Thanks, Grandpa.

I didn't want this... not now!

I could feel her pain, as I saw the blood flood the bed, but I heard a chuckle. “You silly little boy, look who’s hurt now, aye.” I turned over weakly to see the cut in my skin, it was deep and throbbing. Blood was bucketing out, saturating the nice white bed sheet. She was too quick for me, I was practically dead. There wasn’t much point of living now. “Stop squirming your ruining the atmosphere. Your body is so weak, like you. How about we spice things up a bit, for starters lets give you a six pack, yes… that’ll be nice.” She picked up the knife lying beside her and scratched my chest with deep cuts to make it look like I had a six pack. I roared with pain, it hurt so much, I sobbed. But it was useless, I was dead, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I gave up… surrendered myself to her. I closed over my eyes and waited for death to knock on my door. But to my surprise it didn’t. Instead I woke up in a meadow full of buttercups and daisies, vivid whites and yellows burned in my mind as I frolicked through the extended wavy lime-green lawn which swayed in the slight breeze coming from the north. It was like a dream… and that’s what it was… a dream. I in fact woke up in Desert it was boiling hot and sweat was dripping of my face as I trekked through the sand-grains that kept getting stuck between my toes. As I squinted I could see the horizon in the distance amongst the sand dunes and the sky which was a clear as water in a freshly filled swimming pool, chilly, cobalt-blue and refreshing. My mouth dribbled from the thought, I desperately wanted to bathe in the cool water as I was piping hot. I could feel the freezing water dripping on my face, hmmm.

And that’s when I jumped out of my skin. It was bloody freezing! “Are you alright?” said a familiar voice… I just couldn’t make out whom. I replied anyway: “I guess you could say near death” I told it. I supposed I nearly had dies so I wasn’t lying. “Yeah, that’s what I fear most, every time, It get’s worst though, every night, it’s hell” It told me. Worse, worse! She must have known what I’d been through. “What do you mean… worse?” I asked. It looked at me with solemn eyes. “When you hear what I’m about to say” It croaked her throat and sat up. I couldn’t see anything, it was pitch black, but I listened. “After you’d started bleeding she, the lady made me” it gulped, “do it… with you.” it sobbed. I was shocked; not only had she hurt me and hurt us both… she’d demanded her own porn show. I couldn’t believe it, she was a horrible woman and I wanted to kill her… I wish I had.

“How long ago was this exactly?” I enquired.

“It seems not long ago but it was about 2 weeks ago. You’ve been unconscious for a while you know” it replied. 2 weeks ago! Grandma must be going mental; she must have sent a search party out by now…surely. “I must have lost quite a lot of blood then. By the way…who are you exactly… your voice seems familiar” I queried. “That’s because it is” it answered, that means I know it… “If I tell you then you won’t know what to say” it burst into tears.

“It’s okay, I’m sure it won’t matter. Please tell me” I begged politely trying my best to comfort it. It gulped “My names… Bella… Bella Hughes. I go to your school Eugene; I sit next to you in Geography. And the worst thing of all… is… is you… got… me… me pregnant” She exclaimed and cried her heart out as she did.  Bella…? Bella! No… It…No… It… it was. I couldn’t believe it. Bella Hughes. My crush, and she was pregnant with my baby… this cannot be happening. No… No! I’m not ready… there is so much more I wanted to do… I wanted her to fall for me… I wanted her to love me… I wanted to give her top back and kiss her perfect lips. I wanted to do so much more with her… I wanted to marry her… and then I wanted to lose my virginity to her and I wanted her to have my baby… for us to have kids together when the time was right… and I wanted us to be a happy family. That was my dream. Not now! I’m not ready… I’m not ready to be a…Dad. I had it all planned out… I am twelve years old. Twelve years old… in no position to be a father. How could this be happening?!

I wanted to have a fun thirteenth birthday… with no worries… I wanted to get a chance to be the ‘cool kid’ but no… I’ll be mocked even more now. Why? Why me! Why does everything have to happen to me! My life was already a misery and now it’s a wreck. And it’s your entire fault Grandpa! I HATE YOU!!  

Thanks, Grandpa! Thanks a bloody lot!

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