Homeless pregnant reader x America

Life as we know it

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(Y/N)'s POV

My life was never easy; I always have to go through life the hard way and make ends meet. However, I can't if I can then I would but look at me nobody cares about me because I am pregnant and homeless. My family kicked me out of their house because I am a slut who likes to have sex with men. First of all, I am not a whore who wants to have sex with men, but that is not me. I never had sex until I meet my ex-boyfriend Alfred. I loved him; he treated me like a princess regardless of everything that had happened to me. Besides that, it is over between myself and Alfred because he broke up with me before I was going to announce my pregnancy. Maybe killing myself would be the right thing to do. I don't know what else to do other than give up. My parents are right I don't belong here, and I should have been stillborn, but here I am. A twenty years old who is homeless and raped more than once while living in the streets. Alfred doesn't need me anymore and killing myself is the only thing that I can do right. 

I thought that I was going to have a bright future with Alfred, but I guess not. I grabbed a piece of glass and stared at myself like it was a mirror. My clothing is ruined, my face looks like I have been in an abusive relationship, my body was completely in pain. I can't look at myself anymore because it is too embarrassing. I placed the piece of glass on my arms and began cutting. "I am so sorry baby, I know that you didn't want this to happen, but once we are free from this world, we can live in peace and happiness. I am sorry that I let you done" I said. All that I could feel is liquid coming out of my arm and baby kicks. I began cutting deeper until my body gave up. Everything went dark until I heard someone calling my name. 

(Y/N) wake up please. No, no, please don't die. I need you!