*~*The next day
"I just don't know." I sighed as I stirred my coffee.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Ava asked me as she stared at, "Do you want to give him another chance or kick him to the curb?" Ava asked me as she took a drink of her coffee.
"I really want to give him another chance but at the same time he hurt me far to many times." I admitted honestly.
"Exactly. He hurt you many times and-" I could tell Ava was still talking but I was zoned out. My mind was traveling back to the day I found out I was pregnant.
*~*Flashback
I was nervous.
Extremely nervous.
My hands were sweaty, my pulse was racing I didn't know how to react. If I am pregnant what will Mateo say?
How will Mateo react?
So many questions with no answers.
I sit on the toilet staring at the pregnancy test sitting on the bathroom counter. I haven't gathered the courage to get up and look at it.
I took a deep breath and I reached forward and grabbed the test. I covered it with my hands and I brought it to my lap. I slowly moved my hands and revealed the test.
I dropped the pregnancy test and tears streamed my face.
The test read positive. I was pregnant. With Mateos baby.
How will I tell him?
I should be upset, scared anything, but I'm happy.
I'm going to be a mom.
Will I be a good mom?
Will Mateo be a good dad?
Of course he won't.. He is a abusive, mean, terrible person.
I can't let him find out about my pregnancy. But how will I hide it..
What if I just run? Run far away from here, give this child a good life..away from Mateo.
Somewhere where is hard to find anyone. Somewhere still beautiful.
Ava lives in Italy.. maybe she will let me live with her for a bit. She has always been there for me before.
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¨Rue. Earth to Rue?" I snap back into reality to a worried looking Ava. ¨Are you okay?¨
¨Yeah, yeah I'm fine, just feeling a little odd.¨ I rub my forehead and close my eyes. ¨I'm going to head home.¨ I tell her as I stand up. I put my jacket on and grab my purse. ¨I'll see you at home.¨ I give her a small smile, and walk out the door and onto the busy street.
I hold on to the strap of my purse and walk through the busy street. I feel sick. My stomach is aching terribly. I clench my strap harder as I walk through the crowed sidewalk. I get to the bus stop and I sit on the bench. I wrap my arms around my stomach and lean forward. I try to muffle my painful voice when I answer someone who asks if I'm okay.
¨Y-yes.¨ I answer in a low voice but loud enough for the person to hear me. The bus pulls up and I stand up and take slow unbalanced steps towards the bus. The driver looks at me with a worried expression as I reach into my bag and pull out the money to pay. I give him a weary smile as I go and find a seat. Which, not to my surprise there are no seats. I stand next to a young lady and her maybe 6 year old son. I give the lady a small smile before I grab onto the overhead pole.
My head starts to get light and my eyes are blurry. I can feel my face pale as I try and balance the spinning people.
I hear a muffled 'Are you okay?' but I don't have time to answer as I begin to fall. Last thing I remember is the young lady bending down towards me before my world goes black.
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Word Count: 653
Authors Note:
Sorry for the short chapter but I promise the next one will be longer.
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