Saved by the Bad Boy

Chapter 17

For the next few days I sleep in my car. I put the debit card into a new bank account and I get a new card. I barely get by with food, trying to spend the least money as possible. Most of my shirts can't fit me anymore so I wear the same sweatshirt everyday. Which starts to stink after a few days. I spend more of my time trying to find an easy enough job for me to do. But I come up with nothing. After about a week I'm sitting in my car going through job opportunities. But the sun is setting and I need to go to bed. Except I hate sleeping in the car, I have a few blankets now, but it's still uncomfortable. Why do I have to do this? My baby is going to be born in a car, and won't have anything for him. I'm just going to guess that he's a boy. If only things could've gone how I planed, why did he do this to me? Could someone not have a heart? Did he not care about his son or daughter? Was he truly a heartless monster? Was he always like this? Did he make a deal with his dad to do this? But they didn't excpect me to fight back. They thought I was weak, and I guess I am. I cry every night for what I did to those people, I have nightmares every night. I hate sleeping, I hate the silence, I hate the pounding of my thoughts in my head, I hate being alone all the time, I hate not having a place to sleep, I hate it. I open my door to the cold air. I wonder what I could've done. I wonder if I could've done anything that would be made him like me. I wonder what things would've been like if he didn't go for her instead. I wonder if he was always pretending to like me, or if leader convinced him. I don't know, and I don't want to. He's gone, and I hope that I never see him again. But something aches in me, wanting more than anything to have him back. Something tells me that I can't, that I'll never be able to forget, that I'll always want to be with him. I just don't understand how he could do this to me? How could a person even act so loving but not be? Something doesn't settle right with this, and I feel nothing but pain and fear for the future. I brush away a tear.

"Excuse me." I look up to see a women with short black hair, rounded face, narrow, and dark brown, shy eyes. She looks remakibly familiar, I quickly put on a smile.

"Yes? I'm sorry, do I need to move?" She shakes her head quickly.

"Oh, no, you just look like someone. What is your name?"

"Caliga Neve." I know it's bad to give out my information but I have freaking ice powers! I think I can protect myself. And she looks really nice. Her face goes pale and she stares at me. My eyebrows furrow, "Are you alright? Do I know you?" She gives me a sad look.

"Oh gosh, I'm our aunt." I stare, my mouth dropping open.

"What-?"

"It's a long story, but I'm your mother's sister, younger by almost 10 years. So I was 10 when u were born and a little less then 20 when she...passed. I wanted to take you in, get full custody, but I didn't have what I needed to care for you, I'm sorry." She gives a sad smile and I hug her.

"No, I understand, I loved my foster family." My voice cracks talking about them in past tense.

"What happened?" I sigh.

"Now that's a really long story."

"Okay, well I don't want you pregnant and by yourself sleeping in your car. Come on, I'll care for you since I wasn't able to before." She becons for me to follow and I take out my bag of stuff and follow her to her car. As we drive we talk.

"Oh, I'm Connie by the way." She says with a smile. I return it.

"It's nice to finally met you." I start to think that I'll finally be able to have a normal life.