He hit me again last night. I know I promised I would leave if it happened again…but I can't; I have nowhere to go. You know that…he knows that and that’s why he does it. I am pregnant again, I am scared to tell him…he will think I am doing it on purpose…maybe if I can hide it long enough, he won't make me get an abortion…probably wishful thinking… Talk to ya soon, Sherry
Sherry dragged herself upstairs and laid her head down on the soft pillow and fell asleep. She had the roughest life, she has never heard of any other 16-year-old living the way she does.
Brian inserted his key into the door and opened it up to be greeted by darkness. That was good, he didn't feel like having to tell Sherry where he was…not that he ever did anyway. He made his way to the kitchen and turned on the light. After grabbing a soda out of the fridge he sat down at the table and browsed through his mail. As he was about to head upstairs to their room he noticed a book strategically place on top of the refrigerator. He reached and pulled down the floral covered Diary. Brian hoisted himself onto the counter and began to read the neat handwriting of his girlfriend. He browsed through the entries and stopped at the one dated for that day. "I am pregnant again" stood out like a sore thumb as he felt himself losing his temper. He turned off the light and stomped up the stairs, he woke Sherry before he even got to the room.
Sherry bolted upright and waited for Brian to barge in. Just as she expected, he did. "So your pregnant?" he hissed at her. Sherry shook her head no and began to cry. "Oh, so your lying to me now?" Brian screamed. Sherry scooted out of bed and ran for the connected bathroom. "Oh no you don't!" Brian said, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards him.
"No, Brian please…not again." She cried.
"I got you pills Sherry, don't you take them?" Brian questioned in a menacing tone.
"I do, I swear." She answered as the hold Brian had on her reduced her to pitiful sobs.
"Then how did you manage to get pregnant again?"
"I didn't do it on purpose Brian…I swear." Sherry whispered. She fell to the floor as Brian's fist connected with her face. She curled into a fetal position and waited for the next blow.
"This is the last time Sherry…people will start to find out…" He said through clenched teeth. Sherry whimpered as he hoisted her onto the bed. "Call tomorrow and make yourself an appointment." He said taking off his shirt.
"No" she replied.
"What? Did you just say no?" Brian asked raising his eyebrows at her.
"No…I said okay." Sherry answered and walked into the bathroom.
"You have 5 minutes." Brian called after her. Sherry quickly wiped the little bit of blood off of her swollen lip and sank to the floor. She leaned against the cabinet and softly…she cried…
