Chapter 1:

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Chapter 1:

"Layla I don't know what to do." I tell her over the phone quietly. If my mother and father hear me on the house phone they will hit me no doubt.

"Do you want me to come get you?" she asks worriedly and I sigh wiping my tears.

Shaking my head I whisper "No, they will notice me gone."

Layla sighs and says "Braylee if your pregnant you don't need to be there. They hit you honey and your baby could be hurt."

"They'll just find me." I tell her truthfully knowing all that she is saying is true. "I am their money. They need their money."

"Think about your baby." she says her voice getting more stern.

Looking down at my flat tummy I lay my hand on it and smile sadly. I don't want this baby and I didn't want that to happen to me but it has. "I don't want it." I tell her seriously.

Layla gasps and says "Braylee that is a life. Are you going to get an abortion?"

Shrugging I run my hands through my hair and says "Maybe my dad will beat me up and i'll miscarry."

"Why are you saying this?" she asks outraged. "What happened to you was not that baby's fault Braylee it was his. This baby is a blessing." she tells me and I sight because Layla is a Christian and she believes that anything that happens to you is in Gods plan.

"Yah. Yah. Yah." I say mumbling "God put you through this for a reason..... I've herd it all before."

"Well your going to hear it all again." she shouts angrily. "God is not the one that made this happen to you but he does have a plan for it. This is only meant to make you stronger Braylee. Its not to make you angry or scared. God is allowing that baby be inside of you because he has a wonderful plan for that baby and you. You are carrying a blessing Braylee. Don't be mad at the innocent be mad at the devil. Be mad that he allow one of his followers to do that to you."

Putting my head back I rest it on the wall and breathe deeply. Everything she is saying tugs at my heart but I don't know God all I know is the devil. He has always been the center of my parents lives so that makes him the center of mine. They teach me the ways of the devil I don't even know if they know a speck of who God is. "Listen Layla I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything just acknowledge what I am saying. God loves you and that baby Braylee and he would not want you to kill it. I know you don't pray Braylee but pray that God bring you help. Pray he bring you people that love you because I know that is what I am going to be praying about."

Seriously I say "I don't know how to pray."

"You do." Layla insists. "Talk to God as you talk to me. He wants to be talked to he needs us to talk to him. It doesn't matter how you do but just talking to him like a friend is great. It'll get you way farther than just sulking. Give your worrying to God Braylee and you will be blessed greatly." she instructs making me sigh.

"Listen Layla I have to go." I tell her lying my pants off.

"Okay Braylee I love you. Don't forget to pray."

"I love you to." I say before I click the phone off. Banging my head off of the wall a few times I stand and look at my stomach in the full length mirror. I lift my shirt and see my flat stomach. Pinching it a few times I say "I don't want you." tears streak down my face as I shake my head. "I don't want you but I cant help but love you."

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It's really short but this is just before she meets Avlon.

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