Training Ground

Good News?

Venus' P.O.V
*Six Months Later*
Well, A lot has happened within the past six months and I'm not sure it can be said in 1000 words but here goes.....
It's been six months since the incident happened and since then I've changed....a lot. I put a deadbolt on my door. Why? Well, it's to lock myself in and make sure no one comes in a hurts me again and I made everyone knock and I do mean EVERYONE. I even cursed out Daddy because he barged in without knocking even though I was just reading a book I still had to make a point. I kicked him out and made him knock and even then I didn't let him in. I don't talk to Angle anymore I barely talk to my mom and every time we have dinner it's always awkward and ends with me taking my food to my room. I don't interact with Kendrick anymore. I mean we text but I don't let him see me on the weekends. I ignore him while in school for the whole nine yards. And something else came about during these six months... I'm pregnant. I took the pill to prevent STDs instead back it the hospital and the items that I bought were pregnancy tests. I found out a week after the incident when I started getting sick but I realized that I was not sick at all and took every last test that I had and all of them came back positive....positive. After that, I hid it easily from my mom, Angel, and Kendrick but boy those cravings were damn near impossible to hide. I felt like a big ass elephant when it came to eating and that wasn't good considering that I out-eat Angel (her stomach is a bottomless pit😂😂😂). I've started wearing baggy clothes and sweatshirts and hid the baby bump. That and I was not feeling pretty anymore. I decided that I would write to Terrance while he's in jail because what better way than to tell him he got me pregnant and he'll never see his child for as long as he has breath in his body😈😈😈. I wrote him a letter a day for six months and do you even want to know what happened??? They come straight back with a return to sender stamp on them. He rapes me and doesn't bother reading my letters?!? The nerve of him. That doesn't mean that I gave up I tried calling the prison that he's at. They go unanswered. I even scheduled visits so I could speak with him face to face. He declines every. Last. One. So this time all go under a different name and see if he accepts it.
*Present Day*
Today is and will forever be the hardest day of my life. Today I'm going to go see Terrence. All my efforts have failed and this will be my last time and I mean LAST time. I wanted him to know that he has a child on the way, not that he'll ever see him but he at least deserves to know. As I got ready I couldn't help but look in the mirror. My belly was the size of a beach ball and still growing and booming with life. For six months I've been ashamed of my baby and hid him from the world and loved ones I just don't know what to do. I had on baggy sweat pants and and sweatshirt with my hair in a messy bun with no make-up and I couldn't help but feel like a sloth and unattractive so I finally had an epiphany. Why should I be ashamed of my baby? He did this to me and it shouldn't be hated because of the actions of another. So I decided to change all that, I no longer wanted to feel unattractive and unconfident in myself. Let's put on something sexy girl. I told myself for motivation. I went into my closet and pulled out a red sun dress and flats to match, did my hair, and put on makeup. When I stepped back in front of the mirror I was elated. I finally had that burst of confidence that I'd been missing. I grabbed my purse and left locked my door and went to the front door. Before I opened the front door, I looked out of the window to see if anyone was at the door. It has become a habit for a very good reason. When the coast was clear I opened the door and the sunlight instantly hit my face causing warmth to engulf my body even making my soul heat up. I stepped out of the door and closed and locked it behind me. I started walking to the bus stop since, you know, I haven't told anyone that I'm going to see Terrence or that I'm pregnant quite yet so the bus will have to do.
*15 minutes later*
Standing outside of the prison has never been this nerve-wracking before. I mean just the thought that I might have a chance to see him today I haven't got a clue as to what I would say to him. Oh well, I'll make it up as I go😉. My head is clear. My heart is open for forgiveness and my feet are moving. I marched right into that prison with my head held high and with determination on my agenda. I walked to the sign-in desk signed it and waited to be called. "Next," the officer at the window said. I walked up to the desk smiling I said, "Good morning, how are you?" The officer just looked at me with a firm look and said "Chipper I see well we don't have much of that around here. Who are you hear to see?" "Terrence." "The rapist?" I was shocked I didn't know they called him that in here but then again this is prison it was bound to come out sometime. "Yes that's him but I prefer that you don't tell him who is visiting him since every time I come he declines to see me." "Understood ma'am it's his day for visitations would you rather have face-to-face or the phone?" "Phone please." "Alrighty once you finish with the security checkpoint head on up the the second floor and go to the right the a room full of people that's the visitation room." "Thank you." and with the I was in my way.
*5 minutes later*
Wow, those stairs are no joke. I get into the visitation room and take a seat in the back just to feel like I have a little privacy in here. I waited for about five minutes and with each minute I started losing hope and then I saw him...
To be continued...