Melissa
Past
S.hit, s.hit, s.hit. I stare down at the pregnancy test in my hand, and those two little lines are mocking me, telling me I'm a w.hore who has completely ruined her life. How the hell am I going to tell Blanche, she's going to kill me. Her punishments have only gotten worse as I've gotten older, I still have a bruise on the top of my thigh from my last punishment. But I don't think I have a choice. I'm pretty sure I'm already a few months along so I definitely need to see a doctor, but the only way I can do that is if I tell Blanche, I don't have my own car so there's no way I can sneak out. I wonder if I could tell Chris and see what he says, but I know he'll end up telling her. He tells her everything.
Tommy, oh my God, I have to tell Tommy once he knows what's going on
