My broken life

Diana's P.O.V

I lay on my back, staring up at the ceiling of my room. It's painted blue. The ocean kind of blue.
I have my stereo on and im humming along to the song.
There's this sadness thats overcome me. It's so overwhelming i sometimes forget the simple logic of breathing.
In and out Diana.
I stand up, reach for my phone and then ring Nova.
"When will you be home Nova?" I ask as soon as she picks up.
"5 mins." And then she ends the call.
I throw my phone against the wall, asking myself why in the gods name im still here on this fucked up earth.
Dad will find out as soon as he sees my bump. He'll throw a fit. He'll kill me.
I start biting my fingernails, something I've not done in 4 years.
I'm tired.

I slip into a hoodie and a pair of black leggings.
I get irritated when i can't find my white pair of pumps.
Anna comes down the stairs in a black gown. My black gown. It suits her perfectly.

We arrive and my jaw drops. It's four stories tall with several balconies, vines climb the stone wall, making it look truly hauntingly beautiful.
It's in the middle of a forest but sun still filters through the pine trees, making the mansion seem aglow.
Nova looks at me, her expression mirroring mine.
Anna leans back in her chair, chucking.
"He's such a bullshitter, telling me he had no money to offer us." She gets out and slams the door forcefully.
I follow her, trying to run after her in my pregnant state. I reach her and we walk up the stone steps. Anna looks at me and smiles reassuringly.
"You'll be okay."

Dad wraps his arms around me in a hug and i suddenly feel like his little girl again. But then he stops, his eyes narrowed. He pulls away, looks me up and down and his smile slips.
Before he can even open his mouth, a woman, probably 20 years younger than dad, walks into the hall way, all curves and fake blonde hair. Even her grin looks fake, forced.
"Autumn brown hair, blue eyes, tall, long legs. You must be Diana." The woman offers me her hand. I keep my hands firmly by my sides.
Nova shakes it instead, mouth in a firm line, Annas hands are shaking and im positively fuming.
The woman drops the fake grin and rolls her eyes.
"Are you pregnant or fat Diana?" She asks with venom.
I snort, i might be young but i dont get treated like shit by any plastic Barbie.
"Hmm. Pregnant. But do you know what else I am? Real. Unlike those lips. And that hair. Oh. And that body."
She turns red, face matching her lipstick.
Dad is looking at me and he doesnt look happy at all.
"Diana you need to have an abortion, if you have that baby i am not giving you money so you can look after it." He screams, getting up in my face.
Nova gently moves me back and stares dad down.
"She is not having an abortion father. It's too late for that. And its not like you ever gave us money anyway." She says this in a loud whisper, voice harsh and cold.
"Get out." He says. And we do. We walk out of his bloody mansion, me drenched in sweat, Anna whistling and Nova smiling to her self.
How we've changed.

When we get home we have our own celebration but i excuse myself after a while, my head pounding and still feeling sticky with sweat. I have trouble getting undressed and when i do i just stare in the mirror, silent tears running down my cheeks.
My bump is extremely visible and i still have scratch marks from before.
I sit down on my bed, moaning in pain, my head was getting worse and i was hot. Really hot.
I find the energy to yell out Novas name.
Anna and Nova come running up stairs and as soon as they see me, they give each other a stern look. Nova starts dialling a number on her phone and Anna holds me close.
"Am I going to die?" I mumble, not scared, not curious, not fearful.
I just want to be ready.
"No baby. My sweet Diana. You're not going to die."
And that's when everything drifts into darkness.