Chapter 42: The abortion pills
I was awake till midnight crying. I cried until my eyes began to feel heavy. It was like the whole world was turning against me now I'm in 12th grade.
By this time last year I was excited that Christmas was on its way but this year, look at me thinking of my upcoming baby.
When it was daybreak, I stood up and got ready for school, when I was done, I headed out. Mom and Dad were in the dining but they weren't having breakfast, I guess they were talking about me because they also looked kind of depressed.
I walked past them and headed out but then Mom stopped me,
"Where are you off to young lady?" she asked,
I turned and looked at her,
"School," I said,
"Well, there is no more school for you Angie,"
"What?"
"You heard me, I and your father have decided that you won't be going to school until the baby is born,"
"Mom but it's unfair,"
Mom stood up and walked to me,
"You know what is unfair? Trying to embarrass me and your father, you're not even up to 18 and youre pregnant, how is that even possible, how did you two even end up having sex?"
"Exactly and where did you two do it?" Dad asked,
"Mom, Dad, I know you two are mad at me but it's your fault, especially you Mom," I said as tears rolled out of my eyes, "You were never there for me, you never told me all these things and how they work. Other girls in school, Betty, Victoria, Ella, and their mother were always there for them but where were you? You didn't even leave me with a sister so how do you expect me to be perfect ?"
"Oh, so that's your excuse for being pregnant?" Mom asked and chuckled while shaking her head, "Is Betty an only child or not?" Mom asked which broke me down because truly Betty was an only child. "Answer me," she yelled and I remained quiet. "You have no excuse, Angie, I'm ashamed of you," Mom said and headed up to her room, "Now go back to your room, No more school for you," she said while heading up.
After she left, Dad was looking at me, he didn't know what to say so he sighed,
"Honestly Angie I didn't expect you would be pregnant, you're smarter than that," he said,
"Dad I didn't know that's all it takes, please Dad help me out, help me talk to Mom,"
"Talk to her about what?"
"An abortion,"
"What, you want to have an abortion?" Dad asked,
"Dad it's the only way forward, there is nothing else I can do,"
"Exactly, not even an abortion," he said, "Do you know what it means to abort a two-month-old baby? You could die, or you might not be able to give birth again,"
"It's best that way, I rather die than carry this baby with mom in the house, she would insult me every day and it would affect me so badly, it's even affecting me already,"
"Angie you are not going to Abort that baby," Dad said,
"But...,"
"But nothing, I can't lose you, it's better I become a grandfather than lose my only daughter,"
"Dad...,"
"That's final, and let's never have this conversation again ... Ever," Dad said and walked out on me angrily.
I slowly walked up to the room and sat on my bed. I was extremely depressed, in fact, I couldn't even eat, there was no good memory I could remember that was enough to put a smile on my face. Dad and Mom went to work later that day but before they left, they warned me not to step my feet outside the house.
I stayed home thinking of what to do but I couldn't think of anything. I picked up my phone and searched for recommended abortion pills and I saw a lot of them. Funny enough they were all cheap. Well according to the internet, a two months baby could be aborted with pills but the side effects were very dangerous.
I became extremely relieved on reading this, I became comfortable and believed my problems would be over as soon as I take the pills. I searched for the side effects of pills and it said a lot of things, it said I might bleed so much, my period date would be shifted, it could lead to death and I might lose my womb. None of what I read scare me, I aimed to get rid of the baby by any means necessary.
I waited for an hour to be sure my parents has gone far, then I left the house and went to the nearest pharmacy. When I arrived there, I told him I wanted to get Mifepristone. He looked at me weirdly,
"Okay I was going to ask if any doctor recommended it for you but first how old are you?" he asked,
"Uh...18?" I said,
"No you're not," he said, "And I can't sell you Mifepristone,"
"What, why?" I asked,
"Because it's dangerous, how sure am I that your mom knows about it?"
"About what?"
"About the abortion pills you want to get, I must get approval from your mom since you're less than 18," he said,
"I am 18," I yelled,
"Okay, can I see your ID?"
"My ID, why the hell do I need to have an ID to get drugs,"
"So people like you won't put us in trouble, what if I sell you these pills and you lose your life then I'm going to Jail,"
"You won't I promise, I read on the internet that it's safe," I said but the pharmacist sighed and continued doing what he was doing. I kept talking to him but he kept ignoring me so I angrily walked out and looked for another place I could get the drugs, to be honest I thought getting the drugs would be as easy as going to a pharmacy but with the attitude of the first one, I could tell it might not be that easy to get the drugs.
