Unsolved Pain

Chapter 6

I feel sick to my stomach. I held my stomach and I felt nauseous. I ran to the bathroom and vomit. I would have to explain to Kayden what was wrong with me. Please Lord Jesus don't let me pregnant, I thought to myself. At least not with Michael's baby, but he is the only man that's been with me. I take a quick shower and gotten dressed. My Timberlands with cargo pants and a black shirt. I took my keys and started to go downstairs. Michael was drunk passed out on the couch. I quickly but quietly left the house. I have to find a store so I can find a pregnancy test and take it. I see Kayden walking, he's not in school. It's raining outside so I yell out to him and signal him to the car.

He got in the  car. "Why are you not in school?" He asked me. I looked at him "I wasn't feeling well, why aren't you in school?" He shooked his head. "I don't wanna talk about it, how are you feeling?" I looked out in front of me and a tear rolled down my face. I pulled over, got out the car, and threw up.  Kayden got out the car to help me stop and he put me in the passenger seat. "Where we going?" "We? Who told you to jump in my car and do you even know how to drive?" "Yes, i know how to drive but you see you clearly see that your sick. So i'm going to ask you again, where we going?" "CVS and can you come in with me?" "Yes and make sure you don't get everybody else sick". We both laughed. He was being so sweet to me and he doesn't even know my story. I don't feel safe at home nor in public.

I told him to wait at the door. I went, grab the pregnancy test and paid for it. I hid it in my jacket pocket, we moved to the car and entered the car. It was a little cold outside. Thank God I brought a jacket. He helped me in and we drove to his house. "I bet not get sick or i'm going to shake you". I laughed. "I promise I will get you sick". He shooked his head and helped me out the car. "I appreciate you helping me out today Kay". He looked at me and smiled. We walked up to his door. "Wow your house is huge compared to mines."

We walked in, his house was  beautiful inside and out. Every room was custom made. His parents had to make a fortune to pay for this. "Do you live by yourself"? I asked he shook his head and said "My aunt lives with me and my room is upstairs on the left. Her room is down her". I went up to his room and looked. He gave me a tour of his house. All I can say is I wish this was my house. Right before we left I took the pregnancy test. I took a glimpse of it and put it in my pocket. He drove me home and helped me out the car. I threw up on the side of the car. I thanked him for the ride, we went our separate ways.

I opened the door and ran to my room. Michael was in his room sleep. I took the test out and it showed not pregnant. Yes, thank God I'm not pregnant by him. I laid in bed about to be filled with tears of joy until Michael came in. Now, fear filled my eyes. I felt nauseated and was ready to throw up. He came in looking at me as soon, as he went to grab me I threw up everywhere, he automatically walked. I don't have time for his shit. I went into the bathroom and looked at myself. I wiped the makeup off my arms and wrist. No bruises but there are scars. I took my razor and broke it so, the blade would come off. I have 12 slits total on my wrist. Yes, people I am a cutter. I picked up the razor and cut my wrist again. It felt like a little of the pain left. It's a shame I have to cover myself. I'd rather leave than lose my life. I took a shower and put a gauze   on my wrist and called it a night.