The Sound of Revenge

Saturday

Today I went to see Boris. He lived in a particularly beautiful area. Trees on either side of the road came together to provide me with an arch to walk under. I got to his house and knocked on the door. I had been meaning to catch up with him anyway but it was the perfect opportunity for me to ask him what he knew about Laura’s pregnancy.
He opened the door with a wide smile on his face. He was my best friend. The person I could talk to about anything. Especially stuff like this.
“Hey Sammy” he said brightly.
“Hi Boris. How have you been?” I asked noticing that he was looking at the bruises on my arm. “They’re from dance. We had to do this weird new move and I couldn’t quite get it” I said.
Boris nodded but he didn’t look convinced.
“Come in” he said gesturing to the open door beside him.
I followed him in through his kitchen and came to his living room. We sat on his couch and looked through his movies. We ended up picking Frozen and we had a sing along. He tolerated my horrible singing and I tolerated his. It worked out well. After that we had afternoon tea. He had made his special ravioli pasta that he made really well. Then came to the question about Laura.
“So have you heard about Laura’s pregnancy?” I asked
“Yeah. I heard about it yesterday from Becca” Boris said finishing his ravioli off with one bite.
“Have you spoken to her?” I asked him.
“Yes and she told me what actually happened.”
I knew if anyone had heard the truth it would have been Boris. People pretty much told him everything. He was very trustworthy and almost never told anyone. Except in this case as I was his bestie.
“Gabe is the father. On the night they first met he pretty much took her back to his place and got her drunk” he said.
“Oh” I said, not knowing what to say.
“She wants to keep the baby” said Boris.
“Won’t she be kicked out of school?” I asked.
“Yes probably.”
“Did she even give consent?” I asked.
“Yes. She was drunk but she told me she can still remember saying yes. She says she regrets it now though.”
And with that the conversation of Laura ended and we moved on to something a bit more light hearted, who is our favourite character out of Frozen. Mine was Olaf and his was Sven. After that I left Boris’s house and walked silently back home.