Chapter Twelve

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I walk out of the room refusing to listen to any more the doctor had to say. Michael tries to grab my hand and I shake him off. Walking faster. Needing to get out of there. I pick up my pace and run out of the office ignoring Michael's calls for me. I run across the street and just keep going. I start to cry blurring my vision. I stop at a coffee shop and walk in still crying. I walk to the back and sit down by myself and muffle sobs. I barely notice the women standing in front of me talking to me. I have no idea what she saying and I think I looked at her confused because she sat across from me. She grabs my hand and i just start crying harder. She gets up and sits next to me hugging me. I don't know this women but she is being so kind and I can't be around people that know me and my situation.
After five minutes I sit up and wipe my face.
"Are you okay?" She asks.
"N-no." I say.
"Do you wanna tell me what happened?" She says.
"Um. I'd rather not burden you with my problems.." I say turning away from her.
"I don't mind but if you don't wanna talk about whatever happened it's okay. You don't have to."
Before I knew it I was crying again trying to tell her what happened to me.

What happened to my baby.

I wave goodbye to the women and start to walk into my house. Or Michael's house. Or his parents house. You know what I mean. She walked me home after an hour of me explaining my life.

I walk into the house and see Karen crying in the kitchen and her husband comforting her. They don't see me so I just walk upstairs. I know why they are crying. I can't deal with them right now tho. I hop in the shower and wash myself off. I get out and look in the mirror.
"It's your fault. You hurt your baby. Your baby is growing inside of you in pain and it's all your fault." I say to myself crying again. I start to scream and hit things. Michael comes running in knowing I'm home finally.
"Avery! Stop!" He yells grabbing my arms.
"I did this! I did it! I hurt my baby! I hurt our baby!" I scream.
"No! You didn't! You did nothing Avery!" He says pulling me towards him. "You did not hurt our baby."
"Y-yes I did... I did this. I'm a bad mother. I'm a bad person. I did this."
"How could you of done this?"
"I. I don't know." I say calming down a little bit. I hug Michael.
I see Karen standing in the bedroom covering her mouth crying softly. Michael noticed too.
"Mom. Please. Let me deal with this. I've got her." He says slowly shutting the door. "Avery.. You didn't do this. You couldn't of done this. It is just bad luck. I'm so sorry baby." He says kissing my cheek.
"I'm sorry Michael. I'm sorry I hurt our baby. I didn't mean to. I'm so so sorry." I say trying to get away from him feeling helpless.
"Avery stop saying you did this! You didn't make our babies bone form crushed and non fixable. You couldn't of." He says holding me.

My babies bones are growing crooked and causing pain, horrible pain. My baby that I don't know if it's a boy or girl yet is growing with its bones forming crooked and they will soon be pushing against its organs.

My baby is going to die.

I can abort now and save my child from suffering more inside me. Or I could let him/her come to term and have a c section and hold my baby until it dies or if it even survives to term. I don't know what to do. I don't want my baby to suffer. I want my baby safe and in no pain.

My baby is supposed to be safely growing inside me for 9 months and instead it has a disorder that causes its bones to form in a way that eventually crushes its organs and kills my baby. My baby is suffering.

My child is dying inside of me.

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