Sitting down on the wooden bench she stared fixatedly on a point behind Amanda, she knew that if she stared into her eyes the flood works would soon start. If she were asked what Amanda was babbling on about she would certainly fail, even the spider creeping up the wall was more interesting than her speech on the ins and outs of her relationship with her beau.
"I think we should go into the briefing room now our sergeant won't be best pleased if he finds us talking about private matters" interrupted the petite blonde PC.
"You've got that right, he would finish with me if he found out about this" Amanda said quietly with a hint of anger,
"The sergeants your boyfriend?" She asked as she walked to the door,
"Yeah" she replied taking a step forward as the other woman held the door.
Walking down the corridor they did not exchange words, just stared at the surroundings as they're pace increased. Feeling sick she tried to take her mind off of what was about to happen, would people still think she was the same as before? As she opened the door her stomach churned with fear, looking up she saw Amanda waving her arm frantically in the direction of two chairs. Sitting down on the blue fabric chairs she hid her face, blushing slightly why did she feel ashamed she had changed and people would soon realise that. Besides people wouldn't exactly be too shocked to see her it wasn't as if she had been raised from the dead was it, but her theory was proved wrong when people were staring at her. A few new faces were smiling her and she through back a wan smile in return, but it was the old faces that shocked her. Yvonne and Honey were totally blanking her and they had every right she had totally blocked them out of her life when she left but that was through her ashamed feelings towards herself not by hatred. Then she saw him in the corner of the room smiling smugly at her but she knew behind the mask hid a man frightened of the repercussions.
"Finally, I'd like to welcome back PC Young she'll be paired with PC Andrews today" came a voice she knew to well, a voice she knew and loved at one point but in her eyes he never felt the same. Through that undying love she had to deal with the consequences, consequences that reminded her of him every day.
Feeling a lump in her throat she could not speak when Amanda was talking to her, why did she have to put up with her moaning all day? It wouldn't have been too bad but it was now clear that Smithy was her boyfriend and with her own feelings towards him how could she listen to her?
She hated walking out of the briefing room, through the blinds she could see him looking at her and she was looking back her heart broke into a million tiny pieces when she lost sight of him. She had to be strong she wasn't allowed to do this anymore, no more men unless its serious she had promised herself she had to change, change for her son.