Always In My Heart

A Moment In My Tummy. . . A Lifetime In My Heart

Prologue

Positive

My hands started to shake with the test in my hand. I’m pregnant and I’m only seventeen years old, this cannot be happening.

My legs gave way below me as a slid down the wall bringing my knees up to my chest and I started sobbing. My best friend, Lorie, knocked on the door asking if everything was alright.

“Addison, is everything okay in there?”

I shook my head even though she couldn’t see me, nothing is okay. Noah oh gosh, Noah- what if he starts to hate me? What if he doesn’t want this baby? I refuse to have an abortion, it’s my fault this little life was created and I need to step up to the responsibilities- not kill it like it was nothing.

“I’m coming in,” Lorie told me as she opened the door, she froze at the scene before her “is that what I think it is?” she asked pointed to the pregnancy test on the floor.

I nodded wrapping my arms around my knees to keep them close.

“Oh Addison, everything is going to be okay,” she cooed “you’ve got Noah; he’ll know what to do okay?”

I nodded “I’m not going to kill my baby Lorie,” I said numbly.

She wrapped her arms around me, “I know that Ads, just talk to Noah, he’ll know what to do.”

I nodded again and got up to sort myself out, my mascara was smudged and my eyes were rimmed with redness,

Lorie said she would give me a ride to Noah’s house, on the way there I couldn’t help but wonder what his reaction would be? Noah and I have been together since we were fifteen, two years. Before that we were the best of friends, I love him, yes. And he loves me. I just hope he’ll stand by me and respect my decision; I couldn’t live in a world knowing that my baby is out there somewhere, being raised by total strangers.

Before I knew it we were parked outside Noah’s house, I bid my goodbyes to Lorie and promising to text her if I needed a lift home.

I stood on Noah’s porch for five minutes before I went inside. Drawing in a big breath I braced myself and turned the door handle, I hadn’t knock on his door since we were kids as I was ‘always welcome’.

Walking up to his room I noticed it was quite, only Noah and his brother’s car on the driveway, I knocked a few times but I got no answer. I could hear the music playing from out in the hallway so I turned the doorknob and went inside.

My jaw dropped and tears immediately fell from my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing; my boyfriend having sex with someone who wasn’t me.

He noticed me with his eyes wide, and quickly got of the girl and came over to me. He took a step towards me and I took a step back.

“Addie, it’s not what it looks like,” he told me as he pulled on some sweatpants.

The girl on the bed was sitting there watching the scene unfold before her eyes, that’s when I noticed her. Alana Cassie. The queen bitch since kindergarten.

“Addie, I’m sorry I promise it’s not what it looks like,” he pleaded using my childhood nickname again.

“It’s exactly what it looks like,” Alana sneered.

I opened my mouth but no words were formed, I wanted to scream, I wanted to shout, I wanted to hit him. But I couldn’t, it was like I was frozen in place. I had to get out of there.

I turned on my heel and ran out of the house. I couldn’t believe he would do that. I couldn’t have my baby growing up in a world like that.

So I did what I had to do, I had to leave.

I couldn’t face the humiliation of the town knowing that I was the knocked up girl who got cheated on and thrown to the side. I couldn’t let my baby live in a world like that.

I called Lorie asking her to pick me up from the local park, when she got there I cried on her shoulder and told her the story. To say she was angry was an understatement, I’ve never seen Lorie like this before, and when she asked what I was going to do, I simply replied-

“I have to leave.”

After many objections, Lorie finally agreed to help me.

And that was the day I left; the day I left my childhood behind; the day I had my heartbroken.