Beautiful Gianna

"Joe, Joe...Joe, where are you? If this is another one of your silly jokes then you better stop, because I have a serious problem to discuss with you." "Ok Paisley, well I am all ears" "Ok, um, I don't know how to break this to you but, ... you are going to be a dad very soon and th-" "Wait, wait, stop right there. You can't be serious, I am only 19!" "But-" "There are no buts you have to get an abortion, do it for us, do you want our life to be ruined? If you are not willing to do as I say then I can simply walk out of that door, because I am not ready to become a father. I will give you till tomorrow to think about it. " I didn't want to do it but, if Joe walked out of that door then I wouldn't have money to pay the house rent and I may end up homeless. I can't also go to my parent's house because they would disown me and ban me from their house for sure. There was only one thing I could do... "Joe! I will do it..." "ok, we will go to the hospital tomorrow." I was very sad but I had no other choice. It was Thursday morning and we were set to go to the hospital. We sat in Joe's Polar 3 car and after 30 minutes we were in front of The Johns Hopkins Hospital in the United States and one of the most famous hospitals in the world. We went inside and waited for our turn to come, when we went inside we met Mrs Kailey, my favourite doctor since childhood. Joe excused himself to go to the washroom and I then started sobbing loudly "M,m, Mrs Kailey, is there no other way to save this child? Please, I am begging you..." After crying, and stuttering a lot we came up with a plan. We will tell Joe that we have to wait nine months before we can abort the child and by that time, I will have to give birth to the baby and either give it up for adoption or take it home. "I am back, are you done with the abortion?" "Darling I am afraid that I can't abort the baby today, Mrs.Kailey told me that we will have to wait exactly nine months before aborting it...I am sorry." "Well nine months will come very soon and then we can get rid of the baby, I guess we can wait until then." I couldn't believe what I was hearing, this man was heartless! During these nine months, Joe seemed extremely caring even though he didn't want the child, he seemed to grow an amount of unconditional love every father had for their child…If only I could have experienced that love in my childhood. I have three siblings and I am the last born. My father left us when I was just two years old because he was not ready to become a father. Fortunately, my mother was a hotelier who had a chain of hotels all around the world, so eventually money was not a big deal for us. All my three brothers were successful. The firstborn named Mark was a doctor in Canada, the second one, Gionathan was a pilot and Benjamin the last one was the CEO of one of the top three biggest companies in the USA, Apple. While on the other hand, I had taken charge of my mother's hotel business. My boyfriend and I were childhood best friends. We went to the same schools and lived in the same neighbourhood. He is a young man who is hoping to one day become a chief engineer, yet as for now he works as an electrical engineer his dad left for him before dying. Nine months had passed and finally, it was that day I had been waiting for so long. We reached the hospital at exactly 8 pm and fortunately, it was not that busy. When we got to the labour room, I had to leave Joe behind. My waters broke after a couple of minutes, and I was screaming like a mad woman, my stomach hurt like hell, my eyes became all watery, and my cheeks were fuming red... Finally, the baby was born and tears of joy and sorrow couldn't stop flowing down my red cheeks. Mrs Kailey instructed one of the nurses to tell my boyfriend that I needed some pills, so he should go to the pharmacy nearby. After making sure that he was gone, I took one of the woven baskets I found in the hospital and put my baby girl in it. I snuck out and went to an old street near the hospital, where I used to live with my parents… it started to heavily rain but I couldn't go back at this moment, I gave my daughter the only precious thing I had with me, a gold half moon shaped necklace given to me by my grandmother before she died, with the name Gianna incised on it. I kissed her on the forehead and named my daughter Gianna before putting the basket down and running away. When I reached there my boyfriend was not yet there so I quickly took a towel and used it to clean my b****y hands, making it look as if it was the blood my baby lost from the abortion. Joe came in with my pills an hour after and decided to sleep with me at the hospital. "I will be discharged tomorrow," I said, "yes darling I know, I know…yet, you don't seem happy about it." "I, I, I am happy, don't worry, it is for the best…" I sighed and went back to reading my bible before trying to get some sleep. I tossed and turned the whole night but couldn't sleep. I decided that I couldn't do this and quietly sneaked out of the hospital through the emergency door. I went searching for Gianna but couldn't find her. I sat down blaming myself while sobbing and shivering from the cold..." if I only had, had some courage maybe my baby would not be gone, maybe a dog came to pick the basket up to turn her into food to feed itself or, or-" then I completely broke down. I felt someone tapping my shoulder and saw...Joe. I didn't want to tell him what happened but I just found myself blurting everything o and...surprisingly he wasn't mad at me, instead, he started blaming himself for putting all this pressure on me. I forgave him and together we decided that we will be searching for her until we found her, but now we had to go and sleep.