Title: Ashes of Dreams you Let Die
Character: Victoria Davis
18 years old. She was just a kid herself. She sucked in a breath; waiting for fate to reveal its plan for her. Shaky hands reached for the stick that lay on the bathroom counter.
Solid brown eyes lift from the ground and stare hard at their destiny. Positive, it read. Tears fell from the corner of her eyes like rain, dropping into the bathroom sink.
Anger, fear, regret, and confusion course through her veins and flash in her dull brown eyes as she throws the stick across the room, watching it smack into the wall with a hard thud.
Her parents would surely disown her and she knew that Ted wasn't going to stick around much, if at all, no matter how much he would try to convince her that he was going to be there. He wasn't a man of his word. She knew that.
As much as she didn't want to have this child, she knew that aborting it would end her relationship with Ted. He would have no reason to stay with her; nothing binding the two of them together. If she had his child; he would be required to stay with her and she would have the life of money and power that she desperately wanted.
Grabbing a piece of paper from her purse, Victoria fingered the white sheet that held the key to her other life; the one that she had always planned for herself; the one that she wanted.
She couldn't have it all. It was either live out her dreams or have this child. She touched her still slim stomach, scared to think that there was a life growing inside of her. She looked back at the sheet of paper and sighed, a single tear falling from her eye and smearing onto the black ink that held her dream. The acceptance letter to NYFI was everything to her.
She took a deep breath before ripping the letter into tiny shreds of a dream that was now lost. She tossed the ripped remnants into the trashcan before shutting off the light and exiting the bathroom. The day that Victoria Davis ripped up that letter was the day that her dreams died and the day that all hope she ever had for herself died. That day, a part of her died.