I starred at the pregnancy-test with hate. It was positive. I was pregnant. I threw the test to the ground and stomped on it until it broke. It help ease my anger a bit, but I knew it didn't change the fact I was going to have a baby.That filthy miserable wretch had to leave me. He never really loved me. He just filled my head with flattery. He said he would never leave me. He said he would love me forever. Now I'm stuck with no job, an unfaithful man, and a horrible thing living in my stomach. I looked at my stomach with disgust. I was certainly not gonna keep it. It can rot in hell with that bastard. I remember the day he came to me too.
I stood by my only son's and husband's graves. They were killed in a hit-and-run. I sniffed and held in my tears as I looked at their headstones.
Jackson Dave Pickard
Loving boy and son
2001-2008
Dale Carl Pickard
Loving husband and father
1979-2008
I finally let the tears fall. I was alone in this world. I would have to get a job to support myself. But worst of all, my family would no longer be with me.
"Excuse me?" I look over my shoulder to see a tall handsome man in a expensive suit unerneath an umbrella to keep off the rain. I stood there for a minute before saying,"yes?" The man walked to the graves and starred sadly at it.
"I'm sorry for your loss." I nodded my thanks as I starred at the graves again.
"You look cold." I nodded again and he led me to his car. He drove me home, the rain falling and hitting the windows of the car. Maybe...maybe the world wasn't so cruel after all.
I scoffed at my stupidity. He only wanted to sleep with me so he took my moment of weakness as an opportunity. Like every other man on this earth.
Well, if I wanted this thing dead, better do it now. I grab some birth controle pills and headed out of the bathroom. I sat down at my kitchen table with a glass of water and my computer smiling to myself. This would surely kill it. If not, I'll just get an abortion. I opened the pill bottle and took out four pills. I grab them and was about to swallow them when I noticed something on my computer. An advertisement.
Some government people were willing to pay a lot of money for an egg of a women. My confusion turned to delight. Not only could I get rid of this abomination, I could get payed for it. I would live comfortably for quite awhile. I could be free.
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