Chapter 9

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Sky had on the baggiest shirt possible, she was feeling self conscious today, even though she wouldn't start showing until the 2nd Trimester. "Ready?" calls Max through the doorway. Max was already sweaty from kendo, so he took a fast shower and woke up Sky for her appointment.

Another thing that changed Sky's life style slightly, was that she felt more tired then normal. She could no longer wake up early anymore, she was taking naps as often as possible. The nausea and morning sickness died down a little. She was getting back a healthy glow now that she was maintaing good health.

Sky steps out and the two walk to the car, instead of music there is a thick silence over the air, both uncertain how to feel. As soon as they pull up they are greeted by bells and an old man yelling,"Don't do this, turn back now, you are killing a human being."

Sky winces at the old man's voice, it hurt, but she wouldn't back down. Even if she wasn't getting an abortion, she needed information on what to do with her life. Everything would be different with any decision and she needed as much help as possible. 

Max pats her hand comfortingly as he parks the car,"Lets do this," he says with an optimistic smile.

Sky whispers a soft,"Thank you."

The two walk out, and they are suddenly bombarded by an old lady holding a picture of a deformed baby,"Don't do this, you are killing a human. You will be sent to hell."

Max brings in Sky closer, shielding her vision and walks right past the lady, ignoring her. They walk into the elevator, and Max pushes the button calmly. They step out to be greeted by the smell of anesthetic and hand sanitizer.  The walls seem to close in around Sky, her hands start to sweat. Max notices and squeezes her hand comfortingly, "You got this," he says.

They are greeted by a kind middle-aged women,"What can I do for you two youngsters?"

"Could we have some information on abortion? My friend here was considering it, but she doesn't know what it entails completely. She has an appointment at 12 today I believe," says Max.

"May I ask your age and name young lady?" asks the middle-aged women still smiling.

"Sky Carter, I am 16," Sky says.

"What would you like to know?" asks the woman.

"I want to keep the baby, at least I think I do. But I know it's going to be difficult, so is there any advice?" asks Sky.

"Sure, you can go to our birthing and childcare classes, if you need we have councilors available, today we aren't busy so I can set you up right away," says the lady.

"I'd like to see a councilor and maybe sign up for those classes,"says Sky.

"Certainly, one-second please," the lady typed away on her computer, ignoring the fact that protestors cries echoed throughout the room. 

Sky was given a simple information sheet to fill out. “Go ahead and sit down,” Sky says to Max.

Max moves to sit in the waiting room uncomfortably browsing through health magazines, unsure what to do. The information the magazines offered was stuff that Max already knew. The glossy photos of unrealistically skinny or fit people made Max want to barf.

The door swings open and in walks Jayden Huang, Max pulls the magazine higher over his face not wanting the boy to recognize him. When he looks up again he is greeted by Jayden standing in front of him,"Hey," says Max awkwardly.

Jayden just nods his head in greeting, "What are you doing here?" Jayden asks.

"I'm here for Sky, she needed some moral support today. What are you doing here?" asks Max.

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