𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 : women now

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my dad used to be in the army, but now he's just an average h-vac specialist. if you're wondering where my mom is she and him got a divorce when I was like, five, and now she lives on havasu reservation in arizona with her new husband and three replacement kids.

every year she inexplicably mails me a cactus for valentine's day. and I'm like, thanks a heap, coyote ugly. this cactus-gram stings worse than your abandonment.

eventually, my dad remarried with my stepmom, winona. she owns a nail salon and is completely obsessed with dogs.

"so, y/n, how was your little maneuver last night?" my dad asked.

I swallowed some of the food that was in my mouth before talking, " which maneuver? the one where I moved an entire living room set from one lawn to the other or when I downed an entire 64-ounce cherry slurpee in 10 minutes." I said proudly.
(alexei would be proud)

"y/n, did you by any chance barf in my urn?" winona asked.

"jim, you know that urn by the front door, the one that I got in vancouver? there was some red shit...I mean gunk in there this morning." she told my dad.

I did barf in her urn but I couldn't let her know that.
"I would never barf in your urn, winona. maybe LB did it." I said looking at my little stepsibling liberty bell and jokingly blaming her.

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"all babies want to get borned!" I heard millie brown protesting outside the abortion clinic.

today is the day I will be getting an abortion.
"hey, millie." I smiled.

"oh. hi, y/n. how are you?" she greeted with her sharp british accent.

"oh, you know, pretty solid." I said.
she nodded.

"um...did you write that paper for mr.heatons class yet?" I asked. trying to make small talk.

"no, not yet. I tried to work on it last night, but I just couldn't concentrate." she said.

"well I can sell you some of my adderall, if you need it." I offered.

no, thank you. I'm off pills." she declined.

"that's a wise choice because I knew this girl, she had this crazy freak-out due to her taking way too many behavioral meds at once. and she just ripped off her clothes and dove into the fountain at the starcourt mall, and was like 'blah, I'm a kraken from the sea!'" I said, imitating a kraken monster.

"i heard that was you." millie said.
well, that's embarrassing.

"well, it was nice seeing you, millie." I said, starting to walk to the front door of the clinic. my head hanging low.

"your baby probably has a beating heart, you know." millie yelled. I just kept walking though.

"it can feel pain. and it has fingernails!" she added. now that caught my attention for some weird reason.

I stopped and turned around to face her again.
"fingernails? really?" I asked.

she nodded.
"hmm" I shrugged and nodded my head.

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"welcome to women now, where women are our trusted friends. please surrender any bombs and put your hands where I can seem them." the weird receptionist at the desk greeted.

"I'm here for the big show." I put my hands up.

"what's your name?" she asked, getting the paperwork ready for me to fill out.

"y/n y/l/n." I said.
she gave me a questionable look.
she thinks I'm using a fake name like mother teresa or gene simmons.

"I need you to fill out this paperwork and don't skip the hairy details. we need to know about every score on every sore." she said. I nodded and skimmed through the paperwork.

"would you like a free condom? they're boysenberry." she asked, sliding me a condom.

"I'm off sex right now." I said, flicking the condom back at her.

"my boyfriend uses them when we have intercourse. they make his penis smell like pie." she smirked.

I laugh and give her a disgusted look before walking away.

when I sat down I started to fill out the paperwork when i heard the faint sound of fingers tapping and scratching on something get louder and louder.

i then started thinking about this baby and how if I abort him or her I might regret it somehow later, I just can't go through with this abortion anymore. i had to get out of there quick.

"god appreciates your miracle!" I heard millie yell when I ran past her.

I only need one person right now so I ran to ayla.




























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hello my beautiful people! I'm updating as much as I can because I won't as active for the next few days.
I'm sorry if this was boring, it's okay to tell me if it was lol! I will update again tomorrow <3
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