Gone

Legs trembling, she made it to the door. A relieved sigh escaped her as she fumbled to get the right key into the door. Cars honking around her would pull her attention away, but after several attempts, she finally unlocked the door. She made a beeline for the bathroom. She was practically dancing as she twirled anxiously as she struggled with the drawstring of her jogging pants. She got them down and sat down to see the blood that stained her underwear. She had felt it, but seeing it made the tears fall harder as she dialed her OB/GYN's number.