The scalpels from the day before were still mutilating my flesh. The nausea of my actions gave me a headache and despite the pain in my lower abdomen, it was my soul that was flogged. Sitting on the ground, with no home, I was meditating. How did I get there?
Sweat on my forehead, I still felt the anguish of his last four weeks which had never freed my heart. After my old concerns came these remorse whose scars would remain on my skin marking me forever.
There was no possible way out that could alleviate my conscience. I had just committed horror. The pain intensified and became more and more unbearable. Lying on the ground since the day before, I had not found the strength to take refuge in a bed. All chilled I let the cold ground chill my heart. Suddenly my cell phone started ringing suddenly, pulling me out of my reveries. It was him ...
After several attempts to avoid him, I had to admit defeat.
"Anna? Did you do the thing? He asked me with authority?
-I'm fine, thank you for worrying Mike, I replied contemptuously.
- Well my beautiful ... he tried to soften me. It's almost the 3rd month. Anna, he implored me, you know my parents are very adamant. They are rich but tough. My parents can't stand to see me bring a pregnant 17-year-old home. We must act quickly, my pretty.
- We haven't spoken for 3 weeks and it's now that you call me Mike. Are you drunk or what? I replied with revolt.
- My love, I was preparing my SAT. You know how hard it is for me to concentrate. Besides, I wanted to give you some time to think, Mike dodged.
- You didn't seem so focused at Marriot last Saturday I said ardently
-Ha Saturday .... I went out with some friends, he stammered discovered.
- Leave me alone Mike. You just screwed up my life and because of you I just lost part of my soul. Never write to me again. Forget me I tried to yell at him. " However, I couldn't shout and suddenly I realized that under my skirt was forming a pool of bright red blood.
Before I had time to do anything, my soul was plunged into complete nothingness.