Elizabeth's POV
I look at myself blankly in the mirror. Just thinking about the man I am with. He picked me up from jail, but he scares me. He has never hit me, but I think he will soon.
Things have gotten completely out of control! None of this was supposed to blow up like it did.
"Babe!" He roars.
I go to him. "Yes?"
He sits on his couch. His body stretched out takes up most of the space. He's handsome. He has white skin and beautiful blue eyes that attracted me to him, but I soon found that he's cruel. He hasn't hit me since I've been pregnant, but his temper grows worse everyday. He's a slum, no job, no family, but I love him. "Hand me a beer."
I go get him a beer from the fridge.
He takes it then grabs my hand and has me sit on his lap.
"I'm glad you gave up on that waiting until marriage bullshit." He slurs. I hate how early in the morning it is and he is already drunk.
I wouldn't have done itif it wasn't for him. He came in drunk and so to calm him I let it happen.
"What do you want to name the baby?" I ask.
He frowns. "It's his baby. Stick to the story you understand!" He barks.
I nod.
"Now don't make me snap again!" He tells me.
I nod and get up. "I think I will go to the store."
He grunts and I leave.
I have been having the worst feeling in my stomach for a few weeks now.
Nothing's wrong with the baby. If there was that would feel a thousand times worse. Maybe it's because if everything I've done to my sister.
Or the charges I'm facing.
I think it's the charges thing because I've always been a bitch to her. She was always our dad's favorite. My mother gave me her pickiness! She wanted me to be just like her. That's why I've never liked Eliza. While she was fucking chilling with dad I was doing the hard work. So I've always done things to be mean and a little evil, but I mean I've never taking it this far.
Jeremiah, my boyfriend, has turned me into a monster. I try to do right. I really tried sometimes, but this baby thing just went to far.
It was never Elijah's or I would have aborted it, but I couldn't have mother knowing I was fucking someone who wasn't in our class. God! How did I get here?
It was Jeremiah's idea to lie to Elijah.
I followed. I've been a leader all my life and he turns me into a liar and a follower!
I sit in the car and wonder how much more of this can I really take?!
I clutch my stomach. Not much more.
I can take a lot of stuff but this is to much. I should tell the police that he made me do it.
But then again. He didn't have a gun to my head and forced me too do everything.
But deep down I'm scared of him, but a twisted part of me wanted to do it as the best revenge ever!
I start the car and drive.
I need to think, but I can't think here.
I go to my house and no one is home, but my mother.
Recently I feel like she's been trying to find peace at the end of a bottle.
It hurts to know I did this to her. I just, well, honestly I don't even know what I was trying accomplish anymore.
"Elizabeth. Good you're home, come here."
"Not now mother. I have to go."
"Elizabeth! It's important."
"Mother. I will be back." I fume.
She grunts. I go to my room.
I put my prenatal vitamins in my purse.
I shove a few baby clothes in my bag. I grab a sheet of paper.
I grab a pen and write a letter.
I leave it on my desk and walk out of my room.
I go back downstairs and walk to the door.
"Mother, I'm leaving!"
The door swings open and I see my sister.
She looks at me with a blank face.
Before this all happened I never thought she'd give a damn about Elijah. I thought this was going to be a good plan. Have a baby maybe fall in love, but none of that is true.
I offer a smile and she nods moving past me.
I hurt everyone. I know what I must do.
"You getting ready for court?" Eliza mutters.
"Eliza, please don't press charges. It was an accident. It wasn't-" I shut my mouth.
Sometimes the truth doesn't need to be said. I can cause more pain.
I get back in my car and drive.
My thoughts fill the car.
You'll never make it!
You think he won't come looking for you?
You think you're family won't come looking for you?
You're not smart enough to do this!
Turn back!
You have a house waiting for you back there!
But I can never go back!
I can't!
Not after everything I've done!
I'm a monster!
A horrible sister!
A knocked up whore!
A terrible daughter!
I can never go back.
Will never go back!
They are better off without me!
I pull over and stop the car.
I can't breathe!
Deep breaths Elizabeth.
Soothing thoughts for the baby.
I get control of my breathing.
That's right easy.
I place my forehead on the wheel.
My phone rings and I see it is mother.
I decline the call then Eliza calls me.
They must have read my letter.
I get back on the road and leave the state.
Don't look back Elizabeth! Don't look back!
I look back and cry, but I keep driving. I will not stop!
Hey guys! I hope you enjoy this chapter! What did you think about being in Elizabeth's mind? It was interesting for me. Oooh you guys should check out this books called The Other World. It's really awesome I'm hooked on it and I don't get hooked on many things lol
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