In a world of just in time

Chapter 5

Elena's POV

I'm pregnant.

While I was at the police station the sheriff tried to convince me to go to a hospital appointment to check on the baby. She was talking for about half an hour but I didn't hear any of it. I think I was in a state of shock. Maybe I still am.

The police had to release me the even though my dad hadn't responded and once I finally got home we went through the same routine of hitting and being chained out. Luckily he didn't kick my stomach.

Why am I thinking luckily? I don't care about it.

Monday comes around slowly. I spend most the day trying not to think about the growing foetus I have inside of me. I can't believe Damon knocked me up. And how unlucky do I have to be to get pregnant on my first time. Yes, I lost my virginity to Damon. Rumours about me sleeping with loads of guys spread around school mainly because I have made out with a few of them but that it all that happened. But boys being boys told the school I slept with them. I am also to blame for the rumours as I never told anyone the truth or even tried to stand up for myself.

By the end of the day I know I have to make a decision about what I am going to do.

Keeping it simply isn't an option. Firstly I am too young. I have no money and no means of getting a job. And I live under a house! I am also completely alone. I have no family to rely on and no friends. Well I have friends but I wouldn't consider myself close to any of them, they would not and can not help me. The one family member I do have is abusive and hates me. If he ever found out I was pregnant he would beat me until I miscarry and then kill me afterwards for getting myself knocked up. And finally this baby doesn't even have a father. Damon is well... to be honest I don't know him but I don't want to either. He won't want a baby at 17. I don't.

Yeah, I don't want this baby.

I know it sounds like I am being selfish but this is also showing mercy to it. The mercy that I was never shown. It will not be forced into living, if it ever gets as far as being born, with my abusive father, under a house. With no one loving or caring about you. Left to fend for yourself. My life is simply too cruel to bring a child into.

Tuesday morning comes around and I know what I have to do. But I think I have reached that stage where I am in denial. I walk straight past the school entrance and quickly make my way to the pharmacy to buy well steal a pregnancy test. I have to check for myself.

I don't have my car back since the police took it because of the drag racing and the only one who can get them to release it is my dad.

I walk into the pharmacy where luckily I see the woman who owns the place talking to a customer about a prescription. I walk quietly down the isles looking for the pregnancy tests, without being noticed.

"Finally I have found them. Ugh why are they so many?" I decided to go with one that shows results in the quickest time. I don't want to be waiting around for ages. I know I am pregnant but I need to have the evidence right in front of me. I hold the box in my jacket and proceed to walk out.

As I go to walk out of the door the alarm goes off. Crap. I am usually so good at this. Before I can run for it and hand holds my arm and I immediately turn around pushing their hand off me. I can't stand people near me let alone touching me.

"Don't touch me!" I snap at her. Turns out to be the woman who owns the pharmacy. She quickly takes a step back from me but not far enough for me to run.
"Sorry miss but that alarm means you most likely have something that does not belong to you." I open my mouth to reply but she puts her hands up as if she is surrendering. Now I am confused, she should be yelling at me at least. "Now you can pay for the item or return it to me. If not I will be forced to phone to police." Honestly I wouldn't mind the police visit but I can't take another beating like that from my father.