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As I was driving, Zulia called my phone again.
My mind was to all over the place to answer.
I just texted her, "Call you later, I'm taking care of something. You can come over anytime you want too." I said.
"Ok, be there tomorrow."
Tomorrow? That's so soon, I thought to myself.

I pulled up to the clinic, and got out super nervous.
I have never gotten a std test before, not even when I was pregnant because I was missing so many doctors appointments.
I walked in and I was the only one there. surprisingly.
"Hi, I'm here for a STD check." I told the lady at the front desk.
She went in her computer and started typing, "Name ?"
"Storm Williams."
"Age?"
"17."
She made me sit down in the waiting area.
I was so nervous that it felt like I was waiting for years.
My heart was racing and I couldn't stop fidgeting.
"You can come on back Miss.Williams." The lady said leading me to the back.

When I got home, I couldn't stop looking at my bandage.
I was so scared getting that needle in me.
Now I just gotta wait for my results and see if I'm going to....die.

I was so depressed.
I sat in my room and thought about my son, and what will happen to him if I died.
I stared out the window at people walking past and little kids playing on their bikes.
My phone rang, it was Charles.
"Hey, Ava's in the hospital, she sick."
I rolled my eyes, I didn't know if I should of felt bad or not.
"What's the problem?" I asked madly, "Is it my ex boyfriend's baby giving her problems?" I joked.
"Actually, yeah."
"Huh?" I asked.
I got a text on my phone, it was from Landen.
"She lost the baby, it's compilations from the hepatitis."
I gasped, "Wow." I said surprised but not surprised.
We both were silent on the phone for a second.
"Well, maybe it for the better. She didn't know who the father is , plus Sam was raping her. She is on drugs and she got a illness, it's not good for her to have a baby."
Charles sighed, "Maybe, but I just want the best for her. Shes already really sick and her life is at risk for this shit! I need to get her back to Chicago to her momma." He said sounding like he was about to cry, "I should of never moved her here to meet these people."

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