnancy test, when in the store she was getting judgey looks because of how old she was.

When she got home, she took two tests and set the timer.

Lucy's POV

These next 10 minutes went so slow, I was super anxious about the result. I mean it would be the worst thing but I would join the many teen mums and my parents would be so disappointed.

My timer on my phone went off, I took a deep breathe and turned the turns over.

The result was ... I'm pregnant!

I don't know how I feel about this. I immediately call my boyfriend over to tell him, when he arrives I tell him to sit down.

Lucy: "Babe, I have something to tell you." I pull the tests out and show him.

BF: "Your pregnant?" I nod in response.

BF: "I can't do this, you can either have an abortion or I'm breaking up with you." I look sad but know I want to keep the baby.

BF: "Fine, that's it. We're over!" He leaves and I'm shocked by this, now I'm alone with a baby on the way.

I go down to find my parents.

Lucy: "Mum, Dad I have something to tell you." They both turn their full attention to me.

Lucy; "I'm pregnant, and I'm keeping this baby."

Mum: "Your only 18 and now have a child on the way."

Dad: "That's not responsible, if you're going to have this baby then they will go into the system. You're too young for this."

Lucy: "What!" I'm felling all the emotions right now, I don't want to give my baby up for adoption. I can't argue with my parents, so there is no way out of this.

Over the next eight months, I attend all the appointments that I need to. My parents have sorted everything concerning the adoption. I was preparing myself to meet and then say goodbye to my daughter.

The day arrives, I'm in labour. I have requested that no one comes in while I'm in labour, once she is born I get to spend some time with her and nurse her before saying goodbye.

When I hand her over ...

Lucy: "Take care of my Tamara May Chen for me." Yes I named her so she always has a part of her mother. I'm loving the moment before...

Mum: "The new family can change the last name, so she had no ties to us. Now take her away, I don't want to see that part of my disappointment."

I'm so mad and upset with my mum calling her granddaughter and her daughter a disappointment but the again I'm not surprised. Nothing I ever did was good enough for her.

I cry as they take my daughter away from me.

A few weeks later, I'm still sad about losing my daughter. My parents have constantly told me that it's not the end of the world or a big deal.

I was emotional because my daughter was taken away from me without my consent. My parents organised everything and now I'm grieving over my daughter, hopping that she is safe and is okay.