Should I? [S4S Short Story]

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"Sammy.." I heard a faint voice.

It sounded like, "mom?" I turned around to see my mother standing in front of me. She was smiling. I ran and hugged her tightly.

"Mommy I miss you so much..." I cried.

"And I miss you..." she said softly. She pulled back looking into my eyes as she caressed my face.

"You're so beautiful.." she whispered. "Remember how much I love you.."

"Always mommy..." I said.

"It's not time yet babygirl..." she said before kissing my hands.

I woke up to see a group of nurses surrounding me. I started to spaz. "Wait... mom!" I yelled. "Why would you take me from her!" I yelled again.

"Hold her.." someone said.

"No!" I yelled again. "Why didn't you let me die?!" I started to breakdown.

"Samirah calm do-" "No! You took me from her! I don't want to be here! Please... I just don't want to be here.." I cried as I began to give up my fight.

The nurses all had an expression on their face. "I'm sorry Ms. Jones.. but you must be careful because you are shy of having a miscarriage."

"What?" My body went numb.

"What did you just say?" I asked him.

"Ms. Jones we ran test on you and one of them was a pregnancy test that we conducted due to the rape kit being positive. It was certain that you are pregnant. That's why we had to act quickly to keep you from losing a certain amount of blood before a miscarriage happened."

I didn't even know what to say.

I'm pregnant by my uncle.

Fucking great.

He nodded his head and the nurses all let go of me.

I couldn't even cry. I'm shocked actually. I don't know what to feel.

"We've contacted a family mem- I don't have family," I cut him off.

His face had confusion written all over it. "So who is Renee Jones?"

"I don't know.." I said.

"Oh.. well she claimed to be your grandmother."

"My aunt told me I didn't have any family in my moms side.." I said nonchalantly.

"Oh dear.. well Mrs. Renee is here." He placed his clipboard in the holder that was attached to the end of my hospital bed. I was still confused at to who he was talking about because I never had family besides my mom, sperm donor, and nut case aunt and uncle.

"I guess you can send her in.." I sat up carefully  wincing at the amount of pressure I had to use on my wrist.

A lady walked in at ease looking me up and down. She looked to be in her 40s but she was short and had slight gray streaks in her black hair. She looked very good for her age.

"Oh my.." She gasped lightly. "Oh you are a spitting image of her.." She whispered to herself. She slowly walked up to my bed. Eyes never left my face. You could tell she was still in shock.

"Samirah hunny.."

"How do you know my name?" I was very unsure of how to treat her.

"I'm you're grandmother.." She said sitting on the bed next to my leg. I moved over a little still feeling uncomfortable.

She reached in her pocket pulling out her wallet and opening it to two different pictures she had.

One of my mother when she was a teenager and one of me when I was a baby.

"H-How did you get my baby picture?" I stared at the old photo that I remembered being taken of me.

"Your mom sent it to me along with many others I have back at home." She looked down at the picture of my mom. "You know she always talked to me about how much of a good baby you were. So sweet... barely cried... haha even the days she would have breakdowns you shitting on her sheets or something." She chuckled looking up at me.

A smile spread across my face. "Why have I never heard of you if you're my grandma?" I asked.

She sighed, "I won't sit here and lie, I wasn't the best mother. Your mom moved to Chicago to live her life and I stayed in Alabama with her sister and brother."

"Sister and brother?" So she did have family. More than I knew of obviously.

"Oh yes sweetie, but she wanted to be on her own and I let her. She got there and started to get on d-" she paused unexpectedly and looked at my bandages wrist. "Get some more rest love. I already talked to some lawyers and were working on getting you home with me. In the meantime I'm going to get all your things from those bastards and their going to jail."

She patted my leg gently and rose up from the bed leaning forward to kiss my forehead. She walked out the room and left me to nothing but silence but my thoughts were very loud. So much has happened in less than a week and today had to be the worse yet best one.

I can leave that home and start my life again. But with a baby I'm not sure I want to keep.

I sighed laying my body back down. I wish they would've just let me die honestly. I just stopped caring about my life and whatever I did with it. Whether live and be fucked up or die and be happy and pain free.

I closed my eyes wanting to rest and worry about everything tomorrow.