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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 11:34 pm Post subject: |
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"That works." Griffith said with a stiff nod of his own. "And you...I can take you, if you want. I mean, if no one else can take you or whatever." |
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 11:36 pm Post subject: |
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"Yeah, I'll.. let you know. I think I have your number still." Harper said, fidgeting slightly still. "I'll call and make the appointment tomorrow. Let you know then." |
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 11:42 pm Post subject: |
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"Yeah, um...definitely let me know." Griffith exhaled. There was an awkward pause before Griff moved stiffly to face Harper better. "I'm...um...I'm sorry." |
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 11:45 pm Post subject: |
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Harper's brows furrowed and she let out a quick breath through her nose, obviously upset but definitely not wanting HIM to see that. "Yeah, I am too. I should go." she said and took a few steps back for the door. "I really don't feel like getting caught by the other goons." |
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 11:47 pm Post subject: |
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Griff bit at his lip.
"Those other goons are my brother and friends." He murmured, turning away from Harper then so he could TRY and go back to work. "Call me later, I guess." |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:11 am Post subject: |
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Harper nodded stiffly and went to hurry out of the shop, feeling sick and surprisingly (was it though?) close to tears. She went to hurry away, feeling dread already set in. This had to be done, ultimately. |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:18 am Post subject: |
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"I have an appointment for Thursday."
Griffith anxiously shifted in his seat at the Natesville Women's Clinic, watching Harper's back as she turned in her paperwork for the procedure at the main counter. Over the last few days, ever since Harper had told him about the pregnancy, Griffith had turned over the idea in his head again and again and again and every time he came to the same conclusion:
This could not happen.
The idea of terminating a life before it'd begun made him slightly ill, but the fact that it was the life of his OWN child made him absolutely sick. Although, he certainly wouldn't tell Harper about that as ultimately what happened to her body was her call, he was just there to be her ride and support or...whatever.
He didn't want to be there. |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:29 am Post subject: |
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Harper shifted uneasily as she handed over all of the finished paperwork to the woman behind the counter, who gave her a sickily sympathetic look and smile as Harper went to turn away to go wait.
She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to end the life of HER child, the child she always wanted, the one she wouldn't ever meet now. But there was no other way around it all, right?
She absolutely couldn't have this baby. Kasper would kill her. Darcy too. And she had to focus on her and Darcy, always first. ... Right? She reached up to rub at her face as she sat down beside Griffith, feeling ultimately sick to her stomach. She didn't want to do this. "Look," she started, voice shaking, "if you wanna go, I understand. They said they can arrange a ride home for me if need be." |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:30 am Post subject: |
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Griffith stiffly shook his head.
"No, this is my responsibility too. I mean...the least I can do is be here." He said. |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:41 am Post subject: |
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"Right, yeah." Harper muttered, voice shaking. "Guess so. After this...no...more contact, yeah? Not another word." |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:44 am Post subject: |
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"You don't have to so much as look at me after this...okay?" Griffith said, his hand gripping onto his pant leg as he struggled through his sentence. |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:53 am Post subject: |
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Harper nodded stiffly, feeling even sicker as the nurse called her name. She hesitated, obviously NOT wanting to do this before getting up and going to head over, glancing at Griffith just for a moment. She had scared and uncertain tears building up but she was determined.... she hoped.
She went to follow worker back to get prepped and...well... ready. |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:56 am Post subject: |
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Griffith watched as Harper headed to the back to get it handled, feeling as his stomach clenched and he became increasingly distressed.
Was this the right thing to do? |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 1:03 am Post subject: |
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Harper got changed into the gown with the nurses help and laid down on the operation bed after everything was said and done. The nurse left her alone, saying she and the doctor would be in soon.
Harper stared up at the ceiling while she waited to get it all...taken care of. She felt sick, scared...angry. But mostly, distressed. She didn't want to do this, she didn't want to be HERE. She took a few panicked breaths, trying to not break into frantic tears as she listened to muffled noises from the connecting hallway to her room. |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 1:07 am Post subject: |
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Griff jolted when he could watched the door leading to the back being flung open and a hysterical woman was being guided out by her (presumably) boyfriend. She cried and hit at his arms, murmuring how much she hated him for making her "go through with it" while he tried to assure her it was the best option for them. He felt his stomach clench as he watched them leave the building.
"S-shit." Griffith uttered.
He couldn't do it.
He scrambled to his feet and before the door leading to the back could shut, he hurried through the doorway. |
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