chapter 2

I sat at the passenger seat frantically searching for a solution that would save my ass.

My phone was ringing but my mind was lost in abyss.

"Miss..." "Miss..."

"Yes" I turned to the taxi driver, that's when I realized my phone had been ringing all this while. " thank you"

"Hello"

"Seriously, where are you I just cancelled my shift just for you do you know what that would cost me..." Francis was yelling at me through the phone.

"Francis this is a matter of life and life..."

"What in the world are you saying?, Life and life, look here young lady..." I hung up in annoyance I already had a lot going on in my head, the last thing I need right now is some one yelling at me.

"Take a u-turn please" I directed the taxi to her neighborhood. What if abortion turns out to be the only solution. I might really have to get rid of this child.

FRANCIS' PLACE

I knocked on Francis'door like I  was being chased.

"Are you sick or something" I could hear her voice from the other side of the door.

"Sorry" I apologized and waited for her to open the door.

Once the door was open, I stepped in quickly. My elder sister Francis was a tropical beauty, unlike my slender curves she was fully endowed. She had cinnamon skin, and full wavy brown hair, her vixen green eyes and pointed nose with rose deep lips. Unlike her I was a Blondie.

"You had better say some thing that's worth my time" she glared at me viscously.

"I-em-" the words were stuck in my throat, yet I didn't have the courage to say it. I looked at my sister and smiled meekly " please promise you won't be mad at me"

"Are you going to say it or not?" She folded her arms and arched her brows.

"it's complicated" I confessed.

Francis walked past me and sat on the red velvet couch in front of me.

" do you know what time it is gwen, my mates are at the hospital getting bonuses while I'm here sitting and waiting for you to spill the tea. Young lady I have a life you know I can't keep coaxing you to tell me things"

"I know" I interrupted her.

"Then say it whatever is bothering you spill it if not I'll throw you..."

"I'm pregnant!!" I shut my eyes and yelled out the words before I could change my mind.

"Huh?!!"

"I'm pregnant Francis, and I don't know what to do" I could feel my cheeks getting wet.

"How, when who "

I looked at her sadly"I'm sorry I-it just happened and believe me I used protection, but it didn't work, I messed up. I don't know what to do or where to start from I need your help please..."

The room was silent, I was gradually getting uncomfortable because of it. "Francis " I called to my sister who looked shocked."I'm sorry"

"When did it happen?" Why was she asking this

"I can't say" I bit my lower lip, I can't tell her even a slight portion of the truth.

" who is he?" I looked away with guilt

"I can't say".

Francis sighed and rested her head on the couch. She rubbed her temples gently. "Don't stand there like a criminal come here"

My heart melted at her words, I ran to her and fell on her laps crying like a baby.

Francis rubbed my back in a soothing way"Shsh it's alright okay, I'll help okay"

"It's all a big blunder" I wailed out the rest I had bottled up since in the morning.

"No it isn't , we all make mistakes, I'll help you okay that's why I'm here right"

"Thank you " I sniffed out. Once I was calm and a little bit better i sat up and arranged my hair.

"Good girl" she wiped my cheeks with care and right after stood up and went to her kitchen. I cleaned off the streaks on my face and took huge breaths. Francis came back with some pills and a glass of water.

I didn't want to kill anyone. Also abortion was a huge no for me. I never liked the idea of it, I've heard of many cases of women who had an abortion dying during the process. I don't want to die.

"What's that" I asked even though I knew the answer.

"The solution of course" Francis had an oblivious look, " look this is the easiest and safest way to deal with this problem..." I felt like death was written all over the pills " you're not dying okay, carrying this pregnancy is a huge risk for you so I'd prefer if you flush it out now that it isn't human yet" she rubbed my shoulder softly " I promise you won't die okay"

There was no other way out no matter how hard I looked at it. It was either this or the consequences. I sighed in defeat, deep down I didn't want to flush this child but what can I do.

I summoned up courage and took the pills and glass of water from Francis. Closing my eyes I flushed it down my system.

GULP!!!

"that's my girl"

"It tastes bad" I shook my head.

"Alright you'll have to stay with me for at least 12 hours okay so come on let's go to the spare room"

_.

I sat on the bed and looked at the room I was in. Well my eyes were doing the looking but my mind was drifting afar. Will I ever forgive myself for what I have done. I took off my clothes and went into the shower. I needed to wash off the stress that had accumulated on my body.

"Haa!!!" I slumped on the soft bed and let it relax my tensed up muscles. I picked up my phone and texted Anna that I wasn't returning tonight.

I scrolled through my phone, trying to  make myself doze off but  I got annoyed and switched off my phone. It was as if he was hunting me

Darren fan girls posted his pictures all over social media. He was every girl's dream, regardless of his looks Darren wasn't a kind and caring person. It hurts when ever I realized I can't be with him. If only I was 2 years older, maybe I wouldn't feel belittled among the caliber of ladies that surround him.

Slowly guilt crept in to my heart. I had just flushed the one thing that I could always remember Darren with. A innocent soon to be child, my stomach was getting hot but I didn't pay attention to it. I cried softly cause I had just done something unbelievably. But there was no going back, what is done is done. If I keep this child, I'm going to pass through earthly hell. It still doesn't change the fact that I committed murder no matter how hard I tried to convince myself with Francis'words.

I felt hot too hot as though my insides were set ablaze. I curled up like a ball rolling on the bed and goaned in pain. Was this the side effects of the drug, oh God what did I take?.This is bad. I could feel the bed getting wet, I sat up trying to stand up but I couldn't. I looked at the once white bed sheet, blood trailed round me. I was terrified, was blood supposed to ooze out like this?.

"FRANCIS!!!" I yelled out and she ran in to my rescue.

"Gwen, oh my God you're burning up."

Francis ran out of the room to God knows where while I rolled in pain. My sight was getting blurry. Was I dying?

..................

I opened my eyes slowly and looked around. I was in a hospital ward, did I pass out?

It was morning already, I sat up quickly but regretted it in an instant my entire body ached like my bones were broken.

I was the only one in the room, I laid back and rested my head on the soft pillow.

"You're awake" I turned to the voice it was Francis she came out of the rest room "how do you feel?, any body pain?, does your head hurt?, I'm sorry I gave you those pills I should have known your body would have..."

"I'm fine Francis " I quickly replied"my body just aches that's all"

Francis sighed and sat beside me, she stroked my hair slowly and smiled "I'm just glad you're alright" I nodded slowly "get some rest you need it. I called Mr Fredrick..." Mr Fredrick was the ambassador of my school.

"... I said you were under going a surgery"

I frowned, what surgery was I under going. And how did my sister get Mr Fredrick's contact. " what surgery?" I questioned

"The pills didn't work " Francis shook her head sadly " you're still pregnant"

Now I was certain God's hands was behind all of this.

"What?" I almost yelled, ignoring the pain in my body I sat up, Francis helped me up. I exhaled out of frustration and exhaustion.

"Let it be" I whispered after staying silent for a while.

My elder sister frowned in anger " let it be are you planning to die..."

"What's the probability I'll survive the surgery?"

I turned to her, but she looked away before our eyes could meet." I'm not going to die trying to kill someone who's just like me, we don't want to die so I'm keeping us"

" But father..." Francis tried to reason with me but I was firm on my decision, I didn't want to abort it at first but now I have a second chance to fix the mess and I'm not wasting it.

"I don't care, I got myself in this mess I'll fix it myself, would you rather I die before telling him the truth, God forbid"

Francis stood up angrily and walked round the room. " but you lost a lot of blood, there's a possibility the child would be deformed that's why it's better to abort it"

"And...ouch" I adjusted my hips on the bed " and I said I don't care, the year just started few weeks ago and I've already had a near death experience. No thank you and if I have a deformed child I'll take care of it, it's my fault afterall"

Francis sighed and walked out of the room leaving me alone to my thoughts.

"Gwen, Gwen ohhhhhhh Gwen " I called out to myself. I didn't know why I kept this child but maybe I do. I had a feeling that this child was my trump card to happiness. I rubbed my flat stomach with love "don't worry I'll keep you safe"

I was discharged from the hospital, a few days later. Turns out my hospital test results got to my father before Francis could get them. it was no guess to know who was behind it. It was my twin brother,George. He was constantly on my trail, monitoring what I do. He was your typical sister lover.

George stood outside the hospital beside a black SUV. Unlike my blonde hair he had brown wavy hair just like Francis. But he was fair in complexion like me. I walked slowly towards the car my legs felt heavy cause I didn't know what to expect at home.

" hello rebel," there was a smirk on his face, an annoying disgusting smirk on his face. I felt like throwing up.

" can we just go" I got to the car with a puffed up face, i was scared of the outcome of things. George stood straight and pat my head like he always did, treating me like I was younger.

" don't worry okay" he smiled warmly "I'll make the bastard who did this to you pay", although he's words were supposed to warm my heart it some how got me mad.

I slapped his hand off my head. "I'm not a kid you know" George laughed calmly

"Already getting mood swings I see"

He opened the door for me and we both got inside the back seat. "To the Kingsley Villa"

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