"What do you mean?!?!?" I yell.
"You're not keeping the baby, you're going to take abortion pills." She says glaring at me.
"No!" I cry
"Yes!! You're not ready to be a parent." She argues.
"It's not your baby!" I yell.
"I don't care. You're my daughter and it's my job to keep you safe." She says, her face softens. But I'm not falling for the guilt trick. It's my baby. Well it's mine and Carl's baby, and we will decide whether or not we want to keep it. And I want to keep it.
"I don't care. Maybe I want a family. Maybe this is what I want. It's not you problem!" I spit back at her. Her face darkens again.
"Maybe it's what you want, but what about Carl? Hmm? Does he want a baby?" She says looking back and forth between Me and Carl. I feel the tears streaming down my face. I look at Carl.
"Mrs. Garnino I get what your saying, but this baby could be something special. We have Julia and CeCe to help Nikki give birth. At first I didn't think it was a good idea, but I realized that this could be me and Nikki's only chance at a family. I really think this is a blessing. And I want this baby too." He explains. I look at him shocked. I didn't know he was that deep. I smiled at him.
"But with no doctors, well it could end badly...." She trails off. I suddenly get somewhat scared. What if I die during childbirth, or what if the baby dies inside me and eats me from the inside. I start to silently cry again.
"Julia was a vet, and CeCe was going to college to be a nurse, we are willing to take that chance." Carl says pulling me closer to him. My mom sighs and a tear rolls down her cheek.
"Ok....... But.... I warned you.... Now go out to the fire, they need to make a list of things they need." She says. Carl and I get up and walk to the door. I look back, my mom is laying on her bed, staring at the floor.
Carl pulls on my arm. "C'mon Nikki" he says soothingly. I follow him out to the fire. We sit back down in our chairs and listen to what Walter has to say. Finally when he was done he walks over to me and Carl.
"So, do you need the abortion pills?" He asks me, crouching down to my level. I shake my head no. He looks shocked.
"You're keeping the baby?" He asks. I nod.
"So you need prenatal care pills?" He asks raising his eyes brows.
"Yeah." I say looking at him.
"Are you sure?" He asks starting to stand up.
"Yup." I say looking down at the ground.
"Ok." He says patting my arm. He walks away and Carl gets up to follow him.
"Where are you going?" I ask confused.
"I'm going on the run with them. It's my baby so I want to go on the run." He says.
"No. Stay here with me." I whine.
"Yeah Carl, stay with Nikki, she needs you. And I don't think there's enough room in the car anyway." Daryl says winking at me. Daryl is like a father figure to me, since I got separated from my dad when the apocalypse happened. I smile at him as to say thinks. Carl just nods and comes back to me.
Daryl, Phil, Hans, Walter, Matt, and Jordan all load in to the car, and then drive off. Tina and Tonya go off to do the dishes in the small lake near by. CeCe and Julia come over to Carl and I.
"Nikki? Can we talk to you?" Julia asks. I nod and stand up. They lead me to the back porch. They sit on the small brown couch, and I sit on the medal porch swing.
"You're probably not going to like what we are going to say but....." CeCe trails off.
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Authors note:
Hey wolf pups! This chapter was a little longer. I hope you liked it. I always try to leave you guys on a cliff hanger, because I'm evil, just kidding. I do that because it keeps you guys wanting to read... Well at least I hope you would want to keep reading. Please comment your ideas, and opinions. Your comments always make me smile. And don't forget to vote for this chapter. Thanks <3
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