Rebel’s Choice

Ever since I was a little girl, I couldn't wait till I was old enough to get married. And then after that, children so I could have a family of my own. I wanted it to be perfect.



I got one of my wishes though. I find out I'm having a child. You would think I would be happy. Having half of my dream finally coming true. Not exactly and here are the reasons why:



I'm only 16.



And the father of my unborn child is my rapist and kidnapper.



After 4 years, I finally escaped my kidnapper. Then I met my new family. They took me in. Gave me food, a bed, clothes, and my own room.



Then there's Jason. He's sweet, funny, and everything that I could never allow myself to have. I don't understand why he wants me anyway.



I'm scared.



I'm broken.



And what makes it even worse, I can't remember anything about my life before I was taken. What my parents name were, where I was from, my friends nothing. All I remember is the car crash and wandering the streets until they found me.





WARNING: SEXUAL THEMES