Chapter 5
No place to go, no where to be. I just walked. After awhile I spotted a bus stop bench and sat down. I sat there crying like a lost child. Suddenly I hear a car drive up. I buried my face in my hands.
" Dana, just get in the car," I hear my mother say.
" No," I said in a whisper.
" Please,"
" I said no,"
I heard the car door open and soon after a hand touched my shoulder.
" Dana, baby," she said in a calm and quiet voice, placing her hand on my shoulder," Come home. You'll get sick out here in this cold weather and have to go to the hospital." I have to admit the woman knew how to get my attention. The last place I wanted to be was in a hospital. A normal pregnancy was only a dream to me. I've probably had every that can go wrong in a pregnancy to go wrong. I was on first name bases with the doctors.
I slow got up and got into the car.
"Good, girl," She said getting back into the driver's seat. I felt like a five-year-old all over again.
I closed my eyes. They ached from my tears. X
My mom pulled the car into the garage and turned off the engine. We just sat there in the car in silence.
" I don't know what to tell you," my mother said looking straight ahead," Bill is Bill. He's not going to change. You can't let these things get to you. You have much more important things in life to worry about."
"Every since I got pregnant everybody treats me like I'm beneath them or like I'm some kind of a horrible person. Nobody wants to be happy for me. I'm not pregnant because I was being foolish, I'm pregnant because I want to be."
"Dana, nobody has the right to judge. It's unjust. They don't know what you been through. I'm not going to tell you everything's going to be okay because it isn't. All I can tell you is that I support you and your child." I just looked at her for a moment. She was the kind of mom I wanted to be. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I laid my head on my mother's shoulder.