Termination Consternation || RP with isabelowens

[agentsullivan]

They were in the elevator on their way up to the Family Planning Clinic. It wasn't cold, but Ali had a long knitted coat on, the sleeves pulled over her hands as she hugged her arms tightly around herself. Her hair was hanging like a wavy shield around her face and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the heavy, pained dread that burned

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[isabelowens]

Iz stood close to her friend, and kept her hands to herself for the moment. The hand holding didn't have to be literal for her to give her support. She was just here to let Ali know she didn't have to do anything alone. Part of Iz was bursting to tell Ali of her relationship development with James, but was being friends with benefits really a development?

Besides, the last thing Ali needed to hear about was the other Campbell brother. She bit the tip of her index finger as she tried to think of anything else besides James. It wasn't fair on Ali for her to be so distracted. "Fucking thirteen," she muttered as if picking up on Ali's thoughts. "It's not even ironic."

[agentsullivan]

"I should have it tattooed on my arse because I seem to attract fucking bad luck just from existing," Ali mumbled and bounced a little on the balls of her feet. They finally reached the floor and the doors pushed open. Was it too much to ask for the lights to flicker and Keanu Reeves to jump out all sweaty and rescue her from the evil demonic Campbell baddie?

The clinic was obviously forced to have a 'homely' feel. Comfy chairs and the smell of coffee permeated Ali's nostrils. She put her hand over her mouth and gagged a little, but managed to dodge another embarrassing pot plant puke. What now? Take a number? Step inside with jazz hands and announce she was here for big finale? She settled on the best thing she knew how to do... offer expletives. "Fuck. Fucking fuck. I hate men."

[isabelowens]

Izzy reached out to stroke her hand over Ali's hair and pulled her close. "Of course you do, and who can really blame you?" She crinkled her nose as she took in the decor. "I'd hate fucking men if I had to wind up in a place like this. I'd kill J--" she clamped her mouth shut before she could finish off the thought about killing James if he landed her in this position.

She guided Ali towards the reception desk, and placed a kiss on her temple. "I'm right here with you, okay?"

[agentsullivan]

Ali glanced at Iz with a faint smile and nodded. She went up to the reception desk. "Alicia Sullivan. I have an appointment at three." The receptionist smiled kindly and after a few brief instructions, handed over a clipboard and gestured for them to take a seat so she could fill it out.

She deliberately picked the most uncomfortable looking seat on offer. She didn't want to be comfortable. She wanted this fucking over with, pronto. She went to start writing, but her hand was shaking so much it was coming out in an illegible mess. "Fuck me," she cursed and put the pen down to push her hands through her hair. She looked around a little to make sure there was no one there they knew. "I hate doctors."

[agentsullivan]

It was only about half an hour that lapsed before Ali appeared through the same glass doors again with a nurse holding her lightly around the waist. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she was sobbing far too loudly too get away with being stoic and indifferent anymore. She wrung her hands before her and managed to pull away from the nurse without looking ungrateful. She'd been trying to stop the tears, but they just wouldn't fucking cease. She didn't even dare look in the mirror behind the interest flower arrangement nearby. She knew she probably looked like that puking chick from The Exorcist.

[isabelowens]

Iz rushed over to Ali and pulled her into a hug. She didn't even ask her what had happened, more concerned about her friend looking like she'd just broken. "Oh honey," she murmured, stroking her hair.

[agentsullivan]

Ali clung to Iz like her life depended on it... and maybe it did in some way. She cried into her shoulder for a few moments, then offered a muffled, "I couldn't do it."

[isabelowens]

Isabel stiffened slightly as she caught the words, trying to work out if she should react. She had told Ali she'd support her no matter what, and it was true. She kept her arm around Ali and just started to guide her towards the elevator. As far as Iz was concerned they were done here. Goodbye thirteenth floor. "Let's get you home, Ali. You don't need to be here anymore."