Tori's POV

A few days later, I had Christmas with my family and it was the best Christmas ever. On Christmas Eve, I had a nice meal with my close family and my aunt, uncle, cousins, and grandparents and then we all opened presents. I laughed and had a good time with them, but during it all, I couldn't stop thinking about my pregnancy. I had no idea what I wanted to do about the situation.

On Christmas Day, I spent it with my parents and Trina. Trina and I got some really nice stuff. The best gift I got was a cell phone. It was a PearPhone and looked just like my old PearPhone, but it was purple instead of blue. It was upgraded and had a new number, but it was basically the same phone. Honestly, I could have gotten nothing and it would have still been the best Christmas of my life. I was just happy to be with the people that I love.

Andre came over that evening and gave me my Christmas present. He gave me the most beautiful charm bracelet I'd ever seen. I actually started crying after he helped put it on me. "What's wrong, Tor?" he asked gently.

"It's just…" I started off while still crying. "I didn't get you anything and I feel so bad." I cried at the littlest things.

He smiled at me and then gave me a full but gentle kiss. "Are you kidding me? You gave me the best Christmas present anyone could ever ask for."

I looked at him confused. "What are you talking about?"

He tucked hair behind my ear. "You being found was the best present I could ever ask for. I'd been praying so hard and long the six months you were missing and when I found out you had been found on December second, I had never felt so happy."

I smiled at him. "How did you find out I'd been found?"

"The news," he said. "I was bored in my room and just flipping through the channels. I got to a news channel and it said breaking news at the top of the screen and at the bottom, the words said, 'Tori Vega has been found alive' and I flipped out. I called all of our friends and told them and most of them were very shocked."

"Most?" I asked.

"The only reason I say most is because one of them already knew that you'd been found," he said with a smile.

I laughed. "Did Jade tell you right away that she was the one who called the police?"

"Yep," he told me. "I immediately got in my car and went to her house and gave her the biggest bear hug in the history of the world. I was squeezing her so hard that she said she couldn't breathe."

"Oh, wow, Andre," I said while giggling. "But you know…I've never had one of those huge bear hugs." I stood up from the couch. "Hug?" I said and held my arms out. I was looking at him with my puppy dog eyes.

He smiled widely and said, "How can I say no to those eyes?" Then he stood up and engulfed me in a bear hug and spun me around. When he set me down, he took my face in his hands and kissed me. "How was that?"

"Fantastic," I whispered.

Once the holidays came to an end, I had nothing to distract myself from my pregnancy, so that's all I thought about. It left me deep in thought all day and unable to sleep at night. When I did go to sleep, I'd have nightmares because of my ordeal which would cause me to wake up screaming.

I came to the conclusion that I really did not want this baby and I didn't know how to tell anyone. When I hung out with Andre or the rest of the gang, they would always ask me if I was okay and I'd tell them that I was, but I obviously wasn't and I think they could tell that.

On a day in January when I was two months pregnant, I couldn't stop staring at myself in my bedroom mirror. I stared at the reflection of my stomach more than anything, wanting nothing more than for that baby to get out of my stomach. I put my hands over my stomach and shook my head. "Why?" I said angrily. "You just had to be created, didn't you? This is not the right time and yet you still had to come. Why did you have to ruin my life?" I screamed in my hands and collapsed to the ground. "Why?" I screamed and hit my stomach. "I don't want you!" I hit my stomach again. I probably should have felt guilty doing this, but at the moment, I didn't care. I just wanted to get rid of this baby.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. I continued to lie on the ground and think about it. The more I thought of it, the more I wanted to go ahead with my plan even if it was without a doubt the stupidest plan in the world. I shook the bad thought out of my head and jumped off the floor and ran to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I would have locked it, but my parents and Trina weren't home, so it didn't really matter.

I ran to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of sleeping pills. I tried to get the lid off, but for some reason, it was stuck. I started to get really frustrated and I began to cry. The more I cried, the weaker I got and the harder it got to pull the lid off. In that instant, I heard a knock on the door. "Tori?" It sounded like Andre's voice. "Are you in there?"

"I can't get the lid off!" I screamed. "It's stuck!"

"What are you talking about, Tori?" he asked a little nervously.

"The bottle cap is stuck!" I screamed. "It won't come off!"

The door suddenly flung open and Andre was staring at me with big eyes. "Tori, oh, my God, what are you doing?" he exclaimed and ran up to me and tried to get the bottle from my hands.

"No, stop!" I said screaming and I fought with him. "Give that back!"

"Tori, just let go of it!" he screamed and then the cap flew off and the bottle landed on the ground. The pills spilled all over the ground, scattering across the bathroom floor.

I got on my hands and knees and scooped up some pills in my hand, but Andre was on the ground with me and he knocked them out of my hand. He pushed all the pills that were in reaching distance away so I couldn't grab them. "Tori, what are you trying to do?" he exclaimed as he rolled me onto my back and held me to the ground by my wrists.

"I hate this baby, Andre!" I exclaimed. "I don't want it; I want to kill it!"

"Tori, if you really don't want this baby, just give it up for adoption and give it to someone who does want a baby!" he exclaimed. "Every baby deserves to be loved. Don't you get that?"

"I can't do that!" I screamed. "Please let go of me, Andre!"

Andre fought with me for another moment or two, but then I surrendered. He pulled me against his chest and let me cry. I wasn't just crying; I was bawling my eyes out.

Because of how exhausted I was, I somehow managed to cry myself to sleep in his arms. He continued to hold me tightly the entire time.

Have any of you seen the movie Cyberbully? Parts of this chapter remind me of a scene in that movie; it was just a coincidence!

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