Profit

Chapter 5

Bambi POV

I took slow, coursed, careful steps until I got all the way to the main street across town. I walked past all the local shops and walked right into the now half empty clinic. I sat down in a chair after filling out one of the papers on my whereabouts. When I was finished I turned in my papers and sat next to a girl who looked around my age and had a huge belly.

She was crying and sniffling. I could tell she was trying to stop but no remedy was working. I went into my bag, in which was tearing apart at the seams, and pulled out a mini sized package of Kleenex. I slowly handed one to her. She looked up with sincere eyes and grabbed the tissue.

"Thank you," She said in between sobs and sniffles, trying her hardest not to be heard. I could tell it was hard for her. Her eyes were pain stricken and she had a look of hurt ridden across her face.

"Are you okay?" I asked softly, not wanting to make her feel judged or offended. I just wanted to see if she was gonna be alright. I don't know how it feels to be pregnant but I know how it feels to be hurt. I've been through it plenty of times.

"No, not really," She sobbed shrugging while her chest heaved up and down, due to her excessive crying. I wonder if she's homeless or something. No, I don't think so. She looks pretty well off though.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked her raising my eyebrows, and smiling lightly, letting her know that everything would be fine. She took a deep breath and nodded hesitantly. She inhaled quickly and exhaled deeply.

"Im pregnant, but I'm pretty sure you knew that already, and on top of it my baby's father is starting to doubt it's his baby because of his new girlfriend," She explained. What kind of person would do something like that? That doesn't sound good at all. I exhaled a little but patted her back for comfort.

"It'll be alright. Everything works out for the best and you're gonna be just fine, you and the baby. If he doesn't want to be there it's his loss not yours," I said smiling lightly and she hugged me while occasionally sniffling. She pulled back and smiled.

"Thank you I'm going to tell him either you step up, or stay out of my babies life," She said proudly, wiping away her tears. I just nodded in approval. I looked up at the clock in which the time read 8:43. I waited for a minute playing with the straps attached to my bag.

"Harvey," The receptionist called out. The girl next to me stood up and waddled off smiling. She actually looked happy. I smiled and looked back down at my feet. The now almost unwearable converses I had on. I blew out a breath and chewed my lip in anxiety waiting patiently for my call.

"Jacobs," The receptionist called out once again. I stood up and made my way over to her. She led me beyond the doors and into an all white room with a wooden door. I sat on the bed and waited with my bag in my lap. I heard the door open and close. I looked up to be met with a middle aged tan skinned man. He smiled a wide smile and sat down next to me.

"Okay Ms. Jacobs what are you here for," He asked, occasionally glancing up at me but waiting to jot down my words on his clipboard covered in papers. His eyebrows knitting together in anxiousness.

"I think I might have a stomach bug or something", I said hoping that he would know what's going on. He just nodded and began writing, the sound of his pen scribbling against the paper. He smiled and stood up going into one of the cabinets. He pulled out a small cylinder with an orange cap.

"I need a quick urinary sample, there's a restroom right to your left," He said handing me the small cup. I nodded and took it in the bathroom with me. I did my business and washed my hands, then took the cup back into my room. I gave him the cup and sat back on the bed. He smiled and stood up.

"I'll be back in a couple of minutes with your test results," He said smiling. I simply nodded and he walked out of the door. I grew quite nervous and was scared of what would happen next. I did what he said and I waited. I looked up at the ceiling in anticipation and took deep breaths, exhaling slowly. What is my life really coming to. I heard the door open and close again. The nervousness slowly piling up on me and the nervous thud in my heart beat out of control.

"Well Mrs.Jacobs," That's basically all that I heard before my mind started to go blank and questions bubbled up to the brim of my thoughts. Was I ready for this?

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