Saved by the Way (SLOW REVISIONS)

Chapter 20

Finally, Richard left and I just remained in that fetal position on the floor. My mother had long left the room and just left Richard to hurt me.

I just laid there. I didn't want to live. I wanted to die. But dying isn't an option anymore. I'm pregnant and I can't do that. So I just lay there.

It hurts to move. My nose sends shock waves of pain to my brain when I breath and my eyes hurt to blink so I just leave them shut.

My face felt funny and I could tell I would be a swollen, bruised mess.  I couldn't go to school like this. Didn't matter anyway, I'd have to drop out at the end of the semester anyways because of the baby. An abused, highschool dropout, teen mom. I wasn't ever going to get a job and my baby's life would be miserable, but I'd protect the baby and I'd love it. No matter the sexual orientation, gender, looks, size, or IQ.

This baby was mine.

I finally felt my head become drowsy and fell asleep on the bloodstained floor.

***

I awoke with a startle. Something lurched into my stomach and it frightened me a bit.

The feeling soon passed and I moved on. But I decided I had to check out the damage done and go to bed.

I got up and pain racked my body. It all hurt.

I ambled down the stairs and into the basement.

I went into my bathroom and looked into my mirror.

I saw huge spots of bruises covering my face. One side was covered in dried blood and my lip was ripped in a couple spots.

I didn't recognize myself.

I slowly peeled away my T-shirt and jeans and looked at my body as a whole. Bruises spotted all over me. I looked like a Dalmatian. A fucking Dalmatian.

The only spot that was bruiseless was my stomach. Thank God.  Maybe my baby would be alright.

I turned my back to the mirror and looked over my shoulder.

My back basically just looked like one big spot of bruise.

I tried gingerly touching it, but pain just wracked my body. I tried to think of what I could do to help my bruises, but could think of nothing.

I exited the bathroom and went to lay down.

I curled up in my bed and found myself drifting to sleep.

My last thoughts were of the baby's name. If it's a girl, her name will either be Eternity or Dream. If it's a boy, his name will be Ashes or Gerard. 

My eyes dropped and I fell deep asleep.

***

I awoke with that lurching again. Nothing to worry about. Probably just an active baby.  I thought.

I was hungry so I climbed up the stairs and decided I needed some ice-cream. Dammit I'm even eating like a pregnant woman.  I smiled at the thought. I was beginning to get excited about the baby.

I grabbed a bowl and scooped some of the chocolate ice-cream in.

I was really starving.

Before I knew it the bowl was empty and I climbed back downstairs.

There was that lurch again.