The Life I Never Wanted

The Departure (Chapter 1)

If you had a choice between staying at home, the place you grew up in and have always known, and giving away a baby you never wanted, not knowing what would happen to it or keeping the small bundle of life you created, knowing it'll always know it's mother, but leave the life you knew behind, what would you choose? I picked the second choice. Now, I know you're probably thinking I'm some slut that got knocked up by one of the many guys that I sleep with and I deserved what I got, but that's not me at all.

It all started at my 17th birthday party, in the old tree house I used to play in when I was a little girl. It was a regular, red painted tree house that had a wooden staircase leading down from it, nothing special. Usually, in situations like these the sex wasn't really planned or it was just a random hookup, but, in my case, I knew it was coming for months.My boyfriend, Josh, and I had planned it on his birthday, which was July 18, 4 months before my birthday.

Josh was a real good looking guy, he had short blonde hair always styled with a flip in the front, his tanned biceps were stong and you could tell he worked out a lot. He had dark brown eyes, almost like a dog's and he has deep red lips, though they weren't so red that it looked like he was wearing lipstick. He usually wore some sports themed t-shirt with jeans and black and red Nike's.

I, however, have dark brown hair that was usually straight but curled if I didn't blow dry it, though I rarely let my hair air dry. I have light blue eyes that I consider gray and I have naturally pink lips, something a lot of the girls in school were jealous of. I usually wore a t-shirt with some inspirational quote that allowed me to power through the day with a pair of faded skinny jeans. I have a thin build, it quite annoyed me actually. With no ass, I was just thankful my boobs were a decent size, they weren't huge but they weren't flat so I was happy. I had to wear my dull-black colored glasses in class sometimes when I couldn't see the board. Occasionally I wore them when I wanted to look like a nerd, which was usually on a Monday so that my teachers would still think I was smart even though I fell asleep sometimes.

I didn't really understand what it would be like until it happened and, yeah, I guess it was kind of romantic and intimate, but something about the memories and the whole middle-of-the-party was a bit distracting and awkward.

We panicked a bit when the condom broke at the worst time and he couldn't, um, pull out quick enough. I told him I was on birth control but, the truth was, I had forgotten to take them. I was worried a bit when we stepped out of the tree house, unsure of whether or not I could or would get pregnant. I wished I'd remembered to take that damn pill.

My birthday had been on a Friday so I had the weekend to stress about it and my parents were out working; my mother was a Realtor and my father was a lawyer so they often worked on weekends.

I drove to the CVS that was on main street in the new black Toyota Camry I had gotten for my birthday, along with my driver's license. I was really anxious, the possibility that I could get pregnant made me sick. When I got to main street, there was a lot of traffic and, me being my impatient self, I just got more and more anxious as I slowly made my way to the parking lot behind CVS. Luckily, there were many open parking spots so I parked quickly and practically ran into the store.

I walked fast to the isle that had the condoms and pregnancy tests which, of course, was opposite the place I'd walked in. I froze when I got to the isle because Josh stood there, leather jacketed back to me, looking at the condoms. I went into the isle to the right which had magazines and books in it, looking over the top of the racks.

He stood there for a few good minutes before choosing a box and walking away, probably to buy some chips because that was the type of guy he was. After our escapade in the tree house, he ate a hot dog, 2 hamburgers, and a plate of french fries. I think it was all the energy he burned being over-dramatic with his thrusts.