Nikki's point of view:
A baby…I was pregnant. Technically if you're going to get all sciency it's a zygote, a bunch of cells, still dividing; creating a human being. I couldn't be a mother, not under the circumstances. I had been in pain enough already, this baby didn't deserve to feel like I had. A baby deserved a happy family, to be loved, cared for, cherished and planned. I don't think I could bring a child into the world knowing where it came from and the fact I hadn't planned or wanted it, it was just the result of a horrific incident I had to endure. Another reason being I was gay, I hadn't ever really assumed that a happy family was something I could see in the foreseeable future. What about Lorraine? We were just getting to a good place as well, I couldn't shut her out. She knew I had been raped but a baby put this into a new perspective. Also what about my job in the current climate the school was in? These were some of the thoughts racing throughout my mind as I stepped into the clean, disinfectant smelling clinic. I was handed a leaflet and asked to sit down and wait my turn. Termination was the only option for me. I couldn't feel any emotions towards this foreign feeling in my abdomen except pain and sadness. Numb…..that's how I felt. The waiting room was full of couples, holding each other close, obviously making a joint decision. My thoughts went back to Lorraine. What would she have to say about this? Would she do the same if she was me? Of course she would, she's all about work. The beautiful, stunningly gorgeous blonde benefactor wouldn't allow a baby to disfigure her shape. How could I be so sure? How could I set myself up for this? Women hobbled out, touching their once filled stomachs obviously feeling empty now. 'Miss Boston, come with me.' I stood up and started moving towards her. Her small reassuring smile contrasted against the hypocritical looks I was being thrown. I stopped in my tracks.
Lorraine's point of view:
Something was up with the Boston bruiser. She wasn't her normal self. The attack had been terrible for her; even so usually she was more open about things. I want to help her but it's incredibly difficult to when she won't talk. I want to touch her, hold her close but that hardly seems appropriate considering the way things have been panning out. Any touches and I'm breaking an already fragile woman; she jumped a mile when I tried to hug her around the waist the other day. My phone started buzzing; reaching into my designer handbag I pulled it to see Nikki flashing up on the screen. 'Hello.' I didn't want to pressure her into saying anything; I'd rather just see what she wanted. 'Lorraine…I...I...Can't...sorry.' I interrupted afraid she was going to hang up. I couldn't let her shut me out, she sounded bad, and she needed someone to lean on. 'Nik, where are you? What's wrong?' I knew there was a slim chance of her accepting my help. Surprisingly she gave me the address; I just hoped she wouldn't do anything stupid in the meantime. 'Ah Lorraine just the person I wanted to catch, can I have a word?' Michael asked. 'Errr now's not really a good time.' I didn't want him knowing any of my private business. 'Won't be keeping you long.' He pushed. I shook my head, Nik wasn't going to wait, she assumed I was coming; I couldn't be the one to let her down. 'No sorry, rearrange to some other time there's somewhere I have to be.' I ran out, as fast as I could in these heels.
Arriving I parked my car and made my way towards the building. An abortion clinic…..seeing Nikki on the bench holding her jacket close covering her stomach with tears falling freely down my face…..it didn't take a genius to put two and two together. 'Nik darling, I'm here.' She looked up at me; her eyes were filled with tears forming in the corners. 'Lorraine….I…I….couldn't go through with it.' She wept. I took a deep breath. Sitting down on the bench beside her, close enough for comfort but I didn't want to push it. I slid my arm around her back shuffling nearer. She put her head against my chest, her muffled sobs continuing. My usually fearless Nik was terrified. 'I'm so sorry.' I didn't have the words to describe the empathy that I felt towards her. I wasn't brilliant at conveying my emotions. 'Wasn't your fault.' She mumbled back. 'It wasn't your either.' I shot back fiercely, I wasn't about to let her blame herself for this. 'I don't know what to do.' She replied hopelessly. 'I know Nik, I know.' I rubbed small circles on her back soothingly. 'Whatever you choose, just know I'll be here one hundred per cent of the way.' I swore to it. I didn't imagine myself with Nikki and a baby, but I loved her so much. Nikki was swiftly becoming my entire existence and I loved her deeply. She'd be here for me if the situation was in reverse. I was going to do everything I could to prove I was here to stay.