Bad choices

Okay. So after a very long eventful night. I got up to throwing up. No warning just up it all came. So I removed my bedding, got it all washed. Then I got a notification from Facebook. JD was now in a relationship with a girl named Max. That felt like a slap in the face but whatever. I kept my head held high. After about a week of silence I finally got a call from JD. Asking me to get an abortion. Told me if his family found out they would take my baby from me. I would never see it again. They would raise the baby to believe I was a bad person and I killed myself. So I told myself I wouldn't tell anyone he was the father. Then he began threatening us as a whole. Telling me he is going to burn the house down if I don't get the abortion. He would cut my break lines and make it look like an accident. So I told him I'm not getting the abortion. He hung up and a few weeks passed. I had gone into town because I had another doctors appointment. Out of fear I had my friend come get me and take me. While I left my car with the mechanic to make sure everything was ok. We got to talking and that's when I learned the truth. JD and Max were together for years. She was away at college. The day we broke up he found out she was coming home. So now I'm feeling really bad. I had no idea she was even a thing. Now I'm pregnant by him and she's living with him. Completely unaware that the bed she's in. It's where I conceived. Those sheets she's using belong to me. Then I remembered. During one of my visits there I forgot to grab my sons birth certificates. So I called him and asked if we could swing by and grab it. He was fine with it. Asked if I could come alone. Naturally I was hesitant at first but I went. Well kinda alone. My friend was down the road. Close enough to where if I screamed they would be there but far enough to where he didn't know they were there. When I walked in the entire place looked so different. There were pictures of them together everywhere. Even at his bedside. She knew I was coming but thought I was just a friend. He told her I used to bring my kids over to play while he worked on my car. I decided not to say anything. She was already on her way out the door. I tried to follow but he called me into the kitchen. I had gone there for my important papers but when I saw her. I completely forgot why I was there to begin with. After I grabbed my papers. He grabbed me, picked me up and just started kissing on me. I must have lost my mind. I was going along with it. I knew I had to stop him but the way my body responded. I had no strength against it. The things he was doing to my body made my whole body quiver. Once all was over and done. Which did not take long. Maybe a whole 20 minutes. That's about how long I was in his house. I grabbed the papers and sent my friend a text. Found it, got it and I'm coming. I got into the car without even telling him I was leaving. Next thing I knew they were fighting like crazy. Over every little thing. So he would show up and we would go out. Do what grown folk do and I'd go home. I was feeling low. Like his own personal feel better guilt free cause I'm pregnant with his child booty call. So I told him we have to stop doing this.