Too Young (Travlyn Fic)

Katelyn

I look at the rising sun, hidden partially by buildings. Tall buildings. We are in Okasis now. Okasis. This is where I was born. Kacey was born in Phoniex Drop, but I was born here.
I feel sick, like I'm going to throw up, but I fight it. I can't throw up on the bus. I can't.
But I can't hold it down for long.
"Firefist Avenue," the bus says. I can get off here. I ring the bell and it slows to a stop.
"Have a nice day, Ms," the bus driver says, smiling.
"Thank you," I tell her before bolting off the bus.
It's a dark street, full of apartments. Maybe they'll be cheap, but they don't look it.  I have a few thousand dollars. College funds.
The sick feeling is back. There is a bush nearby and I almost jump to it.
I didn't have much to throw up, but it leaves me feeling nasty. I sit down, holding my stomach. Tears come, tears I've been fighting. What am I doing?
I don't know how long so sit there. I don't know. I don't know what's going on. I place my head between my knees. I sit there. Crying.
There are footsteps. A shadow stops in front of me.
"Honey, are you okay?"
I look up. There is a woman. Her mousy brown hair falls loose in her face. She pushes it away, revealing the one of the most lovely sets of brown eyes I've ever seen. I bite my lip.
The woman crouches in front of me. I realize I must look a mess. Tangled hair, throw up down the front of my sweater, tears rushing down my face.
"Honey? What happened to you?" I just keep crying. I couldn't tell any of my friends about it, how can I tell some random lady?
But I want too. She seems so motherly.
"My name is Donna. I own the apartments over the apothecary. Here, come with me."
She takes my hand. I follow her to the nicest building on the block. I don't know why I'm going with her.
The shop is nice and clean. I feel like a stain, like dirt.
What is going on with my life?
"How old are you, honey?" Donna asks. She's making something, it looks like coffee. It makes my stomach growl. Hush, I say to my stomach. The tears have stopped. I'm back under control now. "Honey?"
I could lie. Or I could tell the truth.
"Twenty one," I lie, guilt filling my stomach. Donna raises her eyebrows. The sick feeling is back.
"Do you have a bathroom?" I blurt. Donna nods, pointing to a small room. I race to it and throw up in the toilet, making it just in time.
Morning sickness, I realize. Because of the baby.
I hear footsteps and the I feel Donna lift my hair away from my face.
I throw up again.
"It's okay," she says, soothingly. I want to cry again. But I'm Katelyn. I'm not suppose to cry.
Except for I just did.
I sit down on the bathroom floor.
"I'm sorry," I whisper.
"Oh, honey it's fine. Let me get you some coffee."
I almost say yes, then I remember.
I can't have caffeine.
"No! I can'!"
Donna turns around. Her eyes narrow. She comes back to sit beside me.
"I want you to tell me the truth about yourself, okay? It's the only way I can help."
I will tell her somethings. But not everything. I bite my lip, nervously.
Oh, how I wish Travis or Aph or Lucinda or anyone were here.
Oh, how I wish I was just a regular, normal person.
"Honey," Donna urges.
"I, I, um, my name is Katie Lynne. I'm twenty one, and I had to leave my home because it was too expensive. I don't know where to go and I'm, I'm..." this is the part that I haven't told anyone. Not even my friends. This is the reason why I left.
"I'm pregnant."
"Oh, Katie," Donna says. "Congratulations." I lied to her. All except the last two lines. "You realty have no where to go?"
I nod. Yes. That's true too.
"There is a apartment that's upstairs. It's small, but nice and cheap. If you wanted you go have it, even for half price."
"Oh, Donna, can I really," I gasp. I hadn't thought of that. I thought I'd find some cheap dirty apartment, away from Firefist. Not an apartment here. They were so nice looking.
"Yes, Katie."
"But, you don't even know me!"
Donna takes my hand.
"I've been in the same place as you. When I was nineteen, I got pregnant and I was on the streets. Only difference was my boyfriend was with me." When she says that it makes my heart pound. Travis. How different would it be if he was here with me? Of course if I had told him, I might not be here. But I couldn't tell, I just couldn't.
"A lady took us in off the streets and she is our lifesaver. We would of died most likely, without her. We still see her to this day, though not as often. This was fourteen years ago."
She laughs.
"Thank you, Donna," I say. Now I'm fighting back tears again. Because, I'm so grateful and happy, that it fights the worry and sadness away.
I embrace her and Donna hugs me back.
I've found a friend.
I've found an ally.
Because in this cold, cruel world, you need it.

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926 Words! It's a longer one.
Just want to say thank you
- AJKBookworm