The Father of My Child is My Bully

Chapter 1

Let's start from the beginning. In fifth grade I had a huge crush on Henry Jones. He was kind, smart, talented and not to forget good looking. I decided to become his friend to see how close we could get. He accepted and we became best friends.

Suddenly, he stopped talking to me. Every time I tried to talk to him, he'd tell me to go away in a harsh way. I kept on pushing him to tell me what was wrong until he finally snapped "Look, I'm popular and you're a loser. I'm smart, you're not. I'm good looking and you're just....hahaha..... you're sooo ugly, I'd rather die than be seen with You". I remember everything he said that day word for word. That day he shattered my heart into pieces.

We didn't talk to each other throughout 6th grade until we reached 7th grade. Then he started insulting me with every opportunity he had. He'd call me ugly, w***e, slut, b***h and many more. Once we reached 9th grade, he started pranking me as in throwing gum in my hair, tossing my books in water, pouring paint over my head and just humiliating me in front of the whole school. And when I thought I had seen it all, he started to hit me in 11th grade. He'd slap me, punch me, strangle me and alot more.

I did nothing to deserve this.

Right after graduating, my parents kicked me out. They left me with no money. They said that they don't care how I get money, I just have to earn it LEGALLY with hard work. So I became a pornstar. After 8 months of being a pornstar I was paired for a job with someone. That someone was Henry Jones. When he saw me his face was full of disgust. "I don't think I can do this. The mere thought of touching her disgusts me." He said to the director. But the director obligated him to do it with me. After filming, he walked past me and said "I guess you are a w***e after all" with a smirk on his five.

That was my first job with Henry Jones and since then, I've had more with him.

                                                                                           PRESENT DAY

RIELE'S POV

I wake up earlier than usual to nausea. I have been sick for about a week now. I ran to the bathroom to the bathroom to throw up. I can't take it anymore I have to see the doctor. After my usual morning routine I head for the hospital. I walk up to the receptionist to make an appointment. "I'm sorry all appointments for today has been taken. You can only see the doctor if it's urgent." "Yes it's urgent" I said while nodding my head. "OK please wait over there" she said pointing towards the waiting area. Muttering a thank you I sit in the waiting room. Five minutes later I was called in. "Miss Smith." I got up from the chair and went inside the office. I explained everything that happened lately.

"Are you sexually active?" The doctor asks. "Yes" I answer hesitantly. "Do you use birth control?" "Yes" I answer quickly. "Do you think there may be a chance of pregnancy?" "No" I answered again. "When was the last time you had your period?" the doctor asks again. "I-I think 2 months ago". I said hesitantly. "Have there been a day without birth control?" "I don't know." "I think you should take a pregnancy test." She concludes.  I take the test and wait outside. "This is just a waste of time." I think to myself. 10 minutes later, the doctor called me back in. "Congratulations Mrs. Smith, you're pregnant." I foze. Time stopped. It felt like the room started spinning. I felt dizzy and my heart was beating like crazy. I ran out if the doctor’s room and drove home. Once i reached my apartment i stormed into my room withtears streaming down my face. I picked up my diary to check who i had my last job with. My eyes widen as i look at the name Henry Jones.  I start to cry harder. "What do I do, I can't tell him he's gonna kill me" I cried harder. Summoning courage I drove to my workplace to look for Henry. I began looking for him everywhere till I found him flirting with a coworker."Henry"  I called out to him scared. He looks up annoyed and the girl with him walks away. "What do you want? By the way you look like shit." "I -" he cuts me off. "I don't want to hear it and I don't want to be seen around you." "Well that's funny coming from you knowing that there are videos of us together on the internet" I say without thinking. Oh God I think I just pissed him off. "What is it" He asks blankly. I started to sweat. "You see the thing is I'm p-pregnant and y... you're the f.father" Silence. We stood there in silence. He didn't blink, he didn't say anything, yet he didn't have to. I could see hatred in his eyes. He wanted to kill me, I could feel it. Subconsciously I take a step back and he took one forward. I take few more steps back whilst he started walking towards me. My instinct tells me to run and that I did as he chases after me. I ran down to the car park. Seeing my car, I begin to run faster but he was even faster. He grabs my hair and yanks me back making me fall backwards. He gets on top of me and tries to punch me but I was wrong enough to push him away. "I'm keeping it" I shouted. "I can't kill my baby, he's innocent" I said while trying to calm myself. He freezes and looks at me. He gets up. " I dont want to be a parent!" He shouts in anger. You will ruin my life if you don't get rid of that thing. I don't care what you say that thing has to go" He spats and starts to walk away. "How could you call your child a thing?, our child" I ask in disbelief. He turns around and walks up to me and punches me in the face. I drop to the ground and start crying. "There is no 'our' anything. Got that?" 

Those where the last words he said before walking away.