Sweet Chances

This is my first story on wattpad the genre is a romance/drama based, but still a lot different than most stories I have read from here.. The first chapter is a prologue and I will have the actual first chapter up as soon as I can. The prologue will be in first person, the regular chapters will be in third person. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and if you have any questions feel free to ask questions.

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                                                                     ~Prologue ~

It was a summer day when my mother took me to our doctors office, I was 15 and like every other girl; hormonal. Of course, hormones are always usual, but what was going on with me was odd.. I remember it like it was just yesterday, I had a striking pain in what I thought was my lower abdomen so  mom made sure to set an appointment up to get checked on. That day we pulled up into the parking lot of the doctors office my mom had said "don't worry honey, you'll be fine." What she didn't know was that the things I went to the doctor for would affect me several years later.. We went into the waiting room and waited for someone to call us back to a room, which took around twenty minutes. Once a nurse called my name my mother and I followed the nurse back, we listened her as she explained various possible things the pain could be. I never really knew what any of them meant and didn't really care, I went into thought as I waited for my actual doctor to come into the room and speak with me. Moments later, the doctor came in and informed me of some blood tests I would need to take. The doctor figured I had something going on with my ovaries and back then I still didn't understand. I took the blood tests which took a few days to get results back on, my mom took me home and I dozed off, dreaming of the life I'd have in New York, modeling, living on my own, and hopefully getting fame. Life was always so perfect in my dreams, but then again whose dreams weren't perfect?

A few weeks later and still no phone call about my tests results, which only meant I was in the clear and I didn't have to worry. Wrong. The afternoon came and the doctor had called with my results, the news wasn't so good.. The doctor said I had some complications with my ovaries that had actually caused damage to my ovaries, due to that if I ever wanted to have children it would be highly unlikely to have my own considering I only had my menstrual cycle every few months. Of course at fifteen who is worried about having kids? I was the least bit concerned with it, I acutally believed I'd stay single forever and never want children, but that always changes when there are problems like I have. That night my mother told me I remember shrugging it off my shoulders carelessly, it wasn't a big deal. Once I was seventeen everything came together, the fact that it was impossible for me to have children with anyone finally had set in. It didn't settle with me until I was older, at that moment I knew my life wasn't going to be the way I had hoped it would be. But I still had hope.  Even if I cried everynight.