What happened then

Part I Prologue

The clock was ticking away, every second was agony sitting in this chair while she stared at me. I tried to reposition myself but only succeeded in hitting my belly with the arm rest. I doubled over in pain and disgust as I felt it squirming inside me.

"Tell me something, anything. I want to help I'm not here to hurt you." She said. I stared at her and let the clock keep ticking.

"Do you plan on keeping it?" I gave her a dirty look at asking me such a question.

"Adoption?" I wrinkled my nose and looked away. She sighed in defeat and closed her notebook. "Our hour is up, you can leave. I really hope you try and recover. This isn't healthy for you. And if you don't care about yourself anymore, at least think about that child growing inside you." I stood from the chair and walked away.

Once I reached my car and started the engine I drove home,with the intention of taking a nice nap.

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I woke up, in the car. It was snowing out, and I could see my breath as I exhaled. I immediately turned on the car, and took in my surroundings. There was nothing but trees everywhere, and a little dirt road where I had managed to squeeze in with the car. In my passenger seat was an empty bottle of beer, and a joint, things I didn't remember drinking or smoking. I turned the heat on full blast as I figured out how to get away from here. I tried turning the engine on, but it wouldn't work. No matter how much I tried. As I looked in the rear view mirror, there he was. Not so close, but not far enough for me to escape.

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I woke up at around 6 in the afternoon, out of breath and covered in sweat with my hair matted down to my face. It was pitch dark and I was suddenly overwhelmed with anxiety. I didn't know what to do besides cowered in fear. I stayed there, hiding under my blankets, until the sun spilled through my windows and I could see everything clearly.

I got up as soon as I decided it was safe, and I went to the kitchen to prepare myself a quick breakfast. Which usually consisted of a rice cake, water, and a diet pill, but was now a bowl of cereal (with water instead of milk), a protein bar, and still my usual glass of water. I changed into yoga pants, a sweater, and some shoes before going out for my usual morning walk.

This was what my day consisted of lately, I didn't have many people left in my life, nor enough money to properly feed myself, much less another person. And I was perfectly okey with that. I got paid enough for rent and bills, that was all that mattered to me. Surviving.