Chapter 5 – The Option

Dr. Ross finally came into the office and sat down in her black leather chair. She shuffled her papers and looked up at me.

"Well Liberty, the tests have been confirmed and you are, in fact, pregnant."

My mother held her breath.

"So, what do we down now?" My mother asked.

"Well there are 3 choices. Liberty can go full term with and raise this baby; she can give it up for adoption--" she hesitated.

"Or?" my mother continued.

"Or...she can have an abortion."

I shuddered at the thought. Could I really have an abortion? So far it seemed like the only option.

"Were going to have an abortion...definantly." My mother looked over at me and smiled. I just looked away.

Dr. Ross looked over at me.

"Liberty, are you ok with this?" Dr. Ross asked me.

I still wasn't sure if abortion was the right choice. I would be murdering my child. Technically it wasn't really a child. I didn't have a brain or a heart or anything yet. But still, I didn't know if I could go through with it.

I nodded my head anyway, "Sure."

"Ok then. I can schedule an appointment for...." She looked through her folders, "Next Thursday. Is Thursday fine?"

"Absolutely," My mother agreed.

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The ride home was excruciating. My mother kept lecturing me about much I have ruined the family. About how I was to never make this mistake again.

She still didn't want me to tell my father about all this. She said it would break his heart. I could care less, but decided not to tell him anyways. It really wasn't any of his business.