Brook Fisk

I told him I couldn't.

And he didn't have to be involved.

He didn't have to financially support the baby.

He didn't have to have anything to do with the baby.

I was already a single mom.

I loved having kids.

I'm good at raising kids.

If he doesn't want to have the baby, that's fine.

I was already picking out names before I was even showing because I already knew who he was.

I decided to name him Makai and call him Kai for short.

That started months of phone calls and text messages begging and pleading with me to have an abortion and telling me that I was ruining his life, that this was going to cast shame on his family in Pakistan, that his mother was going to be ridiculed and he was going to be an outcast and that I was causing him mental anguish.

All of that text message and the phone calls about you're ruining my life, you're ruining my mom's life, that all made me pretty mad.

One day I was sitting on my bed and I was on the phone with Sick and he said that he had talked to a friend of his who was an OBGYN and that his friend had told him that I could take misoprostol

And that it would abort the baby and that I could do it right there at Sick's house and it would all happen very easily.

And I wouldn't even need to go to the hospital or anything.

And Sick could be there with me the whole time.

And Sick asked if I would be willing to do that.

And I said, absolutely not.

No.

No.