In a world of just in time

Chapter 7

Damon's POV

I should not have walked away!

As soon as I walk through the door I walked into the main living room and sat down on the sofa and gazed into the fire which was slowly dying down.

I just sat there thinking for an hour until the front door slamming shut knocked the thoughts out of my head. My father walked into the living room and sat opposite me.

"What's on your mind son? You aren't usually home at this time? I thought you would be out with that new girl in your life Katerina."
"I just wanted to come home tonight and do nothing."

We sat there in silence until my mother walked in sitting down beside my dad, immediately taking his hand.

"Giuseppe what did you moan at him about this time." My mother said as she playfully slapped my dad on the arm.
"Nothing. Something I obviously just on his mind."
"Oh what is it Damon? I know we are your parents but you can talk to us about anything." She smiled sweetly.
"It's nothing worth saying." And that's true. She doesn't want to continue with the pregnancy so what is the point in telling them.

Thursday

Elena's POV

I haven't gone to school all week. I can't face Damon again especially now I know he doesn't want me to get an abortion. He even said he would raise the baby. But I can't think like that, not with the life I live. I can barely keep myself alive let alone go through an entire pregnancy alone. It's too hard.

I am waiting in the abortion clinic. I can't get the abortion today since I am a minor but if I can get through this they can't force me to continue with this pregnancy no one can.

"Elena Gilbert." A women in a suit calls out. I get up and follow her into one of their rooms where I sit down. She closes the door behind her and proceeds to sit opposite me.

"So miss Gilbert we are here just to talk. Nothing will happen today but I just want you to know anything you say to me today will never leave this room. My job is to make sure what is best for you is met both physically and emotionally. I am a registered midwife and I have specialised in teenage pregnancies, so I would like to perform a quick scan after this. To confirm pregnancy and see how far along you are so if you do get an abortion we know which approach to take."
"Okay." I can't wait for this to be over.
"So I will start asking questions, answer with as much or little as you want or not at all."
"Okay."
"When did you find out you was pregnant?"
"About a week ago."
"Have you spoken to your parents."
"No." I answered immediately, probably a little to fast.
"Have you considered telling them?" With every question and answer she was writing loads of notes.
"No. My mum passed away and I am not close to my dad."
"I am sorry for your loss. I feel like talking to your father though will be beneficial. He may be angry at first but he may be the person to really help you at this difficult time."
"He won't. I know." I think she noticed I was getting uncomfortable so she didn't push any further.
"Have you spoken to the father of the foetus?"
"He knows but we aren't together and he doesn't want a baby. He suggested adoption but I can't be pregnant. I need to focus on school and my future, not being pregnant."
"Is that why you want an abortion?"
"Yes, I need to sort my own life out before I can even consider taking care of someone else. I have no money and no one would support me even if I did want to keep it."

The questions went on for awhile but my answers got shorter and shorter, I think she got the hint and finally stopped.

"If you are okay with it I would like to perform a scan to see how the pregnancy is." She said sweetly. I felt weirdly comfortable being with her but that didn't change my mind about getting an abortion or telling her the real reason I don't want to keep the baby.

She hands me a gown, "could you please change into that. We need to perform a vaginal examine since you could be very early into the pregnancy and this will give the best image."
"Right."

I change and wait patiently on the table.

She knocks on the door.
"I'm ready."

"This won't take long I assure you." I nod my head. I watch as she puts on her gloves and sets up the equipment. She holds up a long stick thing. Great. She gestures at me to spread my legs and I do. I close my eyes as I feel the object enter me. I hold my hands together as she continues. I see her looking at the screen.

"Do you mind if I see?"

She turns the screen allowing both of us to see it.

"Can you see that there?" She says as she points to a grey image that looks like a bug or a bean.
"The bean?"
"Yes." She smiles as she talks.
"Yes I see it."
"That's the foetus. You're very early into the pregnancy, a couple of weeks."
"That would be right." I have only had sex once so I know when I conceived. I thought getting pregnant on your first time only happened in the movies. Just my luck.

I can hear the midwife talking I am just starring up at the screen. At the baby. My baby. I feel tears begin to pool in my eyes and roll down my cheek.

She removes the object and I sit up slowly trying to wipe away the tears.

"Can I have a moment please?"
"Of course." She walks out of the room closing the door behind her.

I get dressed and sit back down to stare at the screen. She left it frozen so the image is still up there. I place one hand on my belly and I stroke the screen with my other hand. My little baby. And I love it. God what is wrong with me?

The midwife slowly walks back in and I quickly take my hand away from my belly and the screen. Placing my hands at my side.

"Here I thought you might want this?" I looked over to see her holding out an image of the scan. I didn't take it, I just turned to look at the screen. The midwife sat down next to me.

"You know it is okay to not get an abortion. It's your choice."
"It's not."
"It is sweetie." She places the photo on my lap.
"Call me if you have questions or need to talk, okay?"
"Okay. So about the abortion?"
"I think you should take more time to think about it."
"Okay."

Once I had left the clinic after making another appointment with the same women in two weeks time, I started to walk towards school. I had no where else to be and to be honest I didn't mind it. It was the only place my dad allowed me to be.

Once I arrived at school they day went by pretty quickly and soon enough it was time to leave. Once I got home I walked around the side of the house to the back garden and sat down on the steps by the back of the house.

"You are home. Good." I heard my father say from behind me. He came down the steps and picked up the chain from the floor, then proceed to lock it around my ankle. He used to forget most of the time but ever since I went to that beach party he made sure that I was locked into place.

He was smoking a cigarette as he looked down at me. I was trying to hold my breath because I should be inhaling the stuff in my condition. Wait. Why do I care? "You look so much like your mother. A weak pathetic whore." I didn't say anything back there is no point I just continued to look down at the ground. Once he had finished his cigarette he leaned down next to be, putting the end of it out on the top of my back under my top. I bit my lip hard, I could feel blood in my mouth but it was the only thing I could do to not make a sound. If I gave in to the pain he would carry on further. I know he enjoyed making me suffer.

When he left I feel down on the ground on my knees, now allowing the tears to escape from my eyes.

I placed one hand on my stomach and smiled slightly just thinking about the potential life I have inside of me. I want it. I know I do but because of him I can't. He has ruined and taken everything from me and now he is making me get rid of my own baby.