2 June 2012
'lucy...I....of course I don't want you to get rid of the baby, what sort of person, let alone friend would ask someone to have an abortion.' She collapsed onto my bed and enveloped me in a huge hug, I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed the small of her back while she cried. She smelt of her perfume, a mix of vanilla and strawberry. We sat like that until her tears dried up. She looked up at me with red, puffy eyes, 'sorry, it's not me who should be crying.' 'it your hormones, don't worry' I replied with my arm around her shoulders. 'do you think you will ever be able to forgive Adam and I' she asked quietly. Those three words, Adam and I, were like daggers in my heart. 'of course, I already have' I replied, trying to keep the wobble out of my voice. The truth was that even though what happened wasn't intentional, I wasn't sure that in my heart I would ever be able to forgive them both completely.
We went down to the canteen for dinner, 'where's Adam?' I asked, noticing his absence from the table. 'he got sent out on a rescue raid this morning, he came to see you before he left, but you were still sleeping.'
We went back to our room after lots of people came and offered their congratulations to Lucy, I don't think that they knew that the baby was a drunken mistake yet, but gossip spread like wildfire at base, so it would soon be known about their carelessness. I felt sorry for them, there were bound to be some vicious, sarky comments flying around when the truth came out. This time as I was falling asleep, it was not crying I heard but heavy footfall outside our room and people shouting and screaming.
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Love And War Chpt. 12 • Opuss № I