LOVE OR HOPE?

Chapter Sixteen

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I entered the building tiredly as if I was dragging my whole body to move along with my feets. The hospital corridor felt stuffy and the air had an undertone of bleach in it.

After settling with the unwelcoming receptionist, I took my seat in the long waiting room. The people sitting around me smelt of stale perfume, body odour and cigar smokes. God, I hate hospitals!

The walls were already scraping off from the hundreds of trolley that have bumped into them, there were different set of doors with a hand sanitizer dispenser and babies were crying and yelling about how they don't want to get a shot.

I felt the muscles in my stomach being pulled and stretched, I groaned. But it wasn't compared to these hard chairs that made your butt hurt so bad.

"Alyssa Sinead?" A short and plump nurse with noisy footsteps called.

"Yes?"

"You're up" She noted for me to follow her. Finally.

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"What other signs have you been noticing?" The doctor asked calmly, I don't know if acting extremely nice was part of the job but it fitted her perfectly,she had her black hair packed into a ponytail and everytime she demonstrated with her fingers,her diamond ring seemed to glisten the more.

I sighed,feeling an headache already. "I've been getting tired easily,I've been urinating frequently, constant headaches-"

Doctor Imogen Louis as written on her desk,placed her elbows on the table and rested her hands underneath her chin,giving me her full attention. "Anything else?"

"My breasts grew a little bigger" I spoke quietly,facing the white tiled floor.

"We would need to run a test because these are pregnancy symptoms Alyssa-?"

"Sinead." I completed for her with my eyes widening in shock and fear.

"Thank you."

After she had retrieved my urine into a tiny bottle,she walked out of the office and went into a laboratory.

My heart was pounding so fast that I had lost the ability to control anything in my body.

"HAPPY FATEFUL EIGHTEENTH!" He slammed the door.

I waited in the dark,I was weak and dumfounded. I sat on the bed and clutched my knees to my chest.

In the silence,I heard his footsteps,then I heard the locking of the door. He had stepped out. I groaned loudly and threw my mum's shoes at the door like it would ease any of the pain I was feeling.

I quickly limped to my mum's wardrobe and drew out one of the drawers underneath,I saw a concatreptive pill and quickly swallowed it in,more tears fell from my face.

There was no possible way that I could have been pregnant,abortion pills are always effective, aren't they? My hands were trembling vigorously and I was busy trying to control them. This is supposed to be some kind of sickness or fever or something and as an eighteen year old girl,I was afraid to admit that these were pregnancy symptoms. It just wasn't possible!

I looked around the office in panic. The white walls had little stains here and there,magazines on health issues and newspapers from yesterday and today were neatly stacked in a corner of her table and a picture frame of she and her family smiling in a park was glaring at me.