"Who's the father?"

Oh how I dreaded this question.

It always this question that had seemed to turn me opposite and I couldn't hold it back in anymore.

Yes, it was a one night stand, but I sure as hell wasn't a cheap girl and willing to go with someone

not worth going for and waste my youthful life down the drain.

Okay, now I felt like some old grandma reminiscing about her teenage days and how that sounded even worse than now.

But the truth was that I still wasn't sure who the father was.

I'd never admit to that though, just like who really ripped my mother's favorite velvet curtains.

-Porridge-

Glancing in the rear view mirror, I checked for any signs of movement before flooring it.

Driving at night out in the city was what I did as a regular out on weeknights. Watching for the cops was the second part in racing out and one of the stupidest acts I had ever done.

Not like it ever stopped me from doing it.

I watched as the luminous night colors swirled around me and it was exhilarating. Just witnessing the scene I wasn't the dumb girl who had gotten pregnant and I liked it.

But the world came crashing toward me, interrupting me of the dream I'd never be a part of.

Sirens flashing and a combination of patriotic colors came headed my way signaling me to turn right and park on over.

I never did really like people who ordered me around when I knew what to already do.

I stomped my foot, accelerating faster than before and careened left, going through two red night lights and trying to avoid the flashes that came for me.

I heard the frantic voice of an old woman's rusty shouting calling for back up as I ventured out in the open ready for anything.

I had dodged one car and was nearly out until I saw in my upper right another swarm of police cars waiting for me.

I did a big spin in the attempt of my U- turn and I was sure I left deep marks engraved in the concrete cement as I heard the tires squeak loudly and the maddening of the noise chase after me, anticipating my next move.

"Calm down Shouda, you've avoided collision for the first thirty miles so far," I coaxed myself slowly closing my eyes when I had lost myself.

"Stop or we will have to use defense!" called from a megaphone out behind me, but I pushed past the blockade that hadn't been able to prevent me from my crossing.