I'll Never Be Enough

I'm Cassandra, I'm 17 and pregnant. I didn't choose to get pregnant, when I told my mom she told me to pack my stuff and get the hell out of her house. She's always told me that I'll never be enough for someone because of my severe depression, high anxiety, and anger issues. For some reason, I've always believed her, especially now since I have no one.
Until I go to my Aunt Amber's house. And fall in love? With my rapist? Maybe, maybe not read to find out.


5. Aunt Amber

I drove for hours before I finally arrived at my Aunt Amber's house. Once I was in her driveway I got out of the car and walked up to the front door of her mansion and knocked on the door three times. I heard people talking inside, then someone unlocked the door and my Aunt Amber stood in front of me.

"Cassandra! What are you doing here sweetie?!" she said while hugging me.

"My mom kicked me out because I'm pregnant." I said when she released me.

"Oh my gosh, sweetie come in!" she said then stepped inside while I followed her.

Once we were inside we walked into a large room with three white couches and two white love seats.

"Would you like anything to drink?" she asked when we both sat down.

"Um... unless you can drink alcohol while pregnant, then no." I said trying to sound funny.

"Hmm, would you like to tell me why you are pregnant?" she asked.

"I w-was r-raped." I confessed to my aunt.

"Honey! I am so sorry." she got up and walked over to me and hugged me till I started to cough.

"So, since your mom kicked you out would you like to live here?"

"I don't want to be a bother."

"Nonsense-" she was interrupted by a boy walking in with a bowl of cereal and starting to talk.

"She doesn't want to be a bother, so why are you pushing her?" the boy had a deep voice, tan and tall figure, brown hair, and blue eyes.

"Her mother- my sister- kicked her out." she said while looking at me.

"Oh." was all he said before he walked out of the room.

"Don't mind Brian, he lost his parents not to long ago and he's still mourning."

"Oh." was all my brain could process at the moment.

"So are you sure you don't want to live here?"

"Sure, why not."

"YAY! I'm so happy."

"Well I'm glad to see you happy then."

"Oh yeah, have you figured out what you will do with it?" she asked referring to Baby bumpy.

"Well I decided over the drive here to keep Baby bumpy."

"'Baby bumpy?'" she asked with a confused look on her face.

"Well since I don't know what the baby is going to be, I call the baby 'Baby bumpy.'"

"Aw! How cute!"

"Yeah. Hey I'll be right back let me get my bags and stuff."

"No. Pregnant women aren't allowed to carry heavy things."

"It's alright I-"

"Nonsense child," she paused for a second. "BRIAN! COME HERE!" she yelled.

Brian came running into the living room with a pissed off expression on his face.

"I need you to help Sandra with her bags and stuff."

"Why?" he asked with anger laced in his voice.

"Because she's pre-"

"Pretty sick, and plus my bones aren't as thick as they need to be." I said, while trying to cover up my aunt's mistake.

"Yeah, so go help her." 

"Yeah sure whatever."  he said then walked outside towards my car as I was following close behind him.

"So angel, what's the real reason you're here?"

Wait what'd he just say. angel. Oh no. He's my rapist. Oh SHIT!!



Sorry haven't been able to update, been busy. Wont happen again.

And please if you're reading this please like, fave, and comment.

Bye lovebug's XOXO


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