Chapter 3

“You’re pregnant?!

My father practically screeched at me. It had been days before we had even talked, and those words, those two words, were the first to come out of his mouth. I had come home from school on Friday, sick as a dog, and took that dreaded test. My whole world stopped with the tiny blue plus sign showed up on the pee stick of joy. I barely was sane the next 72 hours; all I did was stay in my room and cry whenever I felt I was completely alone. I couldn’t let anyone know what I was feeling. Not yet. I told them I was sick, that I think I grabbed the flu. All my mind could think of was graduation. It was a month away, and here I was, pregnant.

This couldn’t be happening. All of my life, my parents brought me up to be a respectable, safe woman. Here I was, screwing up everything they taught me. I must look like a huge disappointment. I mean, I couldn’t even tell my own sister what I was going through. They had to find out through my failure of disposing the damn test.

I sighed, hoping this would all just go away. “I know Dad. It was a huge mistake, and I’m so so so so sorry about it.”

“You’re damn right! Do you realize that graduation is a month away?” Yes.. “You’re supposed to be going to college!” I know…

I let my head a little in shame. I had completely ruined everything. I had hit rock bottom.

“I-I can’t do this. You have to leave.”

I definitely spoke too soon.

“What?! Dad! You can’t be serious!”

I cried out, holding out my tears. He couldn’t do this to me, but by the look on his face, he was completely serious. A moment passed between us, before I realized he wanted me to leave right then. My heart sank. I had to tell Spencer. He didn’t even know yet. Turning away from my father was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, and my actions from here on out were going to be even harder. With my back to my father, I started walking towards the stairs to grab my nearest and dearest items. As I packed, it was hard to ignore the faint crying coming from downstairs.


“You’re pregnant?

Oh not again. The moment those words left Spencer’s lips, I knew he was going to kill me. He had just gotten a new job and was enjoying life until my news came along. I ruined everything. All I could do was nod my head and then look down. I didn’t want to see the hurt in his eyes. I didn’t want to know how badly I ruined his life. I closed my eyes and sighed, like I did with my father. I was destined to be alone. This child and I were fated to be together and just us.

I felt a hand. Spencer had grabbed my chin gently and brought my face up so he could look at me. His other hand found my shoulder and gripped it reassuringly.

“So he kicked you out didn’t he.”


Spencer brought me into a tight hug.

“What’re we going to do..”

We. He had said we. A smile was brought to my lips and for the first time it felt as if everything was going to be okay. After a moment, Spencer pulled away and grabbed his phone. I was confused at what he was doing at first but then when he started talking to whomever, I realized what he was doing. He was buying us a house. Or renting, either worked for me. My mind wandered to what life would be like with Spencer as he bought the house right then and there.


It had been seven and a half months since I last saw my father or sister. I had gotten cut off completely from the family. I also dropped out of school and got my GED. That resulted in me never seeing Miko (Spencer doesn’t like him, ugh.) and so I lost my best friend in all of this too. My back hurt, my feet hurt. I never got a moment to stop and rest. Spencer was always pushing me to eat super healthy and whenever he caught me eating something even slightly unhealthy, he flipped a lid. It was supposed to be a blissful life with Spencer, and now I’m dreading every moment of it.

Right when I was thinking about Miko (I had been doing that a lot lately, who knows why.) I went into labor. Spencer had just gotten home from his job, and he freaked. I was having contractions, and making what could’ve been hilarious movements, which he copied to try to help me. We ended up rushing to the hospital soon after and I had the baby.During the birth, all I could think about were the past couple of months. Spencer and I had gotten married soon after the move. He said it would be right for the baby. He said he loved me and would always care for me. Nowadays he’s buried in his work and controlling what I do. He’s even raised a hand a few times, which scared the poop out of me (sometimes even literally…sadly). He’s never hit me though, which I’m grateful for. It’s a treacherous route, the one I’m going. I have no one to talk to, no father, mother, sister, best friend.

Bringing home our beautiful baby, Eva, I decided it was time for a change. A huge change. I was going to take my life, and my daughter’s, into my own hands and deal with Spencer.

One comment on “Chapter 3

  1. Lynn says:

    Her dad’s face at the beginning was priceless :X Can’t wait to see what she decides to do to make Spencer realize what he’s doing.

    Your writing is so great already! I’m very impressed ^^

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