Breath

Chapter 8

          I couldn't do this, I can't have his baby. After crying for what felt like forever I hear George come over to the door.

          "Babydoll what's wrong? Oh no, is it negative, baby I'm sorry let me in" he said.

          If I didn't know him like this that would sound so nice, but I know the real him. I heard him bang on the door so I quickly unlocked it, he rushed in and pulled me into a hug. Looking over my shoulder he sees the tests and I hear him take a deep breath.

          "It's positive! Omg my baby is pregnant!" He sounded so happy.

          I flinched, I can't believe that he is happy. It's bad news, it's terrible. How am I supposed to protect this baby from George? What if he hurts the baby. I can't live with myself if he hurts this baby.

          "Babydoll, do you want something to eat? Are you hungry, do you want ice cream?" He asked.

          "No thanks. I want to sleep." I said with a frown on my face.

          He looked sad, but grabbed my hand making me flinch. He must not have noticed because he just kept pulling me to my room. He opened the bedroom door for me, and I walked in and just laid down on the bed curling into my blanket.

          I know he said something but I paid no attention to what he said. As of right now I don't want to see his face, or hear his voice ever again. Though I know that's too much to ask for cause I'll see him again soon.

          Placing my hands on my stomach I pray that I get away from George soon. I need to keep this baby safe. And if that means hurting George so be it. This baby can not live with George. He will ruin it, I know he will.