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» Thirteen

I felt awful for lying to Wilmer, but there was no way in hell that he could know or find out about this. My arms wrapped securely around my abdomen as I sat in the backseat of the taxi cab, Wilmer placing my bags into the boot before opening the door.
"If you need me to come pick you up early, let me know"

I smiled, pressing my lips against his momentarily before sitting comfortably back in the seat. "I'll be fine, I'll see you tonight"

Giving me a wary smile, my sugar daddy/professor/kind of boyfriend, shut the taxi door and stood back as the vehicle took off.

"My Choice Medical Center, 4903 Pico Bulevard" I said anxiously, the driver raising his eyebrows before tapping the address into the GPS.

I had to think of what to tell Wilmer once I got home. Home? His home, not mine. I had told Wilmer that I was going to visit my family for the first time since they had kicked me out, and that I wanted to take them out for lunch and buy some new clothes to impress them. I told him that's why I needed the money.
Not because I was aborting his child.

I felt as if I was drowning in my mind. I was so scared for the abortion, I was so scared for Wilmer to find out. He couldn't find out. I'm on The Pill, but I must have done something wrong if I still got pregnant. I felt so stupid for letting this happen. Maybe if I was emotionally stable I would keep it. If Wilmer and I's relationship, or whatever we have, was completely stable then I would keep it. If I was financially stable I would keep it. I wouldn't be financially stable if Wilmer ran away because I was having his baby.

Who the fuck gets pregnant the first time they have sex anyway? Who the fuck finds a sugar daddy online who turns out to be her professor? I had the worst luck in the world.

"That's $40" The taxi driver told me, taking me out of my trance. I narrowed my eyes at him, the drive was barely 15 minutes and it was that expensive? Whatever. I handed the driver the money before promptly exiting the car.

I sucked in a deep breath as I stood outside the abortion clinic. I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of doing this. Growing up, I had always told myself that I would never get an abortion, but it's easier said than done when you're in the uncomfortable predicament of being pregnant at nineteen with your professors baby.

The clinic smelt of high end detol and old people. I'm not sure where the old people smell came from being an abortion clinic, but it was definitely there. "Demetria Lovato" I told the receptionist. She didn't say much, telling me to take a seat once she had typed my name into the fairly old computer.

"Demetria" I hear an unfamiliar female voice say. I jerked my head up to see a tall dark skinned woman at the door, a clipboard in one of her hands while the other was holding the door open. I promptly grabbed my purse and phone that was plugged into my portable charger, before following her into the desiccated room. I was told to get changed into a medical down before the nurse left me alone in the room. Only seconds after I had successfully put the gown on, another female entered the room. "Are you Demetria?"

I nodded, smiling weakly. "Yes"

"Good, how are you?" She asked, her voice chirpy and almost too happy for someone who worked in a place like this.

I shrugged, "I'm fine, I guess"

"Well Demetria, I'm doctor Lara Forrest and I will be the doctor performing your procedure today" I just nodded, not saying much as the guilt started to get to me about not telling Wilmer the truth. "Do you have any questions about the procedure before we begin?"

"Yeah, I have a few..."

"Sure, ask away" Dr. Lara smiled.

I sucked in a deep breath. "Will this abortion affect me getting pregnant in the future"

"No because we here perform our procedures very carefully, 99% of the time it won't affect you"

"Okay, that's good" I smiled lightly. "Will it hurt?"

"It depends on your pain tolerance, but it really shouldn't. Judging by the multiple tattoos I figure it won't be a problem. We do try to make it as comfortable for you as possible" I nodded while looking down to the white tiled floors. "But, there is a slight chance you will feel pain similar to menstrual cramps, I will give you pain killers to relieve it if that is the case"

"When can I...have sex again after this?" I asked anxiously. I had always been awkward while talking about sex, especially to people that I had known for less than ten minutes.

"Roughly about 2 to 3 weeks before having sex again, due to risk of infections. Once you do become sexually active again, I suggest you use condoms or other forms of protection to prevent another unwanted pregnancy"

I nodded while taking in all of the information, "I think I'm ready" I said. Dr. Lara instructed me to lay back onto the bed and place my legs up on portable stands at the end of the bed. Here we go.

..

I knocked on Wilmer's door as I stood outside of his house. I didn't have to wait long before Wilmer opened the door, nothing but a bath towel around his waist as I blushed at the sight of his toned abdomen. I don't think I was ever going to get use to how attractive he was in every way.

"Come in" Wilmer said opening the door. I stepped in as he almost instantly planted his lips against mine. I didn't quite want the kiss to end, so I let him pull me closer to him by my hips. My hands resting against his damp chest before pulling away. "How was it?"

"It was okay" I murmured, "They weren't overly happy to see me but at least they showed up" I shrugged, trying to seem casual and un-bothered about the lies that were leaving my lips before making my way into his bedroom and dumping my handbag onto the bedside table.

Wilmer sat next to me as I let out an anxious breath. He could tell that I wasn't exactly okay, and he thought he knew why. Cupping his hands around my face, he softly brought his lips to mine in a slow kiss. Things became heated quickly, he slipped his hand under my skirt before I pulled away as his hand moved to my inner thigh. Apart from the fact that I couldn't have sex for a few weeks due to risk of infection, I really just didn't want to right now. "What's wrong, hermosa?"

I looked down to the floor, "I'm just not in the mood after today" I told him. It wasn't a complete lie. I couldn't help the tears that fell from my eyes as his hand rubbed circles into my thigh. He wasn't trying to force anything onto me, he was just doing it as second nature and I found it somewhat comforting. "I just need you to hold me" I sobbed, Wilmer laying me down onto the bed and pulling me into him.

"What happened, baby?" He said seeming confused at my sudden hysterics.

I shrugged, taking in his scent as he held me. "I've just had a big day with a lot of emotions that I've been holding in"

"You can talk to me, you know that right?" Wilmer spoke softly, placing the tips of his fingers under my chin and lifting my head so that he could look into my eyes.

I nodded, "I appreciate that, but right now I just want to lay here with you"

He didn't say anything after that, simply pecking my nose before I snuggled my head back into his bare chest. I had almost forgotten that he was still only wrapped in a towel. I felt bad for keeping him half naked and holding a crying girl that had done nothing but lie to him all day, but I couldn't bring myself to move from his comfort and warmth.

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