Last chance

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Rebecca
I sit in the stall frozen, I'm pregnant with his baby. I don't want this baby, I'm only 15, why does this have to happen to me. I feel an overwhelming feeling in my chest and I just know I've got to be sick, I drop the test to the floor and start to be sick. I hear a knock the the stall door and I try to say that I'm okay but I just can't get the words out...
"Do you need the school nurse?"
I stood up and flushed the toilet, I forgot to pick up the positive test. I pushed open the stall door and stood frozen when I saw the look of horror on the girls face.
"You're pregnant?"
I hurriedly picked the test off the floor and rushed out of the bathroom. I need to get away from here, far away from here. Maybe I'll visit my dad but I just don't know if I can, if he was still here I know he'd be disappointed. I'm a disappointment, I just don't even want to think about it. I climb onto my motorcycle and I kick start the engine, I need to just ride away from here. I pull out onto the road and I see my gas light come on, I know I don't have any money on me to refill my tank so I know I'll have to go home. I pull up at the house and I feel sick, his car is here. He's never usually home on Wednesdays. I walk into the house and I hope to slip through unnoticed but I hear him call my name.
"Rebecca?"
I step into the kitchen and I see him holding my phone.
"Is it true?"
He holds up and photo of me with the caption.
"Resident school junkie pregnant?!?"
"No!"
"Don't lie to me Rebecca, you know what liars receive. Punishment."
I could feel my eyes getting watery as I nodded, his face lit up like he was happy It made my stomach twist. How could he be happy? He stood up and I stayed frozen he walked towards me and placed a hand on my stomach.
"Hello little one..."
"I'm not keeping it."
His attention was diverted straight back to me.
"Oh yes you are, you aren't getting rid of it."
"I'm going to tell mum exactly what you did!"
"Yeah and who do you think she'll believe? A pathetic junkie or her husband?"
He's always been good at belittling me, he grabbed my arm and looked straight into my eyes.
"You breathe a word of us to anyone, I'll kill you."
He says 'us' like we're having a little affair or something, but actually he just forced himself on me and now I'm pregnant.
"I'm not raising a child, it's your responsibility once it's born."
"Fine."
He had a smug look on his face and it made me feel sick, I walked away and once I was out of site I ran up to my room. I laid back on my bed and thought to myself. What am I going to do? Pregnant at 15, fuck me.

9 months later...
I stand in my bedroom feeling awful, I've got lightening crotch and I feel like shit. Maybe a shower will help, Yeah a shower will help. I walk into the bathroom and the pain only gets worse, I go to take off my trousers when my water breaks. I scream in pure fear, I'm not ready for this. I call out for my mother but then I remember he's the only one here, I walk downstairs and see him sitting on his chair as usual.
"Where are you off too?"
"I need a walk, hardly a crime?"
He rolled his eyes and I slipped out of the house, I just about made the bus.
"Hospital please."
"Love this bus doesn't go to the hospital."
"Guess I'm having this baby on this bus then."
I smiled exhaustingly as I walked down to the back of the bus.
"Love I'll take you to the hospital."
I sat down and throughout the journey my contractions only got worse, they were becoming less and less bearable.
"Next stop Hospital."
I look at the LED board and I almost sigh in relief, when we finally arrive at the hospital I can barely stand. I hobble off the bus and into the hospital, I think the reception lady could tell what was going on because I was whisked off into a room and before I knew it I was pushing.
"Ready you're doing great Rebecca, just one more big push for me."
I took a deep breath before pushing as hard as I could, I heard the little scream and I felt myself start to cry.
"It's a little girl..."
The nurse handed her to me and she was perfect, everything about her was perfect. They door swung open and I saw my mum run in, I need to tell her who her husband really is...
"Mum There's is something I've been meaning to tell you for a while, this baby isn't a random boys from school. It's John's..."
"What?!? You slept with my husband..."
"No it wasn't like that, he...he came into my room one night and he um forced himself on me."
"Nonsense! He would never do that, I think you've already got baby brain my dear."
He was right, she wouldn't believe me because she's too naïve. Next the door pushed open and before I knew it, me and my little girl were going our separate ways. We agreed that she wouldn't be around when I was, because I don't hate her but I don't know if I'll ever be able to love her...if that's how I feel why do I feel like I've made the biggest mistake of my life...