Chapter 16

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Blanche POV :

I went over to the police station with full determination to get all the answers I well deserved and I don't care what it will take I will get them.

I woke up this morning and followed my normal routine except when I went to urinate I almost wiped myself ten times over hoping for a sign of my mentruation or a missed carriage. I knew it was wrong to hope for something like a missed carriage but I also knew for the life of me I was not ready for a baby much less a family life and with Roy-Lee locked up in some jail cell I will probably end up as a struggling single parent.

All the odds was against me! I guess bad things happen to good people.

I never made use of make up but this was a different morning with a dark aura all around me. My face appeared tired so I decided to apply a little mascara and eyeliner just to cover the worst of my sad appearance the last thing I wanted was to answer a million questions as soon as I arrive at work. All I wanted at this point was for time to pass so I could go over to the jail and get clearity.

Before I left for work paid a visit to the bathroom again and wiped my pussy again hoping something had change in the meantime while I was getting ready. The toiletpaper was very clean, almost to clean.

I worked until lunch time and decided not to eat mainly because my stomach was in such a big notch and I was a nerves ball. I entered the police station and was taken to a visitation room where I was asked to sit patiently and not attempt to make any visual contact once the person whom I will be visiting arrived.

Roy- lee arrived shortly after I have taken my seat when I saw him all hope was lost because they had him in cuffs like some animal you have to retrain from certain actions. This sight broke my  heart and all I wanted to do was run over to him ,hug him and tell him everything will be ok. Then i recalled ...no contact allowed during visitation.

I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I forgot to great him I just sat there and somewhere in the distance I heard him say hey. I came here because I wanted to know why he was locked up in the first place and possibly tell him we are giong to be parents in a few months time.

His answer came as :

"I accidently burned a few of Tay' s things to protect what we have, our relationship, our future. I wanted you to see how much you mean to me. The whole place went up in flames and now I need legal aid. "

The words he spoke had so much passion and desperation laced that I almost laught, firstly I so badly wanted to believe what he was saying about a future together blah blah.

Before he fininshed the sentence I already decided this was the biggest shit lie I have ever heard in my fucken life. How could your intentions be to screw your girlfriend over and as soon as you land in a jail cell you want to talk about a future together? Bitch please!

I remained calm so calm that I knew this was the calm before a huge storm. I asked him how much he thought  legal aid will cost to get him out of this mess and before he could answer me he was taken back .

I wanted to help him but I also wanted to first help myself. The second I left the police station I decided I wasn't going to tell him about the pregnancy,  the knowledge can just give him the life long hold on me that he so badly needed right now.

I promised to get the money from my savings and needed to visit the bank ASAP, instead while I was on my way to the bank I saw a local chemists so I decided to go inside and stand in a line waiting for assistance. As soon as it was my turn and I was first in line at the counter I requested to see a nurse.

Shortly after the nurse came to get me, we went into a separate room and I indicated I suspected a pregnancy even though I already knew I was pregnant. The nurse gently asked me to urinate in a cup and bring the sample back to her. Two lines representing a positive test.

I did what any teenager would do and requested an abortion pill. To my disappiontment I wasn't able to get this type of pill at a local chemist before they where able to determine how far along I was. The nurse remained calm and helpful and provided me with a letter that I will be able to use at our local hospital to determine howfar along I was. This process only takes place every Monday if I still wanted to get an abortion.

By the time I left the chemist my lunch hour was over and I wasn't able to go into the bank. I did however manage to ask my manager if i could be excused from work on Monday luckily her answer was yes!

One step back one step forward!

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