He didn't mean it

chapter 3

As i walked in the door i told my parents i was tired and went up to my room. I found sanctuary in the warm caress of my blanket. All night i was awoken by nightmares of Max right before he struck. I knew i had to find a way out of school.

Suddenly i felt sick to my stomach i ran to my bathroom and i threw up. My mom heard the sound of me retching and came running up the stairs. I had found the perfect excuse all thanks to my baby. The rest of the day i sat around the house eating what i wanted and watching tv.

A car pulled up outside the house I peered out the window to see who it was. I saw MAx getting out of his car, he had a look on his face that told me he was angry. HE walked up the pat and knocked on my door with so much forcce i was suprised when it didnt break down. I slowly walked t the door and opened it.

" Why weren't you at school today!" Max exclaimed. " Were you trying to get away from me!" I was trying to think up a response but i guess i wasn't quick enough he hit me. I closed my eyes as he slammed me to the ground and began to kick me.

" You dirty little whore! You brought this upon yourself! If you hadn't gottenpregnant this would not be happening!"

I kept my mouth shut i knew if i talked it would only make it worse. He continued to kick me and couldn't stop the tears from flowing out of m eyes. I was worried for my baby i was afraid i was going to lose it before i got a chance to know it.

By the time he finally stopped i could barely move. He looked down at my somewhat lifeless body and ran out of the house. When i thought for sure he was gone i reached over to the phone and called 911. I blacked out before the ambulance arrived

When i woke up i was in hospital surrounded by my family and my closest friends. "She's awake!!!" I heard them yell to the doctors outside my room. My doctor and family friend Dr. James walked into the room and asked everyone but my mom to leave the room. They did and he started asking me all kinds of questions i didn't really want to answer but i knew i needed to so he could help me.

"Did you know you were pregannt?"

"Yes"

"Do you know who did this to you"

"Yes" I answered with the hint of a tear in my eye

"Who??" This time it was my mom asking the question?

"Max" The room got so quiet you could hear a pen drop

"I'm so sorry I should have known" My mom cried.

We cried together for the next hour. But eventually we had to discuss the enevitable... The baby