Chapter 1

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May 2002

Austin, Texas

Jami

"SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!" I'm shouting from the top of my lungs as I pace the room. I can't breathe or think straight. Owen jumps on the counter and knocks the stick on the tile floor. I bend to pick it up. As I hold the positive pregnancy test in my hand I start to shake uncontrollably. I feel like I've lost all control. It's something I've never really had. I have never really had it since the day I was born. Did I think it would change when I found out I was pregnant?

Where do I go from here? Suddenly, it starts to rain hard against the window of the bathroom. My mind is clouded with how I'm going to tell Tina and Jim. They are going to kill me! Hell, they are going to kill Ash too.

All those confessions of love Ash and I exchanged. Look where it's gotten me. I have to let him go. It's over for good now.

I have to leave. I can't stay here and be judged by this family. I need to call someone. I need to get the hell out of town and not look back to the clusterfuck I have made of my life. I've messed up yet again. My case manager needs to get me out of here before they kill me. I'm going to be alone. I know the road I'm on. I've been all caught up and got too comfortable. No more! I have to save the both of us now. It's not just about me anymore.

I pick up my cell and dial Susan, my case manager. She picks up on the second ring.

"Jami, is everything ok?" I can hear the panic in her voice.

The tears I'm holding back break from my eyes flooding my face like the Hoover dam. I sniffle my response, "Susan you have to get me out of this hell. I need to go NOW before anyone gets home."

"Where are you? Are you hurt? Say something," Susan says through the phone. She is driving and I can hear her honking at other drivers.

Tears streaming down my face like a flood I ask,"Can you come get me now, please? I can't stay here anymore. I'm at the house. Please come now before everyone get home. I'm all packed."

"OK! Stay! I'm on my way." Susan frantically speaks into the phone. I hear her line of profanities before she hangs up.

I'm not prepared for any of this.

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