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Chapter 12
(Mac's POV)
0756 ZULU Roosevelt Naval Base 15 miles south of London
He'd done it again.. I can't believe I keep letting myself fall into the same trap over and over again. He's hurt me far worse than he'll ever know. I wish to goodness I had a heart of steel, but I don't. When it comes to Harm, my heart is mush.. (A/N: No, this will not get sappy..yet..that comes later in the story, if ever.)
We continue to walk down the halls to the café. At least Harm seems more awake than yesterday. That's a good sign. My thoughts drift back to an earlier topic..
I HATE HIM!!! How can he not see what he's doing to me??? Is he blind?! Every day I spend like this, knowing he'll never be mine. At least before yesterday, I had some hope I might win him over yet, but, no, then he had to go and say our chance of 'us' was over... He's left me with no hope. What am I to do? Stop thinking about this before you start crying..
"Hey," he says kindly, "you seem a little out of it this morning. Anything bothering you?"
Something you'd never understand in a million years you bastard.......................... Come on MacKenzie, he's trying to be nice, be kinder. Why? He's hurt me more times than I can count?!!! He's a guy, and Navy at that, cut him some slack. "MMM... Nothing." (long pause, during which he looks like he doesn't believe me, so I add) "Perhaps what I'm going to eat for breakfast." He gives me a weird look, but seems slightly pacified.
"Well, as long as you don't force me to eat any of your dead animals, I don't care what you eat." He's trying to lighten the situation. Doesn't he get it that I'm hurting?? Does he even care????
I sigh. This is going to be a long day..
Fifteen minutes later as we come out of the breakfast line he asks, "So, where do you wanna sit?"
"Don't care." I mumble, still semi-lost in my thoughts.
"How about over there by the window?"
I don't answer.
"Sarah? What's going on?"
I become angry at the use of my first name, how dare he call me that when just last night he ripped my heart out!!! " I said I don't give a DAMN!!!!" I shout, attracting the attention of everyone in hearing range. I turn beet red, and start to run out, but realize, I can't.So, I run to the furthest corner which is half-hidden behind some plants, and sit down.
Harm is walking over with a somewhat dazed look on his face. I can't decide whether or not I want to kill him...
A/N: Today is Navy Day (and Theodore Roosevelt's B-Day), because the U.S. Navy was officially established 228 years ago! Happy birthday all you Navy people out there! In honor of this day, I'm giving you guys a poll/choice. Is Mac gonna make a scene or will she just refuse to talk to Harm??? (Not much of a choice I know.) Thank you again for the reviews!!!!!
Chapter 12
(Mac's POV)
0756 ZULU Roosevelt Naval Base 15 miles south of London
He'd done it again.. I can't believe I keep letting myself fall into the same trap over and over again. He's hurt me far worse than he'll ever know. I wish to goodness I had a heart of steel, but I don't. When it comes to Harm, my heart is mush.. (A/N: No, this will not get sappy..yet..that comes later in the story, if ever.)
We continue to walk down the halls to the café. At least Harm seems more awake than yesterday. That's a good sign. My thoughts drift back to an earlier topic..
I HATE HIM!!! How can he not see what he's doing to me??? Is he blind?! Every day I spend like this, knowing he'll never be mine. At least before yesterday, I had some hope I might win him over yet, but, no, then he had to go and say our chance of 'us' was over... He's left me with no hope. What am I to do? Stop thinking about this before you start crying..
"Hey," he says kindly, "you seem a little out of it this morning. Anything bothering you?"
Something you'd never understand in a million years you bastard.......................... Come on MacKenzie, he's trying to be nice, be kinder. Why? He's hurt me more times than I can count?!!! He's a guy, and Navy at that, cut him some slack. "MMM... Nothing." (long pause, during which he looks like he doesn't believe me, so I add) "Perhaps what I'm going to eat for breakfast." He gives me a weird look, but seems slightly pacified.
"Well, as long as you don't force me to eat any of your dead animals, I don't care what you eat." He's trying to lighten the situation. Doesn't he get it that I'm hurting?? Does he even care????
I sigh. This is going to be a long day..
Fifteen minutes later as we come out of the breakfast line he asks, "So, where do you wanna sit?"
"Don't care." I mumble, still semi-lost in my thoughts.
"How about over there by the window?"
I don't answer.
"Sarah? What's going on?"
I become angry at the use of my first name, how dare he call me that when just last night he ripped my heart out!!! " I said I don't give a DAMN!!!!" I shout, attracting the attention of everyone in hearing range. I turn beet red, and start to run out, but realize, I can't.So, I run to the furthest corner which is half-hidden behind some plants, and sit down.
Harm is walking over with a somewhat dazed look on his face. I can't decide whether or not I want to kill him...
A/N: Today is Navy Day (and Theodore Roosevelt's B-Day), because the U.S. Navy was officially established 228 years ago! Happy birthday all you Navy people out there! In honor of this day, I'm giving you guys a poll/choice. Is Mac gonna make a scene or will she just refuse to talk to Harm??? (Not much of a choice I know.) Thank you again for the reviews!!!!!