Remember When...?

29.

Ally

"So that's everything." I exclaim, wiping at my eyes.

"Wow." Molly replied, handing me the box of tissues again. "I'm sorry Ally."

I wave her off. "No, it's fine. I'm fine."

She gave me an unconvinced look that made me chuckle a bit. She then shook her head. "Okay."

I give a small smile. She then clicked her pen on and wrote something down, then clicked it off. After that, she listed off the things I'd told her. The emotions I had dealt with and such.

"You're a very strong woman Ally. Very strong. And I'm so honored to have been the one that you told your story to. I'm proud of how far you've come." She praised, smiling at me. "You deserve so much more than what you've been through, and I hope this experience taught you that."

I nod in response. "Thank you."

"I hope today's session was very therapeutic." She said.

"It was. Thank you for listening to what I had to say." I grin.

"It's my job." She replied. "If you ever need me, you have my number. The line is always open. Text, call, FaceTime, whatever you deem best."

I nod again.

"I just hope I'll be able to see the baby when they arrive." She exclaimed.

"I'll make sure you're the first to see 'em when they're born." I reply, giggling.

We talk about some things I can do at home to keep me centered and what I can do whenever I'm in some kind of distress. After that I was on my way home.

As I drove down the streets to my shared apartment with Jasmine, I thought about my session today. Even though it was only one day, Molly was able to learn a lot about me from just the few hours we'd been sitting in that room. Truth be told though, I truly needed that session. Trying to talk to anyone is like talking to brick walls. Everyone has an opinion, especially when I didn't ask for one. I'd just want them to listen.

Entering the apartment, I walk straight to my room. Everything was packed up and ready to be moved out next week. I was over Philadelphia.

The last three months after finding out about my pregnancy, I'd been lost. Confused. I almost gave into the idea of terminating the pregnancy, but I also made it known that killing innocent fetuses was not in my agenda. Not now, not ever.

After all, I am a little fascinated at the idea of watching my own child grow before my very eyes. My greatest creation will be the human growing inside of me.

I've had times where I'd thought about contacting Ben to tell him, but then I also figured that he wouldn't care. I mean, I was just a piece of ass to him. He's got Kendall anyway, he doesn't need me. And I damn sure don't need him. Me and my baby, we gone be alright.

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"Hey Ally." Jasmine exclaimed, walking into the apartment.

"Hey." I reply back, flipping through the channels on TV. There was literally nothing on. And I'd be dammed if I sat here and watched the 76ers play. "How was work today?"