I broke up with my boyfriend of
three years, who'd been cheating on me. I
lost my job with
EDS. I was having a nervous
breakdown, and Lee was spending every weekend in
Cincinnati with the underwear
model. Every once in a while, we'd get together for
dinner or a couple drinks, but there was a void between us. I was
spending my free time drunk on
Stoli, and working as a waitress in a
steakhouse while I prepared to go to
Arizona. Somehow, Lee and I started to
drift together again, as we always did. I was
shipwrecked and all fucked up, and she was
doing fine. We hung out and partied, and our mutual friend Matthew joined in.
One weekend, the
underwear model, David, came up from Cincinnati. The four of us went out to the
bar, and played pool while Lee and I
bantered back and forth about
Pokemon, which was brand spanking new to us then. Lee was talking about
Psyduck, and I kept calling it
Salsa Duck. She was laughing and smiling, we were all having a good time. The night ended amicably, and we all went home. Matthew came over to
crash on the couch, and told me that Lee was pregnant, and David was up this
weekend to help her figure out what to do about it. He didn't know if he should tell me, but well,
loose lips. I didn't know how to feel about it, and was hurt that Lee hadn't told me herself.
I figured maybe she'd decided to spare me the drama since she knew that I was going through my own
rough times. I brought it up to her a
couple days later, and she was
nonchalant about it. She was just going to have another abortion.
David knew a great abortionist, and she was going to schedule an appointment. In the meantime, she noted with no sarcasm, she could
enjoy her fuller breasts.
I was annoyed and sort of grossed out by the whole thing, and
Matthew and I started making fun of the situation, because of her apparent
heartless stance. We sang songs since she was drinking while pregnant: "If you keep the baby, it'll have
ADD, if you keep the baby, it'll have
balding..."
She went on to have the abortion with
no fanfare, no tears, no second guessing herself. After it was over, she was aggravated that she lost a
cup size. I was
shocked and ashamed of her. But I kept my mouth shut, and offered no
emotional support this time around... apparently none was needed.
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