A full month has passed and unfortunately I wish it were better. I found out I was pregnant, seven weeks to be exact, and I called Bruno on several occasions and he either did not answer or never returned my calls. How pathetic? Since he did not respond to any messages I have sent him, I took matters into my own hands, I went to the abortion clinic, and was two seconds away from disposing the baby, but it's hard to lose another life. I couldn't do it. I have not told Miriam, not anyone. I went outside to dispose of my trash, then I heard screeching tires coming from down the street. A black Cadillac pulled up into my drive way, and the boy in the flesh, Bruno. I continued to throw my trash away into the bin and he looked at me like he no sense. I continued to ignore him. "So you're going to ignore me?" I stopped and turned towards him. "What should I do? Ask you to leave? Or call the police and file a harassment charge against you?" "You've been blowing up my phone for the longest time!" I looked at him in disgust. "Goodbye Bruno." I said and turned around to leave. "I'm not fucking finished with you!" Bruno grabbed my arm and pulled me to him, forcing me to face him. He's turning into Michael.
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The Lawyer
AlteleThis story tells the tale of a lawyer, who is not willing to be in relationships, however she comes across a mutual friend, and he learns why she acts the way she does.
