CHAPTER 6
"And why do you want to abort it?" Kira asked, while I paced around the room.Im she couldn't believe that this was even a question.
She stared at her like she had grown two horns. "What do you want me to do? Go to Mr Chris's office and say: Hey sir, remember that night we fucked? Yeah, I'm pregnant now and you're the father."
She let out an awkward laughter, trying to calm herself down but nothing was working. Kira knew that she couldn't force Sophia to do what she doesn't want too but she believed Chris deserved to know.
Kira took a deep breath, sighed and touched her by the shoulder. "You should tell him about it and if he doesn't want it then you can decide whatever the hell you want to," she said.
Sophia scoffed, walking away from her. "Are you saying that I need his permission? My body, my choice, Kira," she stated.
Kira knew there was no use fighting it. Her friend has made her decision and the best thing she could do was to support her and let her make her decisions.
"You're right. I'm sorry," she apologized.
"You can go ahead and abort the baby. I would support whatever decision you make but I can't promise I won't do anything," she said.
A smirk formed on her lips. Sophia looked at her with an obscure expression, trying to figure out what kira meant. "What do you mean by that? What are you going to do?"
Kira shrugged. "You'd just have to find out."
Sophia didn't have time to worry about Kira. She called the hospital and scheduled an appointment for an abortion. Her heart kept racing fast at the thought of removing her child. A part of her wanted to go against all thoughts and tell Chris about it but she dismissed the thoughts quickly.
Sophia woke up very early in the morning, doing her usual morning routine and then left for the hospital. She sat in the waiting room, waiting for her turn, her breath quickened as panic set in.
"You look very young to be aborting a baby," she heard someone say beside her.
Sophia was trying her best to hide that she was pissed. The last thing she needed was a lecture. "And what are you? The moral police? You're here too, so why are you judging?" She snarled at her, much more to her surprise.
The lady was taken aback. Her stomach was starting to show and a little part of Sophia kept wondering why she wanted to abort if she kept the baby this long.
"You're wrong, dear. I'm not judging you, I don't know your story and I have nothing against abortion. I just wondered why you want to abort, especially since you look like you'd make an exceptional mother."
The lady stared at her, caressing her little bump softly. It was starting to creep Sophia out. "Why don't you tell that to yourself? You're pregnant too."
Her reaction changed, she tried to blink back her tears but Sophia could see her eyes getting moist. "It's not my choice to make and I don't want my baby to suffer. Sometimes, loving is letting go," she cried.
Sophia was dumbfounded, a million thoughts going through her head. "Is it financial trouble?" She inquired, intrigued by her story.
The lady shook her head. "No, in fact my husband and I are doing well financially," she responded. "But during an ultrasound we found out that my baby has a brain tumor with no cure. I couldn't bring him to the world knowing he'd suffer and it hurts me deeply to do this but I have too."
She didn't hold back anymore and started crying. Sophie went to her, caressing her back gently. She didn't realize when she started crying too.
"It's okay. You'd be fine. You'd get through it and I know your baby would be happy with your decision. He'd understand that you did it out of love," she consoled her.
Her sobs got calm. She let go of Sophia, wiping her tears. "My husband said the same. He didn't want any abortion but I convinced him, he's here but he's filling out the necessary documents at the counter," she explained.
Sophia felt a pang of pain in her heart. Although the woman was in pain, she had the best support system. She caressed her stomach gently. Was she really ready to be a mother?
Listening to the woman's story touched her and she decided to keep it. Maybe, just maybe it'd be worth it. She could raise her child on her own, she didn't need Chris.
"I think I'd keep my baby," she said, a smile appearing on the woman's face. "It's not going to be easy but I think I can handle it and my baby deserves to live. It's not his or her fault they're here, it was mine."
The lady clasped her hands in hers. "Whatever you choose to do. Do it for you and I'd support whatever you want," she told her.
Sophia smiled and got up. "I think you were God sent to me honestly," she chuckled softly. "And I'm glad we met."
"I pray everything goes well and I'm sure God will give you another baby soon, ma'am," she said.
The lady managed to smile. Sophia hugged her one last time and walked out of the hospital. Her heart was racing as thought of what to do next crossed her mind.
Then it hit her. She was really going to be a mother. It felt surreal and exciting at the same time, she couldn't wait to tell Kira. She didn't know how yet, but she was sure she'd be able to do it.
A call entered her phone and she saw that the caller was Kira. She picked it up. "Kira, guess what? I'm keeping the baby," she squealed.
"That's great news," Kira replied. "But I might have done something that you don't like but in my defense, I have you a heads up."
Sophia smiled vanished. "What did you do?"
