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Chapter 9: Heated

Bianca's aunt is in shock as she holds her tighter. After several minutes of crying, Bianca lets go of her aunts embrace. She mentally slaps herself for showing any sign of weakness with her aunt, because she knows that she can use this against her later on. She wipes the remaining tears off her eyes and mumbles an apology, "I'm sorry...I'll get this stuff cleaned up." She tells her, but her aunt stops her from getting up.

"Worry about it later, Bianca...this is serious. If he's really back, and you have evidence of this, then we need to talk to the police about this." She tells Bianca, and she looks up at her aunt with hopeful eyes, "We? So...you're helping me now?"

Her aunt lets out a sigh, she's horrible with talking to other people, with opening up, but she does it anyway, "I haven't forgiven you for what you've done. And this is a prime example of why you shouldn't be getting yourself involved with stuff like this. But something you said earlier today really stuck with me." She tells her, getting up off the floor.

Bianca doesn't get up, she only straightens her posture a little, "What's that?"

"You asked me if I've ever done something that I regretted, and you're right. There's many things I've done, and one was not being able to help you. I should have been able to tell that you were acting out because of what happened with your parents. I should have tried to help but I didn't...but there was something else, something else that really changed me...I was pregnant at sixteen Bianca." Her aunt says, staring dead into her eyes, and Bianca can tell that she's completely serious.

She gulps, and she feels her heart race. Does she know? She wonders to herself as she looks back at her aunt, "So that's what you regretted...having sex at an early age?"

"I did for a while...and sometimes I wish I hadn't done it. Sex is something special and I just gave it away. I did it with people who I didn't necessarily care about, just for the relief. Just to get away from my hell-like home. But what I regretted most, was when... -She pauses for a second, and Bianca can tell that she's getting teary eyed - When I got an abortion."

Bianca can feel the panic inside her body, why was she telling her all this? She shrugs her shoulders to hide the way she's feeling, "Well everyone makes mistakes tia...And thank you for helping me even if I don't deserve it, but why are you telling me all this?"

The minute she asks that, she instantly regrets it, because what her aunt says next surprises her, "I saw the pregnancy test in the trashcan."

Bianca feels the blood being drained from her body once again, and she stands up quickly, "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to it-"

Her aunt throws a hand up in the air, motioning for Bianca to stop, "I know you didn't. And I admit, at first I was very angry. Especially since you didn't tell me about it. I know I'm not the best aunt, and I know I can be a perra at times, but just because I'm hard on you, doesn't mean you shouldn't tell me when something this serious happens. Have you been eating the right stuff? Doing the right things for the baby? Probably not. Have you went to see the doctor? Do you have a plan, a way of earning money?"

Bianca lets a shaky sigh escape her mouth, the thought of having to do all of this stuff feels so overwhelming, "I haven't seen a doctor yet, and I know you're going to be mad at me but I just...I don't want to have this baby." She says, and tears threaten to spill over her eyes again.

"You have to have the baby Bianca." Her aunt tells her.

"I can't take care of a baby! I have my whole fucking life ahead of me. I have dance to look forward to, a career. I just started to move forward in my life tia." She says in almost a pleading tone, her aunt sighs at her, and shakes her head, "You'll regret it if you don't have a baby.

"How can I have a baby right now? We don't even have money to pay the bills half a time!" Bianca says angrily.

"Then you'll get a job! You'll work hard- harder than you've ever worked in your entire life. You do whatever the fuck is necessary Bianca! Because it's not the baby's fault, it's yours, for screwing up! You will not have an abortion!" Her aunt screams, and Bianca silences herself, completely stunned.

There's a long strip of silence before her aunt huffs and turns on her heels, "I'm going to cook dinner." She says, and Bianca can tell that she wants to cry but she won't. My family has too much fucking pride. She thinks to herself as she closes the door, and falls to the ground. She throws the pictures of Vince under her bed so she doesn't have to look at them, and she wonders about using it for evidence. She picks up her bag and she eyes the poster that says JESUS CLUB in big bold letters. A smile tugs at her face, because even though she's not sure about the whole God thing, she takes comfort in thinking that there's someone out there, someone listening to her, and trying to help her. But then she wonders where is this God now? Because he's certainty not helping me.