Daddy's Dynasty

11.

Maleah Jenner.
I am pregnant. There's nothing more to say about it. I have a human life growing inside of me, and I'm pretty sure I know who the father is.

Maurice didn't understand why I was crying my heart out yesterday. The guilt just began to eat me alive and I couldn't hide it any longer. I just feel so stupid.

I was willing to give everything up for Michael, but he only cares about his dick. He lied about having two gorgeous daughters! If you can't tell anyone about your own children, how on earth would we have had a public relationship.

I knew all this shit was dangerous, right from the start. I was just dumb enough to catch feelings for America's biggest fuckboy.

I am pretty sure this baby be exactly like its father: bipolar as fuck. Maurice and Michael are both insane and bipolar.

I can't have a child right now. It isn't a good time for me. I may be financially stable, but I'm not mentally ready for a baby. I would bring this child into the world, with my head all over the place, my heart broken and my feelings damaged. I have too many problems and a responsibility of another life would be too much.

I need to get an abortion.

I told Maurice exactly how I feel, minus the part about Michael of course, and he agreed with me. He also thought that we weren't ready as adults, as well as a couple, to have a child as we have many issues too solve.

We then booked my termination and everything was normal. My appointment is at two o'clock, and I am mentally preparing myself for it.

It can be traumatising to abort a baby because you are taking a possible human life. I have been through the procedure once before and it left me scarred and hurt for weeks on end.
Knowing that I would have to take a child's life breaks my heart in two but it is for the best.

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"Before we proceed we need you to sign some paperwork and we also need oral consent that you wish to have a termination." The nurse said. I took the papers out of her lap and signed.

"I, Maleah Jenner, give consent for my termination to take place."

"For procedure I have to run through possible side effects. One in a thousand abortions lead to haemorrhage. Ten in a thousand abortions lead to damage to the cervix. And four in every thousand abortions lead to damage to the womb. After an abortion the risks of getting an infection in the womb raise drastically, so take prescribed antibiotics every two to four hours, depending on pain. If you do not follow this instruction carefully their could be held ghee risks of infertility, miscarriage or growth of the foetus. I also suggest that you do not indulge in sexual intercourse for two weeks, or until the bleeding has stopped. Here is the pill, please take it when you feel ready." The nurse said. She placed the pot with pill in my hand, and left me in the room with Maurice.

"You can always change your mind. We can do this if you want. A baby can't be that bad! We can work it out, together!" Maurice said.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I repeatedly shook my head , saying no.

"Maurice, you hired a private investigator to follow me to work and to the damn grocery store! And your justification behind was that you wanted to know what I was up to! You are too immature and petty to raise a child! We need patience, and strength, pure love and support. And we don't have any of that! We can't bring a human life into the world if we aren't able to give it everything that it needs. We couldn't even look after a dog for a week, so how on earth are we going to look after a baby!" I argued.