It takes only one night [Romantic][fiction]

Annabella, two months ago…

I stared at the first, second, third, fourth, fifth, until I reach the tenth one. All were positive, I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t feeling any symptoms of pregnancy, the only thing I noticed was my missed period. I sat down on my bed and opened my laptop. Google was probably my only best friend at the time. I searched for a place where they performed abortions, I got the number and called right away. I didn’t know what I was thinking, all I knew was that this baby had to go away. I’m sixteen for crying out loud, I didn’t want my life to end when it hasn’t even begun. A woman answered right away, the first thing I asked was if it was confidential, she replied with a yes, I asked her if I had to bring a guardian, she said if I was over the age of sixteen then no, but if younger, then yes. I asked how much, she said around five grand. That’s when I knew I was at a dead-end.

She asked how far along was I, that I didn’t know, she asked when was the last time I had sex, I told her about six weeks ago. She told me that after 24 weeks they can’t perform, that it would be hard, and that I could lose my life and could be an act of murder on the unborn child.

My knees went weak, I dropped on the floor and cried out while she was still on the line. I had no money, dad and mom were broke from all the medical bills that piled up from hospital expenses, and we’re still grieving over Kyle. What was I to do? She booked me in and said that everything would be alright.

I hung up and called Kristen, she was the only one who I told that I was pregnant. She came up with the idea to go back to the club and ask for money for the abortion. It was a stupid idea, but it was my only hope.

The following day, her and I went to the club around ten in the morning on a Saturday. I couldn’t believe I was there, and couldn’t believe that they let us in. Cesar and Mike walked down the stairs, I felt nauseous for the very first time and wanted to throw up. So I did, all over the floor.

He eyed me suspiciously, then cursed out loudly. “Look, we don’t want any trouble. She’s pregnant and needs money for the abortion, you won’t see us ever again,” Kirsten said while Mike walked over to her.

She backed away from him and faced me, “Talk Annabella, say something.”

But I couldn’t, I was getting dizzy. A man behind me pulled a chair out so I can sit, that’s when Cesar spoke, “How do I know that’s it’s mine and you’re not trying to rip me off.”

I felt like killing him, throwing a dagger look towards him. “You asshole! I’m not just some bitch walking around having sex with any guy I see!”

He walked upstairs, then came back after a couple of minutes. Walking towards me with a bottle in his hand, he handed me a stack of money.

“That’s 20 grand, keep the change and never fucking come back. I want that baby dead. Mike will come to make sure you got the abortion so you won’t come back asking for money. I never wanna see your face again, you hear me?”

I took the money and left without a word. Mike followed us, but Kristen told him that the appointment was in two-weeks, so she gave him the address and left.

Two weeks passed by and the day came, Mike was waiting in his jeep when we arrived there. I signed the form and waited for my name to be called, my legs were shaking, my hands were sweating, and my head was spinning. I didn’t know what I was doing, or if it was the right thing to do. All I knew, was that I couldn’t handle having a baby.

“Annabella Hudson,” the nurse yelled out and I felt a wetness between my legs. Looking down, I cried that had I just pissed myself from all the fear I had in me. The nurse rushed to my side and calmed me down. Mike just stood there at the door, looking at me while I cried out in a room filled with women who were there for the same reason I was. Some cried while others ignored. Kirsten held my hand. I felt like I was walking to my death.

“Sorry, no one is allowed in the room but the patient. You can have a seat, I’ll call you when she’s done.”

The room was cold as the nurse helped me undress. I slipped on the gown and sat on the chair, waiting for the doctor to come in. “You know, I can stay if you want me to,” the nurse said.

I nodded my head while crying. “Please stay, I don’t want to do this alone.”

She held my hand and calmed me down, fifteen minutes later the doctor walked in. She was in her fifties. She pulled out the ultrasound and said she needed to see the baby. The cold gel hit against my lower abdomen, I didn’t want to see what she was seeing so I looked up at the nurse who was smiling down at me.

I don’t know what caused me to look back at the doctor, but I did, and I wish I never I did. It was a blob, it was a baby and I was going to kill it. I broke down and yelled at her to close the damn thing.

She pushed it away and spread my legs apart. Clicking sounds caused my heart to stop, I got up and looked down at her. A set of tools were by her side, that’s when I knew I couldn’t go through with it. “No-no, no, no, noooooooo, no! I don’t want to, please, no, I can’t, I…..”

“Hey-hey, it’s ok, it’s ok. Breath, I won’t do anything if that’s what you want. Calm down, and think about it, I’ll go see my other patient while I let you think it through,” the doctor said before leaving.

I bawled out, crying some more as the nurse stood by my side calming me down. “They’re out there, waiting for me to prove that I went through with this, please help me, I beg of you, look, I’ll pay you, I’ll give you some money, just help me, please,” I begged her.

“I can’t do anything for you, I’ll need the doctor’s signature for proof. Maybe if you talk with her, she might help you.”

“Ok,” was all I could say. She went out to call the doctor once more, luckily for me she hadn’t went in to see the next patient.

The doctor locked the door and I told her the whole truth, everything, she had a heart and signed the papers for me. “This is just to show that man who got you pregnant that you no longer are. You’ll have to act like you’re in pain when you walk out of here, if they find out the truth, I could be facing a lawsuit. I’ll have the nurse pour kool-aid on your dress from behind and the front to make it seem likeyou bleed a lot after the procedure.”

“Thank you, thank you so much. I’ll pay yo-”

“No, keep the money. You’ll need it more than I do, you have a baby ahead of you to care for. Find the right people who will help you through this ’til the end. Good luck!” the doctor said while she hugged me.

“I’ll take your dress to the back, and drip some red kool-aid on it, and I’ll be back with some vitamins. You can tell them that it’s a prescription for meds, I hope everything works out for you. I remembered your voice, I’m the same nurse you called asking all those questions,” she stated while smiling sweetly.

“Thank you!”

She left me alone in the room. I placed my hand on my belly and rubbed it while crying. “I had a way out, I had one but choose you. I’ll be, or try to be, the best mom ever, I promise little one,” I told myself or more like told my little one.

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