Convicted Choices{Book 1} *EDITING*

- Chapter 24 (Part 1) -

-Tashay Pov-
Blinking my eyes I realized life was short. With every blink I took it was force added onto it. I was happy to be alive. Living. Seeing life.

I finally regained my visionary back opening my eyes fully, I took in the elements that moved around me.

It was dark. That was all the information I knew, before I blacked out I remembered I wasn't alone. That's all it took for me to turn on my defense mode.

I slowly stood to my feet dropping back down to the floor in a pain, there was a burning sensational pain shooting through somewhere on my body causing me to whimper under my breath.

I heard a few noises coming from someone beside me, I felt around for anything but was left empty handed.

I took a step forward wincing in pain. Glass.

I fought the urge to break down in tears with all the glass in my feet that sunk into the cuts, I bet I was pronounced gushing by now.

I took one more leap forward seeing a light under a door, I placed my hand onto the rusty doorknob feeling myself about to empty my contents.

I hurriedly opened the door before emptying the contents of my stomach all out onto whatever was in front of me. My closed eyelids kept anything from gaining access to my unsecured pupils.

I opened my eyes in shock to see a man standing there now wiping his face of all of my vomit that covered him like a statue. What a disgusting painting. So uncreative.

I took no time sprinting off down the street, dressed in a black romper which I had no clue of how it was dressed on my body. Blood trailed down my legs causing me to wince in pain and slow down my pace.

I was slowly but surely going to find the help I needed. "Help! Somebody please help me!" I wailed still running down the street. I yet to come across a home with some lights on.

I didn't know where I was but from the looks of it, I wasn't in my state.

I finally spotted a nice beautifully white gated home with some lights on throughout the home. I watched intensively as all the light shut off instantly.

I rushed up to the house in pain, sliding open the gate. The grass was perfectly mowed and the pathway was perfectly shaped out. The porch was brand new as you could tell and the white flower house was something to die for.

I took one step onto the steps instantly collapsing creating a loud noise. I cried in pain seeing a huge gash on my body leaking out onto the white porch now covered in blood stains.

I crawled up the steps ready to give out when I felt myself being hauled up into the air. I looked around seeing nothing but something was telling me to hurry up and get into this house.

I stood to my wobbly feet banging on the door like a mad man before my legs began shaking and I fell right back down to the floor.

The blood in between my thighs was now increasing causing me to began crying. The tears blurred my vision as I thought I seen someone come into the gate.

The door pulled open revealing a woman who I couldn't quite make out. My blurred vision from the tears was in full affect.

"Oh my god.. Tashay? Is that you?" I heard the voice ask, I nodded not able to say anything. I just broke down in tears trembling from the fear of being caught again.

I felt her haul me into the house before closing the door, she cleaned my eyes out helping me to see better.

She sat me down onto the black poofy cough staring at me. I stared down at the floor in embarrassment, I finally looked up exhaling.

"I remember you. You were my childhood BestFriend. Anna. Anna Reed." I spoke as my heart beat rate sped up.

She nodded before rushing off, after a few minutes she came back with like her whole cabinet of meds.

"I'm gonna go call a doctor. I'm sorry this happened to you." She apologized before walking off leaving me to myself.

I looked around her house admiring her beautifully decorated home.

I threw my head back fastly when I felt a wincing pain being made in between my legs. I hoped to God my baby was alright.

She came back a few moments later getting to work. She placed my feet into a aqua blue bucket relaxing me. She made me take some kind of meds then cleaned my gashes, she bandaged me up before staring at the blood between my legs.

"Your pregnant." She asked more like stated. I nodded before I felt my eyes becoming watery. "I can do this. I can do this! I can revive your baby!" She excitingly semi yelled.

She disappeared down the hall leaving me all alone. I searched around my pockets for my phone not succeeding.

After around five minutes later she ran back into the room with supplies.

"Lay back. This is gonna take a while." She told me, I nodded doing as told.

I was hoping my innocent baby was alright. Just at least fine.