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It Wasn't Enough Chap:12"You don't have to do this, dude"
"It's what's best, Stan"
"For who?" I titled my head slightly to look at an incredulous Stan.
"Me, my family Cartman." I look away back to the empty corner of my room, while Stan huffs out a laugh. He just doesn't understand. How could he? He has Wendy, there's no chance of him getting pregnant by someone who seriously couldn't care less.
"What do you care how Cartman feels? If he doesn't want to be apart of this then fuck him. You're going to be a great parent Kyle, I know you will." Even though I smile softly at Stan's words, it does little to change my mind. I'd thought this decision over many times since coming back from Cartman's three days ago, and had gone ahead to book the appointment for an abortion. My parents had had their turn to change my mind, stating that they'd help with anything, and that I'm not alone in this. Then Ike had come to talk, saying he'd always be there for me. But none of this had turned out in their favour, nor mine;
It Wasn't Enough Chap:11Quickly turning round the corner, I don't dare to look back at the blonde running after me, nor do I watch where I'm going. I need to save my baby. Wait, why? I'm getting an abortion anyway. Then I need to save myself. Knowing Butters he won't just kill the foetus, he'll kill me is well. "Kyle! Stop running!" As if I'm going to stop just because he asks me too. He's not only crazy, but stupid. My breathing is rapid, and it's getting harder to not just collapse. I never use to be this unfit. I guess it's just the added panic. Looking around slightly I recognise some of my surroundings. Realising what street I'm on, I pick up my pace. I sigh slightly in relief when I see Cartman walking up his path.
"Cartman!" He takes a second to look for the source of the noise before spotting me, not looking happy about it and carrying on. I reach him before he can make it up the steps to his door. "Please stop him Cartman!" I beg, panic coating my voice. "I'm sorry okay? Just make him stop
It Wasn't Enough Chap:10I emit a loud sigh, and look back at my super best friend who decided he wanted to help me with my problems. Stan was still thinking though. When I first sat down in maths, he had asked how my appointment went and naturally I told him, and then asked his opinion on weather I should get an abortion or not. I hardly got any sleep last night thinking it over. Then that would make me think about what Cartman would do, and then my thoughts would be completely consumed by him. Weather it was just because I was carrying his DNA, my hormones or maybe that I was actually starting to have feelings for him, I didn't know. I don't see a reason why it would be the later, nothing has really changed; he hasn't suddenly become a nicer person, in all honesty he's become worst, ignoring me and the fact he will a child. Or might have a child; since there's still the chance to get it out of me. Maybe it was just that I didn't want to do this alone, and my mind was instantly turning to Cartman a
I'd End My Days, Side ChapterUnder the eye of the full moon, Millie Moore, 18, walked down the dark misty alleyway. Her tango coloured skin layered in make up, and her hair a head of dark brown, lengthen with extensions. She shivered in a demin mini skirt and thin jacket as the air turned cold around her. Hearing footsteps approaching her, she turned around but there was nothing apart from the light at the end of the alley. "Is anyone there?" Millie asked into the empty space. The street light flickered, and the brown haired girl quickly gazed up at it, before hurrying on her way. As Millie walked faster, a sudden invisible force shoved her back against the wall. A pale hand covered her mouth, preventing her screams from being heard.
"Shh," the mysterious man whispered. His raven shoulder length hair shaped his pale face, and the black attire made the white skin stand out even more. Millie's eyes widened as she noticed the man's eyes in front of her under the dim light. They were completely black. He grinned evill
It Wasn't Enough Chap:9I'd seen Cartman less and less as these weeks had progressed. Although he was out of sight, he wasn't out of mind; many times I've been looking down at my stomach and thought 'oh God! My child is going to be a fucking Cartman,' and then images of that time we went round Cartman's grandma's house came rushing back to me. People stopped asking me questions about the pregnancy as they became bored and moved on, which I was thankful for, it was becoming harder not to just scream in there faces 'it's Cartman's!' So the only people who knew were Stan, Kenny, my family and in a way Cartman, but he still didn't believe me. I was nine weeks gone now, and had my first antennal appointment today. It's not that I was worried about it; just somewhere-very deep-inside of me wanted Cartman to be there is well. I still hate him, don't get me wrong; it's for the baby's sake not mine, obviously. The baby deserves to have both parents, despite how fucked up the one is. So yeah, for the baby I don't
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