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Chapter 3: The truth always hurts Her voice was so quietly, so vulnerable. Her words shocked Luka. He expected everything, but not this. He wanted to hold her protectively in his arms, but was afraid of. Without a word he got closer to her, embracing her carefully. Her arms tightened around him and she began to cry even harder. The warmth of his body welcomed her, gave her some comfort. His shirt soaked with her tears and he started caressing her back, trying to calm her down.
“I don’t know what to say.”, he whispered. He was afraid of saying something, but he had to. He kissed her hair softly, smelling her shampoo combined with a touch of cinnamon. It was nearly half an hour later, they continued just standing in the living room. She turned away from Luka, leaning against a window frame.
“It was about seven weeks ago.”, she began, her voice was shacking. Her eyes were fixed on the ground. “I worked until seven p.m., but Weaver ordered me to a new patient. She needed some help. It took over an hour and I missed the El. So I decided to take a walk to my apartment.”, she stopped, breathing deeply in. “Just a few steps away from my apartment, a man asked me for a cigarette. I gave it to him and wanted to go on. He … he grabbed me from behind, pulled me into a lane. Everything was dark. His hands …”, she stopped again. Tears making their way down her face. “… opened my coat. He moved them under my pullover and … and my jeans. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t. I … I was rigid and then he … he …”, she explained, covering her face with her hands.
“Everything’s okay. I’m here for you.”, Luka said, embracing her again. She clutched his shirt and broke down. Luka got on his knees, holding her strongly in his arms. He couldn’t believe it, he closed his eyes for a moment, trying to hide his tears. He rocked her softly and caressed her hair until she was totally exhausted from crying. Moments later she felt asleep in his arms. Last tears made their way down her cheeks. He wiped them away, lifting her up und carrying her to her bed. He laid her carefully down, covering her body with a blanket. Instictivily she snuggled up to a pillow and a small weak smile covered his face. He sat down next to her, observing her. His hand caressed softly over her cheek.
An hour later, Luka was sitting on a chair now, Abby opened her eyes, gazing to the silhouette sitting in front of her.
“Luka?”, she asked, before she got up, leaning against her pillow. He got up from the chair, taking place on her bed and looking into her beautiful brown eyes. He took her hand in his, pushing it softly. “Can you just hold me?”, she whispered and he laid down to her bed. She snuggled up to his chest and his arm embraced her. With his other hand he caressed over her arm.
“Did you called the police?”, he asked. She shook her head.
“I didn’t really have seen his face, it was too dark.”, she explained and her fingers played with his shirt.
“Did you talked to someone?”, he wanted to know. She shook her head again, tears in her eyes.
“I couldn’t.”, she said quietly. He realised that all this weeks, she was alone with her experience. He was so sorry for her. He couldn’t understood, how she managed it.
“And the baby … do you want to have it?”, he whispered. She faced him, looking him deeply in the eyes.
“I don’t know.”, she whispered too. Luka kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes.
“Whatever your decision is, I’m there for you.”, he said and she looked at him.
“Thank you.”, she whispered and snuggled up to his chest again, drifting to sleep.
Some hours later, Luka woke up, realising that he was alone in her bed. He blinked a little before getting up. He stepped out of her room. The light in his bath room was on, he moved towards the door, hearing Abby vomitting. He slowly opened the door, moving to her and getting on his knees. He held her hair up and waited until she was feeling better.
“Do you need something?”, he asked.
“Some water.”, she said an leaned back. She closed the toilet and breathed in. Luka reached her a glass. “Thank you.”, she whispered.
“You’re welcome.”, he answered and sat down to the ground too.
“Thank you for listening.”, she said. “I mean, you are doing so much for me. It really helps me. I’m glad you’re here for me.”, she explained.
“It’s okay. We’re friends, good friends.”, he answered and gave her a little smile.
“You are the first person I talk to about … about what happened. I … I …”, she stopped, some tears were rolling down her cheeks.
“I know.”, he explained. And then she smiled a little, for the first time since weeks. “Let’s go to bed, you need your rest.”, he said and got up. He helped Abby up and they moved out of the bath room. They walked to her room and Abby turned around, facing him. She embraced Luka and he rubbed over her back. Placing a small kiss on her hair. They were standing like this for some minutes, until she finally spoke again.
“Good night, Luka.”, she said and their embrace ended.
“Good night.”, he said and smiled. He turned and left the room. Abby laid down again, closing her eyes. Luka walked to his own room, laying down to his bed. But he had a hard time to fell asleep. He thought about all that happened this night, what he was hearing. His fist clenched. He wished he could punch this guy so badly for doing this to Abby. He wanted revange for her, for what she had gone through.