Bath

A few months had passed since I discovered I was pregnant, and it had being hell on earth. I barely eat, Like, I've gone miles to neglect myself. I don't give myself the attention I used to treasure when I was falling in love with Nicholas.

In fact, I don't just care any more, I just do whatever I want, I eat whenever there is something to eat, and then, I fall back into depression.

"Sister Megan," Chloe called out as she walked into the house.

Seeing me on the only couch we have in our small living, she crunches her nostrils.

"Shit! this room smells horrible," she mutter as she rushes to me. I feel my bile run down my stomach but I don't care.

I know at some time, I need to wake up from this depression place, take a leap of fate and push forth with my life.