Nae was on her way to a clinic. Abortion clinic. Did she want to do this? No. The whole way there she was shaking. Nearly crashed her car because she couldn't keep her hands still. She cried for 3 nights. She then realized. She couldn't take care of a baby that could possibly look like Dustin. She parked at the clinic and walked in.
"I have an appointment with Dr. Ferguson." She said.
"Name?"
"Chanae Marshall." She mumbled.
"The doctor will be with you in a moment." Nae nodded and sat waiting. Nervous.
Text to Dustin:
You dont have' to worry about me anymore. Im handling mines and whats best for me.
She sighed as she sent it.
"Chanae Marshall. Dr. Ferguson is ready for you."
On the other side of town. Dustin and Chantel were leaving BabysRUs. Chantel was expecting a baby girl. Desiree Harris. Dustin was feeling some type of way about this situation. He felt bad for doing Chanae like that. She was the sweetest and funniest girl he ever been with and he messed that up.
His phone buzzed and saw it was a picture message. He opened it and saw it was Chanae walking inside the ParksEdge Abortion Clinic. Anger filled his body. How could she do this shit? he thought. Right when he was about to text her, her message popped up.
Chanae😘: You dont have' to worry about me anymore. Im handling mines and whats best for me.
He sighed. He truly fucked up.
