Our Hearts in Two. (CHENRY )

-XVII-

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Our baby. Our baby. Our baby

GET RID OF IT !!! GET RID OF IT !!! GET RID OF IT!!!

Those words kept playing over and over again in Charlotte's mind like a broken record as she sat numbly in her car later that evening. Her phone vibrated incessantly beside her but she didn't seem to hear and her eyes fixed unseeingly on the windshield.

Our baby. GET RID OF_

She squeezed her eyes shut, arms going to down to wrap protectively over her stomach.

Flashback Start:// she was almost at the door of the garage when she heard voices inside. She recognized that shrilly voice that infuriated her oh so much and was ready to barge in when her last few words filtered to her.

"...baby can't be his."

She had been confused at first but those words had awoken a suspicious in her mind so she stayed. She closer trying to catch their words clearly

"-n't believe you."

"But is the truth. I am carrying your child Henry and you need to deal with it."

There was a moment of silence. But the words that followed sent a chill down to her bones.

"Get Rid Of It."

"What?"

"You heard me. You want me to deal with it right? GET RID OF IT. I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH IT OR YOU. GET RID OF IT OR DEAL WITH IT ON YOUR OWN."

"Henry you can't be serious. You aren't thinking straight."

"You don't know a damn THING. I DIDN'T PLAN THIS WITH YOU DID I?!!! GET RID OF IT."

Charlotte couldn't listen to more past those words. With her heart hammering in her chest, blood pumping in her ears and those words reverberating in her mind she stumbled away abandoning the bag of food at the adoor. //Flashback End.

It was a miracle she could find her way back to the store, taking permission from Ray and driving back home without breaking down. Now that she was alone everything came rushing.

She was scared. So scared and for once she would admit she was a coward. It was at that moment her phone rang a notification. When she looked it at it she saw it was a reminder. Tomorrow was the last day to confirm her reservation  into the 3month trial at Goldman and Co.

She had planned to officially turn down the offer once he had spoken to Henry.....Depending on how things went... And looking at it all now.......Guess somewhere at the back of her mind she kept it as some sort of back up plan or safety boat......

Taking a deep breath Charlotte took out her phone and dialed a well practiced number.

A few rings later and a well practiced greeting from the other end, she spoke, "I wish to make a ticket reservation for Binghamton." Her eyes moved down her screen as she listened to the voice on the phone. Her finger hovered over the submission button when the woman asked when she wanted her flight.

GET RID OF IT

The words echoed in her mind like hot flashes and she pressed down. The screen greyed then filled with a bright green Approved