Zooey Clarkson

"I love you." His voice made me melt and my heart skip a beat. Nathan was the perfect guy and I was his girl! Zooey and Nathan sitting in a tree doing something they shouldn't be- I sound like a kid! I'm eighteen for goodness' sake.

"Nathan...?" I mumbled as I looked down innocently, he lifted up my head and cupped my cheek. Then with his left hand, he put my rosey red hair behind my ear. My cheeks burned whenever Nathan touched, saw or thought of me.

"What is it sugar?" he smiled as his blue eyes met mine.

"I'm erm... Pregnant?" I made it sound like a question the way I said it. Nathan suddenly opened his mouth wide but shut it quickly when I saw.

"Zooey, you know you can get an abortion." Nathan replied looking down after removing his hand from my face. I never thought he'd say that! It's an alive baby! I'm not going to kill it am I?

"I don't have that choice and you know it!" I said loudly, Nathan stood up and looked at me frowning. I knew I loved him and he loved me but I can't kill a baby for God's sake! And if I did I could never live with it!

"Fine, but don't blame me when it's too much for you." he replied angrily.

"Will you be with me? Through the whole experience?" I asked kindly.

"It depends if the baby is mine. Who knows what bastards you've slept with recently." Nathan's tone changed from sweet to horrible on a matter of minutes.

"Well, lets see... The bastard I last slept with was... You! Surprise surprise!" I grinned evily. Nathan deserved it from his bitchy comments.

"Don't come crying to me when your life turns upside down! You moody slut!" those were his last words. Who knew that Nathan was so evil? I bet he's a player after all. He walked away and didn't even look back I bet he didn't even care, not even from the beginning when he asked me out.

"I guess we are on our own little fella. Or girl." I looked down at my stomach, it was still flat but nevertheless I knew I was pregnant. I giggled thinking about wether someone saw me talking to myself or not.

My eyes began to trail off to the distant bus stop. I guess I was going there then. Slowly I put in my headphones and headed to the bus stop.

Suddenly the world went black... I knew what was happening so I stood still, I couldn't see but I made my way to a bench and sat down. Then it happened...

"Daddy? Daddy? Mums gone to the shops now. I told her you would do drawing with me. Can you?" My little cute voice trailed away. I walked to the stairs in my small pink nightie, my long flowing brown hair touching my waist. I was five, but I could just about touch the handrail.

"Daddy? Are you smoking? Mummy said to stop it when I'm around." I clambered up the stairs and reached the second door down the hallway. I jumped with my tiny legs and just about opened the door.

"Daddy!! Daddy?!" I shouted as I saw his figure dangling on a rope from the fan on the ceiling. Then the light fell and hit my arm, I pulled it out of its socket and screamed. I had no way of lifting a fan off me. Then the whole scene started flashing brightly, I was back to the present.

"Oh my God..." I whispered... It was a scene from my past, I realised my eyes were almost watering. I thought that I had overcome my past so I never had flashbacks. Maybe it was because I was shocked about the breakup...

I just wanted to scream out... 

Help ME!!!

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