Chapter 3

My mouth gaped open in shock. How could this be? I thought to myself starting to get upset, do I want a child this early on in my life. I'm sixteen for goodness sake.
Crystal, clear tears started to glide down my tanned face and I felt my whole body start to tremble uncontrollably. I put my hand to my stomach and began to panic. I can't get rid of this little, delicate, innocent baby. But I have no job, no money, how will I support the baby.
I looked to my mother who gave me a forced smile. She held her arms open, willing my to fall into the comfort of get motherly embrace.
"Mum." I said in a whisper.
"It's going to be ok, me your father will help you support this little baby." She said putting her fragile hand in my stomach.

We drove home in silence, not a word or whisper was spoken.
When we got in the house I ran to my father and sobbed. He had a face of confusion.
"What's wrong honey?" He said kissing my forehead.
"I'm pregnant." I spoke nervously.
My fathers face drained of colour an I could see no emotions in his brown eyes.
"Is from when you got-" he said not wanting to say the word raped.
I nodded. I ruined his clean shirt with my nonstop tears.
Adam walked down the stairs, his face was the shade of scolding hot metal.
"Who the hell is this fucking guy, I'm gonna kill the bastard!" He said tensing his fists.
"Language Adam!" My father shouted in his deep, manly voice.
Adam strode out the front door and slammed it aggressively behind him.
Brilliant, I thought to myself innocently.

The next day was a Saturday my mother had called my best friend Maya over to keep my company.
When she found out she cried like me.
We decided to watch a movie, Tangled. We love this cheesy Disney movie. In my hand I held a packet of paprika Pringles whilst Maya held an huge packet of haribo mix. Yum!
The movie had finished and we had nothing to do, I looked at Maya to see if she had any extraordinary ideas.
"I know! " she said taking my hand and pulling me up.
"Let's go shopping!" She screeched as she jumped up and down.
"Get changed." Maya stated as she rummaged through her handbag.
I glanced in my wardrobe wondering what to wear. Hmmm....
I decided on a beautiful floral skirt, I matched it with a pair of black leggings, a pink jumper that went with the skirt and a gorgeous, sexy pair of black ankle boots which had a few gold studs on.
"How do I look?" I asked Maya giving her a cheesy smile.
"Beautiful, do you want me to do your hair quickly." She said whilst grabbing the straighteners off my mirrored desk.
"Ok." I said a sat myself on the stool.
My chocolate brown hair fell free to my hips, my chocolate brown eyes looked back at me with a look of depression and excitement.

Within an hour we arrived at the mall. With smiles on our faces and purses full of money.
We glanced around a few shops, we finally came to WHSmith. I walked inside and headed straight for the pregnancy section. I picked a book that I thought would help me. I read the back and sighed. If I'm going to do this, then I'm doing it properly.
In the end a bought a pregnancy book, a photo album ( to keep photos of the pregnancy in) and the Harry Potter series. If I'm going to be home for a while I'm going to need something to do, and I heard that this series was very good.
We then went into a clothes shop, Maya bought a few gorgeous tight tops and dresses, but I can't.
So I ended up buying a few stylish, baggy tops and pairs of leggings.
By early afternoon we began to become quite hungry.
We agreed on going to Costa.
"Sorry." I said accidentally bumping into someone. I glanced up to see him. Yes him, the boy who raped me.
Maya had gone on ahead because she saw her boyfriend.
"Can we talk?" He asked nicely.
"NO WE CAN'T TALK!" I shouted at him, my anger rising. This is the boy who made me sixteen and pregnant.
"I'm sorry, I will do anything for you to forgive me." He said as sweat began to form on his brow.
"Well for a start you can help me thorough this PREGNANCY!" I said trying to keep my clenched fists by my side.
"Shit!" He said as he began to become very upset.
"Yeah, Shit!" I said throwing my hands up in the air dramatically.
"Everything ok?" Maya asked looking confused.
"Yeah everything's fine. Maya I'd like you to meet the person who raped me. Or the person who got me pregnant at sixteen years old."
She gasped in shock, her face started to become red with anger and she suddenly collapsed on the cold tiled flooring.