The Moment I Knew What To Do

The Moment I Knew

Selena's POV

Hello! I'm Serena Hayes. I'm 18 years old. I'm about to graduate high school but I decided to graduate a few months early due to some...........circumstances.

I used to have a normal life, perfect even. I had caring grandparents, a sweet little sister, and loving parents, or so I thought. I closed my eyes remembering the words that completely changed me, uttered by my own father.

I don't care about Selena. I don't care about that girl!

She's the reason why I had to give up my freedom! It would be a little better is she were a boy instead of a weak, pathetic, baby girl!

She is an accident! And this wouldn't happen if we continued the abortion!

A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. I looked at the door as it opened and revealed my younger sister, Macy.

"Sis. The car is ready. We've been calling you from downstairs for a few times now. What were you doing?" She asked, being the ever-so-caring sister that she is.

"Oh nothing. I was just thinking about something." I said. But at the tone of my voice she knew what I was thinking about.

"Sis, how many times do we have to tell you to not remember those times. You can't be stressed right now especially with your condition right now." She said looking at my stomach.

My hands immediately went to my stomach and I held it there protectively. I was just a couple of weeks along so I wasn't showing much

Baby, I promise to always keep you safe. So just hang in there, okay? I silently told my baby as I rubbed my stomach.

"So as I was saying. The car is ready. Grandma said she'll come with you to Cali for the surgery. But me and mom will follow after I finished the paperworks so that I can finish grade 10." She said and I nodded.

As I went out of my room I hugged her goodbye.

"Take care okay. And I want my niece or nephew to be born completely healthy. I'll try to finish my projects and such as soon as possible."she said as she let go of me. I nodded again and walked down the steps to the front door where mom and grandma were waiting for me.

"Oh you're ready now. Do you want to go by the school first sweetheart?" My mom asked. I shook my head and smiled at them.

"I don't think that is a good idea. It will only make it harder for me to leave." I said and they nodded, respecting my decision.

"Have you told Gregory about the child your carrying?" My grandmother asked.

"No. But I plan on telling him when I come back here after I'm completely recovered. I don't think he'll like to talk to me after our last conversation." I said.

"Ok but be sure to tell him. You know what will happen of you don't right?" She asked and as if fate wants to prove the point my 8 year old brother came running in and hugged me, refusing to let go.

"Ate Selena, you're leaving?" His question was muffled against my neck but I still understood it. I have a Filipino best friend and me and my siblings kind of adapted their culture of calling the people that are older than us 'ate' (pronounced as ah-teh) if it's a girl and 'kuya' If it's a boy.

I removed his face from my neck so that I can look at him in the eyes.

"Yes. But I'll not be away for too long. I promise I'll be here for you're birthday in two and a half months okay? You remember when I told you that I was really sick, right? Well I need to get better so that the baby in my tummy will be born healthy. You want your niece or nephew to be healthy right?" I told my brother.