Alone and Forgotten || evocatricex
Emmie let out one final scream, and then everything was over. All of the pain suddenly dissapearing. For the past half hour, she had been locked away in the restroom in excruciating pain. Now she was left with a newborn baby laying on the hard, tile floor. Her knees shook and she fell to the ground next to her child. She was confused. How did this happen to her?
Of course she knew. Her boyfriend had taken advantage of her and raped her. That's exactly how she had managed to become a mother at just seventeen. She never wanted kids. None of this. She wanted to enjoy her senior year. She wanted to go to prom. She wanted to spend time after school working at the coffee shop. Not changing diapers and trying to figure out how to explain things to her daughter.
None of this felt right. Of course it wasn't right. She was sitting on the floor of her smoke filled high school bathroom, just have given birth to a baby. Emmie was in shock. All she could think about was her art class in ten minutes. How was she suppose to go to class with a baby, not to mention she was now covered in blood.
Emmie stared down at the child, listening to the soft cries. She was terrified to even tough the infant.
