The mistake of my life Episode 2

Episode 2
Nnamdi soon woke up, ignored my greeting, washed his mouth and left the house without a word. I was terribly scared because of the way he looked at me. I knew it was just a matter of seconds before he kicks us out of his room. I sobbe-d quietly as I lamented my fate.
“My mates are all with their parents, enjoying their lives and planning for a brighter future. Here i’m suffering like a refugee” i reasoned with tears. “only if i had listened to him months ago and terminated my baby, i wouldn’t be suffering in this manner” i said to myself bitterly. But de-ep down in my heart i equally knew i rejected to do his bidding because i couldn’t bear such guilt which would have been terrible and unbearable.
Winnie’s loud cry soon calmed me. I quietly carried her, changed her napkin, brea-stfed and sang a lullaby for her. He c@m£ in that moment eyeing us.
“Have you packed all your things?” he asked coldly.
I swallowed ha-rd and stared at him pleadingly.
“plea-se don’t do this to us” i begged,“we are alre-ady managing well, i’ll start a trade very soon” i added.
He scratched his head uneasily and again eyed me murderously,“do you call this life eeh? Abeg shut up that your dirty mouth” he barked, before gr-abbing all my clothes which he dumped inside an old large bag, fetched Winnie’s things and equally dumped them in it. “Here is two hundred and fifty Naira {#250} it’s your transport fare to your parents house, i have tried enough for you, i won’t kill myself doing it mtcheeew” he muttered and threw the money at me.
Tears instantly fell uncontrollably from my eyes, i had no where to go.
I was doomed, I dropped Winnie on the be-d, knelt and begged him “plea-se Nnamdi, plea-se” i begged again and again, but instead of my plea-s to calm him, it infuriated him tremendously. He sl@pped me ha-rd ,gr@bb£d the bag and threw it out of his room.
“i will do the same to you and this baby if you don’t leave peacefully” he threatened.
I stared at him heartbroken, and hungry, cursing the day i granted him access to my b©dy. The story of my love life with Nnamdi really is a long one. An affair which never should have happened in the first place had i ignored my heart, because he really had nothing to offer me, yet i foolishly fell in love with him. A very stupid teenage love affair which I now regret.
Love dos£n’t work in an empty stomach, neither does it work in an unsecured environment.
Nnamdi wasn’t in love with me any longer because circu-mtances changed and he only saw me as a burden to his miserable life. He totally ignored Winnie’s cries, my plea-s and our neighbours preachings as he pushed us out of his house that fateful morning.
A day i was supposed to be happy because it was my birthday.