Chapter 14

Maria's ( P. O. V. )

Two Weeks later.

Its been two weeks since Jason and I broke up and I've not left my bed. Unless, I need to take a shower or use the toilet.

I've been a mess since I broke up with Jason...

Yes!! I know I'm the one that broke up with him, but I did it for very valid reasons...

I've been in bed crying for days, I just still can't believe he's no longer here with me. Usually when I'm sad he would comfort me, but now his not here to do that.

Why did he have to cheat on me?

Why?

I felt a substance about to spill out of mouth. I quickly got out of my bed and ran to the bathroom pushing the door open. I knelt down in front off the toilet and vomited my gut out.

This has been happening for a month. I just can't handle vomiting.. it makes me feel so weak and tired.

Once I was done, I rinsed my mouth with a mouth wash,  brushed my teeth and walked back to bed.

I can't stand vomiting...

Ugh!!

I think I'll take my mom's advice and go see the doctor, but how am I gonna pay the bills. I don't have a job...

I mean I lost my job because I didn't show up to work so they sent me an email last week, written that I'm fired.

Who would examine me free of charge?

Nothing in LA is free....

Oh! I got an idea. I could ask Jason's family doctor to examine me.

She's such a nice and kind lady. I know her because I always accompanied Jason for his monthly check ups. Her name is Mrs Miranda Gonzalez, she's a Mexican just like me but the difference with her is her dad is American and her mom is Mexican, she's also on here in LA.

Anyways she'll help me out...

I hope so..

I need to be optimistic so the universe will hear me..

I quickly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom for a quick shower.

15 minutes later.

After my quick shower, I put my clothes on and I didn't bother putting makeup.

I just don't feel pretty anymore so why bother hiding it...

Once I was done, I took my car keys, walked out of my apartment. I quickly went to the garage and got into my car, I drove has fast as I could but not going passed the speed limit.

30 minutes later.

I got out of my car and walked towards Los Angeles Community hospital entrance. I opened the door and the smell of medicines hit my nose like a bat.

Geez!!

The smell is gonna make me nauseous again...

"Please don't puke." I remained myself.

I walked towards the receptionists desk.

"Hi, I'd like to see Mrs Miranda Gonzalez." I told the receptionists.

"Do you have an appointment, with her?" she asked, looking down at her computer screen and glancing up at me.

"Uh no, but I just need a check up that's all." I confessed.

"Does she know who you are?" she questioned.

"Yes she does, you can call her and ask her." I suggested.

"Okay, what's your name?" she responded.

"Maria Rodriguez." I informed.

She took her cellphone and dialed a number. She spoke to the person on the other line.

"Ma'am a women is here looking for you, she wants to get a check up." she disclosed.

"Her name is Maria Rodriguez." she added, I waited patiently while they talked for a while.

"Okay ma'am." she ended the call and looked at me.

"You can go in, she's waiting for you." she told me.

"Is she busy?" I asked.

I don't wanna interrupt her.

"No, she just finished her last patient a while ago." she replied.

"So early." I whispered, but she heard me and nodded.

"You can go in, her room is on the fourth floor no. 404." she responded.

"Thank you." I smiled gratefully, I quickly walked to the elevator and entered.

Thank God no one is inside. I need a little alone time, even though I've had alone time for two weeks.

I just need to think even for a few seconds...

I don't know what's wrong with me. I always feel tired, I'm hungry every time, but how can I eat when there's no money to buy food for myself.

Ugh!

My life is do pathetic...

No one would believe I graduated from Harvard.

The elevator doors opened and I stepped out of them, I walked to room 404 and knocked on the door, it instantly opened. I  smiled when I spotted Mrs Miranda.

"Hi Mrs Miranda." I greeted.

She smiled. "Hello Maria, don't be formal with me, I've known you since you were a teenager. Come in, please." she stated, hugging me.

We pulled away from our hug and I smiled at her walking inside her office.

"Thank you for allowing me to come in, even though I didn't arrange an appointment." I responded, sincerely.

She smiled. "Don't mention it you're like family to me." she remarked, she's always so kind and caring.

"Thank you so much." I smiled.

"You welcome, so you here for a check up?" she asked.

"Yeah, I am, I've been -" I was cut off by my own nauseated self, I laid one hand on my mouth and another hand on my stomach, she pointed to a door and I went running to it. I pushed the door opened and knelt down, vomiting into the toilet.

"Are you okay in there?" Miranda asked.

I couldn't respond to her I was vomiting way too much of nothing, I didn't eat any breakfast.

I wonder what I'm vomiting out of my system..

Once I was done I rinsed my mouth and went out of the room, I sat back at my sit, hands shaking, I don't know why my hands are shaking.

"Maria, how long have you been vomiting?" she asked in a serious tone.

"Uh, for about a month now." I disclosed, a bit hesitant to answer.

I'm afraid to find out what's wrong with me...

She nodded her head. "Come, sit down there." she instructed, pointing to a bed, I stood up and sat on the bed, at this point I'm shaking in my boots, even though I wasn't wearing boots, her expression was making me nervous.

She laid her hand on my belly and press it a little. I groaned. "Does it hurt?" she asked.

"A little." I replied.

"Okay lay down please." she instructed again.

I did as I was told, I laid down on the bed and she lifted my T-shirt, she rubbed my stomach, then she took a little bottle that was behind her and held it, she connected some cables to a machine, that looks like a little computer.

"This will feel a bit cold." she cautioned.

I nodded. "Okay." I compiled.

She applied the gel around my belly button, I don't know what she was doing, I just laid there watching her every move like a hawk, she took the little machine and placed it on the gel around my belly button, she moved the machine around my belly button.

She occasionally looked at the little screen behind her.

"Maria, you're pregnant." she announced, with a big smile on her face.

"What. No I can't be pregnant, Miranda please tell me this is a joke or something." I questioned, shocked out of my mind.

I can't be pregnant. No I just can't.

She gave me a confused expression. "Why are you saying that, a baby is a blessing, and no I'm not joking you are pregnant, look at the screen?" she divulged, pointing to the screen.

"There is your baby, I know it's small so you can't see it that well but, it's there, for now it's just a little seed, that's gonna grows every month." she informed, pointing at the screen.

I saw a little seed and I instantly started crying, I really am pregnant, I can't believe it, I'm pregnant with Jason's baby, but he has another baby with Rebecca, I can't tell him, he will think, I'm lying to get back with him.

Oh God!!

What am I gonna do now?

How am I gonna raise a baby all on my own...

"Maria I know that you shocked about finding out you going to be a mom at such a young age, but just think of it has a blessing for above." she responded, tenderly.

I sat up, she wiped the gel from my belly and I straightened my outfit. I hooped of the bed, I really don't know what I should do now, I'm pregnant, I don't have a job, how am I gonna buy all the things a baby needs, I'm just so scared. What if I can't do it, I can't raise a baby all on my own, I don't want to be a single mom, I can't do this, I can't have this baby, I just can't.

"Maria what are you thinking about?" Miranda asked looking worried.

"Miranda I can't do this, I just can't raise a baby all on my own, I don't even have a job,  I lost it. My life is a mess, I can't bring a baby into this world, with a messed up life like mines, I can't have this baby, this baby can't be born, no it can't." I confessed, tears streaming down my face.

She walked over to me and hugged me, I cried on her shoulder while she rubbed my back and pulled away from our embrace, she looked at me and wiped my eyes.

She brought my face up to hers.

"Maria, who's the father of this baby?" she asked.

No... No...

I knew she would ask me that question.

I can't tell her that Jason's the father. She'll tell him and I can't let that happen.

What should I say now?

"Uh, I don't know, I don't remember, that's why I don't wanna keep it Miranda, please help me, I don't want to keep this baby." I lied, I really can't handle a baby right now my life is a mess.

"Maria, are you saying you want to abort this baby?" she inquired.

"Miranda, I just can't do this all on my own, I can't, I don't know if I want to abort the baby, but I have no other option do I." I responded, helplessly.

"Maria, a baby is a blessing you can't abort it, even if you going though a tough time, you know if you do decide you wanna abort the baby, think of all those other women that can't get pregnant, think of those other women who pray to God every day for a baby, and they don't get one, you are so blessed to be carrying that baby, I know you said you don't know who the father is but I know you lying to me about that because you are not the kind of girl that sleeps around with men, but I'll respect that you want to keep the fathers identity a secret. I just want you to think of the baby if not yourself for a moment, that baby hasn't done anything, that baby didn't force itself inside you, you and that man made it, don't you want that baby to remind you of the good days y'all two spent together, listen Maria if you consider getting an abortion, you'll regret it for the rest of your life, it will haunt you the thought of you killing your own baby, you a Christian right and you want to kill a defenceless baby, how cruel, that won't make you go to heaven, I'm so disappointed in you, where's the Maria that wasn't afraid of challenges, the one that was always so brave and courageous, I want to see that Maria." she comforted.

I let her words sink in, I don't want to kill this baby, I would never forgive myself, this baby is a part of Jason and I, this baby is the fruit of our love for each other, I can't kill it even though he cheated on me, I still love him so I'll keep this baby and make it my mission to protect and guide this little baby.

I looked at Miranda and smiled.

"Miranda, I'm not gonna abort this baby, I'll keep it, I'll make sure I get a job, I'll do whatever it takes to make this baby happy, thank you so much for cracking some sense into me, I don't know what I was thinking, thank you so much." I reassured, sincerely and I hugged her.

"No problem, I'm glad I could help." she stated. I pulled away from our hug and she opened her drawer, took out some money.

"Maria take this I know you don't have a job right now but I hope this money can help you, I don't wanna hear anyone say that you aborted a baby or you committed suicide, so please take this money, it will help somehow, please take it." she offered, placing the money on my hand.

I hugged her.

"Thank you so much, Miranda, I don't know what to say, how can I repay you?" I inquired.

She smiled.

"Just take good care of this baby." she requested.

"I promise I will." I vowed.

"I want to meet the baby once it's born, will you bring the baby over so I can see it?" she asked.

"Of course, I will." I replied.

"Thank you so much for the check up, thanks for the money and the great advice." I thanked.

"You welcome." she responded.

"It was nice seeing you again, bye." I waved.

"Same here, bye." she replied, we hugged for the last time and I left the hospital with a new purpose, I smiled at the receptionists, and I pushed open the hospital doors, I walking out. I reached my car I opened the door and got in, I started the car and drove out of the hospital premises.

I wanna tell my parents I'm pregnant so I'm going to they house, I know they'll be mad, but they'll not be mad for long, I'm they only daughter.

Once I reached my parents house, I got out of the car and I walked over to the door, I knocked twice, as always the door opens instantly and my mom smiles down at me.

"Hello Maria, what's wrong, you look pale and skinny, have you eaten?" she asked concerned, eyeing me from head to toe.

"Hello to you too Mom, aren't you gonna let your daughter in?" I stated, sarcastically.

"Oh, sorry of course." she smiled.

We both walked inside and she sat down on the dining table, I sat across from her.

"Mom, I need to tell you something important." I began, I don't wanna dive into the matter so soon, but I just wanna tell my mom, I wouldn't be able to hide it for long anyways.

"What is it honey?" she questioned, tenderly.

"Mom, you remember when you advised me to go see a doctor, because I was feeling nauseous, dizzy etc." I asked, already feeling nervous.

"Yes Maria, I do remember, what's the problem, you making me nervous?" she remarked, I bet I'm more nervous then she is right now, but anyway I gotta go on.

"Mom, I went to the doctor today and I found out that I'm..." I paused to take a deep breath.

"You what Maria?" she questioned, curiously.

"Mum, I'm pregnant." I revealed.

I glanced at her waiting for her reaction.

"What no. You joking right, today is the first of April, so it's April fools day. Is this a prank our something." she stated, standing up from her chair.

I stood up too. "Mum I'm not lying to you and its not a prank." I confessed.

"Maria. No.. no.. You can't be pregnant you just 20 years old, you just so young." she responded, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Mum you got pregnant with me when you were a teenager." I countered.

"Maria that's not the same. I was married, you not married, who is the father of this baby?"she asked.

Oh God! The Golden Question.

"Uh Mum, I don't know, who the father is?" I answered nervously.

"What, you don't know who the father of your baby is, Maria how could you be so irresponsible." she shouted, disappointedly.

I'm disappointed in myself too mom.

"What's going on here, what's with all the yelling?" I turned to see my dad approaching us.

"Honey look at your slut of a daughter, she's pregnant and doesn't know who the father of her baby is, well maybe she just doesn't want to tell me, see if she can tell you the truth." my mom fumed, my dad looked at me with a angry expression.

"Dad I can explain -" he cut me off with a slap across my face, I can't believe he slapped me he never laid a hand of me before.

"Explain what, that you a hoe, a slut, I can't believe you my daughter. Tell me who's the father of the bastard you carrying in your belly." he insulted, with no remorse.

"Dad my baby isn't a bastard, how dare you talk about my baby like that?" I exclaimed, rubbing my right cheek, where he slapped me.

"How dare you speak to me like that you slut?" he questioned and slapped me so hard I fall on the floor. He picked me up, holding my shoulders tightly.

"Tell me who the father of this baby is or you dead to me?" he threatened, holding my shoulders even tighter.

"Ow, dad you hurting me, mom please tell him to stop." I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Answer his question Maria?" my mom stated, not even looking at me, I looked at my dad, he looked angry and disappointed.

"Dad I'm sorry but I don't know, I don't remember." I lied, not meeting his eyes.

"I can't believe I gave birth to a slut like you, I'm so disappointed in myself." my mom confessed,  finally looking into my eyes.

"I can't believe I raised a hoe like you, you will not come here anymore, you no longer welcomed here." my dad chided, pulling me by my arm, he opened the door and throw me out of the house and I fall on the ground, I winced in pain.

"You no longer my daughter you dead to me, I don't have a daughter any more." he stated and slammed the door shut, tears fall from my eyes, I knew they would be mad at me, but I didn't think they would do this to me, what am I gonna do now, my parents were my last hope to help me raise this baby, but now I'm all alone.

I stood up from the ground and

I dusted my clothes, I went inside my car and drove home, I reached my apartment and I unlocked the door. I entered and saw an envelope, I picked it up and closed the door, I opened it, It was an eviction notice, I had two days to give in the one month rent money or I'm gonna be kicked out of the apartment and they'll take my furniture and other equipment to repay the money I owe them as rent.

I don't have a job, how am I gonna pay for the rent. I sat in the couch and cried my eyes out that's all I can do, I walked to my room sat on my bed and cried even more, I'm all alone now, I would call Lola or Carla for help but they in Miami, for an Help Homeless Kids Organization and the boys including Jason are also in Miami, but they  there for the court case that was happening there, I was gonna go, but I was fired so I can't. I'm officially alone with a baby,

I don't know what to do this city isn't doing good for me in any way.

"I should leave the city." I thought to myself.

Yes..

If La isn't a good place for me. Why don't I just leave?

Where am I gonna go too?

I took my phone from my Jean pocket and opened the Map App.

I scrolled though the map, until I landed on New York, The  "big applem" the busied city in America. I could go to New York and start my new life with my baby, since no one here wants me. I bought a ticket online, with the little money I had saved up for emergency reasons. I decided that I'm going to New York, I packed my bags and I went to sleep early so I wouldn't miss my flight.

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The Next day.

I took a quick shower and put my clothes on, left my keys on the table with a letter telling my landlord that I was leaving, I walked out of my former apartment with my luggage in one hand and my car keys in the other.

I got inside my car and I drove to a retail store, I wanna sale my car for money.

30 minutes later.

Once I was done with the transaction, I took a cab to the airport, once I got there I thanked the driver, he didn't want me to pay, because he knew that I didn't have that much money, I got out of the cab drives car and walked inside the airport, I took a sit in one of the chairs, I looked up at the screen where they written the time of departure and arrivals.

LA going to New York : 12:00 pm.

My new life will begin at noon.

Wow!!

I laid a hand on my belly.

"It's just you and me now baby, you and me against the world." I declared, rubbing my belly.

I can't wait to start a new life and a new beginning with my baby.

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