The Surrogate Mother | By : JAusten Category: Individual Celebrities > David Tennant Views: 1652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Surrogate Mother
For many years, I have always wanted to travel to London, see the sights and find a home and job in the extraordinary city. I have always been intrigued by the way, everything has always been in London, like the entertainment, museums, people, and the fact that you could drink under the age of 21. When I first came out here during my sophomore year in college, I immediately fell in love with the city and wanted to come back for more, and I did return after I graduated from college with a degree in English. However, when I returned I met this wonderful person named Jason, who spoke nothing but love to me with his Shakespearian poetry and references to any Jane Austen novel (mostly Pride and Prejudice).
Not only did Jason seduce me with his knowledge of Shakespeare and Jane Austen, he seduced me sexually, being the first person to take my innocence and what virtue I had left in me. However, our romance was cut short when I had to return to California and move on with my life. That last night I was in London, Jason and I made love for one last time. Knowing we would never see each other again in this lifetime.
Shortly after returning to California, I was offered a job at the Scholastic publishing co. branch in Los Angeles, where I was happy for once, after leaving Jason at the airport. However, my happiness was short lived when something drastic happened to my body two months after my return. I was looking through mistakes of an unknown chapter from an unknown book, by an unknown author, when I started to feel nauseous. So, I threw the papers down on my desk and started running for the restroom, but I did not make it all the way, instead, I threw up in a random trashcan in the hallway. After the fiasco, my boss Dave told me to go home and finish my work at home.
For several days, I was sick and unable to leave my house without feeling sick again. I then plucked up the courage to drive myself to the doctor’s office to see what in the hell was wrong with me. I eventually took a few tests during my visit, and discovered that I was two months pregnant. At first started to cry, then I calmed down, wondering what my mother was going to say about the pregnancy, then Jason started popping back into my head. I had to tell him that I was carrying his child inside me and that he had a choice to be in his child’s life or out of it, like my father was not included in mine.
That next day, I went to work, where I was welcomed back warmly by my boss and co-workers. When lunchtime arrived, I went to Dave’s office to have a private meeting with him.
“I am very glad you came back Ana,” he said to me as he ate his turkey sandwich, with his feet on his desk. “I was starting to get very worried about you.”
“I am very glad that you let me take a few days off from work” I replied feeling a little anxious about what I was going to ask him.
“Is everything all right Ana?” Save asked, noticing the worried look on my face.
“Yes and No” I replied.
“Explain,” he demanded, reminding me of my mother.
“I wish to get a transfer to the Scholastic branch in London,” I explained to Dave with hopes that he would say yes.
“And why would one of most talented employees want to go all the way to England just to do the same work she does over here, over there?” he asked with a sad look in his eyes.
“To be closer to my baby’s father,” I whispered to him.
“Your baby’s father?”
“Yes sir” I replied with tears streaming down my face.
Dave gave a long sigh before “I can get you your transfer Ana.”
I looked at him with excitement showing in my face. “Really?”
“Yes,” he replied. “And if doesn’t work out in the end, you’ll be welcome back anytime and have a desk ready upon your return.”
“Thank you so much Dave!” I exclaimed jumping out of the chair and hugging my boss tightly around the neck and kissing him on the cheek.
For the next several days, I worked my hardest both at work and at the office. I trained my successor to the point where she could not stand me and packed up all of clothes and belongings. Breaking the news to my family about my transfer to England was hard. There had been a few tears and arguments in the process, but my family finally came to terms, accepting that I would not be able to come back for Christmas or New Years. I never told them about the baby. By the end of my third month of pregnancy, I was already moved out of my L.A. apartment, my furniture sold, and car given to my little sister. I spent my last night in California at my mother’s house, where she threw a going away party for me, and that next morning, I said good bye to everyone of my old life and began a new life.
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