My eyes shot open for about the third time tonight. I was met with the familiar darkness & quietness that surrounded me. Heaving a huge sigh, I searched for my phone & threw the covers off of me.
This was a daily routine for me nowadays. Waking up in the middle of the night numerous times. Other times, I would be accompanied with back pain or even with a strong urge to throw up. But nothing was worse than the thoughts & memories that flooded my mind in the wee hours of the morning. Nothing was worse than the replay of events I badly want to forget that keep making an appearance in my mind. And absolutely nothing, I mean nothing, was worse than the reminder of how my unborn child already had no father.
I was only 2 & a half months along, & so far it's been hell. It seems that I can't catch a break. Between school & home, there is always a task at hand that needs to be completed. I took a quick look at the bright green letters on my clock; 2:34 AM. A yawn escaped my lips, & I rolled on my other side in bed. Trying to empty my mind, I closed my eyes & ignored my thoughts. I had to get ready for school in less 3 hours.
A tear trailed down my face, dropping onto my pillow. I didn't even bother wiping it. There was many more yet to come so what was the point?
YOU ARE READING
Sixteen.
Teen Fiction"I took another glance at the test placed on the counter. Anxiety started to fill up my body; I couldn't move an inch. This couldn't be reality, this had to be a dream. Averting my gaze, my eyes tested on my stomach, thinking about the new life form...
