Your left leg bounces quickly, and the silence in the clinic is dreadfully loud, you pray your father would just say something to you..anything, you wish he'd scold you, yell at you, just anything but all you greeted with is silence. John sits beside you with his eyes staring at the ticking clock silently waiting for the doctor to call you two in... waiting for the doctor to call his baby girl in for her first sonography....

"Don't worry out, you won't feel a thing"

A doctor says calmly, squirting a cool gel on your stomach and rubbing a cold metal transducer on your slightly bulged stomach, it pains her heart to see someone so young on this table. your life has just begun and it's already ending before you have the chance to make something out of yourself. How can John look at his precious daughter like this without being angry, he wants to blow up, and he wants to punish you but you're just sixteen, was it his fault he never talked to you about this kind of thing...

"Hey Dad come over here, come take a look"

The doctor says to John pointing at the screen, showing a blurry image of a fetus inside his daughter's stomach...He can see the tears in your eyes and the way your lip slightly quivers, his baby's horrified