Nasty alarm sound tore me from sleep at nine am. Today I need to the hospital. I sighed and got up and trudged to the bathroom. Glancing in the mirror of my pale face with black eyes, I leaned over the sink and turned on the water.
For the past month and a half, I ran away from home. I am currently in New York, rented a small apartment, not a very safe area. The money I still had, I eat a little bit, I have clothes, I have enough of money and I don't need a lot. And I have a camera, I'll selling, if it is really bad. I moved from Los Angeles college to the New York college. Now I'm studying by correspondence since got a job and decided to keep the baby. I was at the doctor, she said that if I had an abortion, it is unlikely that I will be able to get pregnant again. It was a difficult decision, but in the future I want a big family.
And the family. Since my escape, I don't support any links with parents and siblings. None of them knew about my pregnancy. Yes, no one at all. Except for me and my doctor.
Today I'm going to the first ultrasound. I was just four months, it is so little, but at the same time so much. And I'm scared. I was easier, no more sickness, I gained 9 kilograms. It is exactly half of how much I lost during my diet. When I stood on the scales, I was horrified that again i will be fat, but my hand on the small belly and immediately calmed down. This is a child. This is my child. And I don't care about the weight anymore.
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Broken: A New Life. (Lauren Cimorelli Story. BOOK 2)
FanfictionLauren Cimorelli's new life. What can that be? After she left her family, friends, home. After she lost herself? After she knew she pregnant?... http://w.tt/1OsMZck (FIRST BOOK)
