6th chapter: domestic violence 3rd generation.

When she spoke to me, on the other hand, she spoke of missing Sydney and considering coming up when I had the baby. I told her it was up to her.
I continued to go to college until I was quite pregnant then Marc was having trouble at his job again and having problems with the manager.  He started to take nights off and used the excuse he was looking after me.  Meanwhile my mum was still planning on moving to Sydney.  I wasn't sure how I felt about mum moving to Sydney so I contemplated moving back to Adelaide instead. I wasn't sure if I could get away from Marc safely but I was going to try.  I told him that I wanted to go and visit my mum before the baby was born and he was ok with that.  I flew down soon after and visited mum who was living in a town house in North Adelaide.

 I had lunch with my friend Emily, who had been telling about all the rumours mum had been spreading about me.  I assured her they were not true and I wasn't on drugs and she said that I seemed the same as I'd left but pregnant, 'surprise, surprise!'.
After a week of relatively normal life as mother and daughter looking at baby clothes and furniture I was feeling like I didn't want to go back.  Mum had recently met an Italian man who she was planning on moving in with and said I could have a room there too if I didn't want to go back.  I took the offer and told Marc I was staying in Adelaide.

 Of course he didn't take it too well and said he would come and find me.  I didn't speak to him for a while and moved in with mum and her new boyfriend. 
It was ok for a while, except one night when I admitted to mum that I had spoken to Marc and told him where I was having the baby. She was furious and her boyfriend shouted at me through the door to my room that I was an ungrateful 'so and so' and needed to realise what I had put my mum through and to stop being so selfish. I decided then I needed to get my own place.  I didn't hate Marc and felt sorry for him still and didn't feel I needed to keep him from his child, just keep him away from myself.  So I found a granny flat in Glenelg and moved in 2 weeks before my son was born and four weeks before my conversation with Ali that day.with me to start a fresh. At least then I thought I would be close to my dad if I needed help. My brother lived there too with his wife but we hadn't been in touch for a while and I'm sure mum had told him lots of exaggerated stories about me running away with a loser so I wouldn't be contacting him in a hurry.