The Broken Fairytale
Chapter 1 - The Secrets We Keep.
How do you tell someone something like this? Ruth wondered feeling frustrated. It had been three months and every time she saw Jay it was like her lips had been glued shut. The secret was just too big to share.
It had been a accident. She honestly hadn't meant to forget the pills. She really hadn't meant to get drunk and then fall into bed with her husband. At least that was a bonus, it had actually been her husband, not like some of the patients she had treated with their dramatic affairs resulting in little accidents like this one.
She lifted her top nervously, her new morning routine, she ran her fingers across her lower abdomen which was now much more rounded than it had ever been. She had always had a flat stomach, probably due to the fact her parents hadn't exactly fed her well. She had always been underweight and really quite skinny something that hadn't really changed as she grew up, hunger was something she was used to. But now her naturally skinny frame was making the new bump so much more obvious. How much longer could she keep the secret before someone figured it out?
She had honestly intended to tell him the second she had decided what she was going to do but there was only problem with that logic. She couldn't decide. She was torn in two. Keep or get rid? The baby or her career? If she had the baby her career would have to wait, her career had always been so important to her and the baby… the baby was an accident a silly little slip caused by a little too much vodka and some forgotten pills. It was just an extra piece of flesh growing inside of her. But then the longer the baby remained inside her the more she found herself starting to think of it as a separate being. The more she found herself starting at baby clothes, buying them and hoarding them away.
Biting her lip she dropped the loose fitting t-shirt back down and sighed. She may have not decided on what the outcome would be, but she needed to tell him and soon. Maybe he could help her decide? If she took much longer to choose an abortion, especially a secret abortion was definitely going to be off the cards. But how was she going to tell him? She laughed slightly to herself. She could tell him about her past and about being abused in such great detail it brought him to tears but no matter how hard she tried couldn't utter those two simple words.
I'm pregnant.