The word ran through her mind. Pregnant.
She never wanted this, she never wanted any of this. When she was just 6 years old hiding under her bed in floods of tears scared for her life because of her alcoholic mother and her latest 'father' she promised herself she'd never bring a child into this world. She'd never let a child go through the misery that was her childhood.
2 years ago she fell pregnant with her beautiful baby girl. The girl that choose to press the eject button instead of having her as a mother. She loved that baby girl she truely did after she got her head around the idea she truely loved her but when her beautiful baby girl opted out of living and she got to hold her in her arms for the first and last time she promised herself never again. She could never live through that heartbreak again.
Yet here she was nearly 2 years later staring at herself in the mirror for the second time in her life with the words spinning round and around in her head. 2 weeks before she was due to marry the love of her life and she was pregnant. She was shook from her thoughts by the sound of her flat door opening,
'Carla, Carla are you in here?'
'Yeah I'm just in the bathroom I'll be out in a sec, I've got something I need to tell you'
'so do I' taking a deep breath and trying to swallow down the nerves she exited the bathroom to come face to face with the nervous face of her fiancee,
'Nick is everything okay? What's wrong?' she watched as Nick took a deep breath and prepared the speak, the word pregnant still spinning in her mind. He looked Pale oh god why did he look pale? 'Nick you're scaring me, Nick please tell me what's wrong.'
'I'm sorry...' No No No, too many thoughts were spinning through her mind, he's found someone better, he's realised what a car crash of a life I have and has decided I'm not worth the effort 'I can't marry you Carla' my heart stopped beating, my stomach was in my throat 'Why? Nick please we can make it work please...'
'I'm sorry Carla I just don't love you anymore' and with that he left. Carla was stood frozen a lone tear slowly trickling down her face, I'm alone, he's really gone I'm alone and pregnant what am I going to do?