blondexhurricane:

soldierheartcd:

“I’m sick of lying to you. You
deserve to know the truth.”

As much as Delia wanted to chastise Teddy and
beg her to keep her voice down, she was quickly
learning the necessity of choosing all her battles
wisely. Not only that, but she no longer saw the
point in arguing when her mother was absolutely
right. She had no one to blame for the mess that
she was in but  h e r s e l f.

                “Who the hell said anything about an abortion?!” Delia
                spun around on her heel, a look of half shock and half
                terror written all over her face. It took her a minute or
                two to finally realize that Teddy hadn’t been speaking
                l i t e r a l l y. Or was she? “He’s going to be majorly
                disappointed in me, I know. I’ve prepared myself for
                that much already. Just as long as he doesn’t go off
                on me like you’ve been doing, I’m pretty sure I’ll be
                able to handle whatever happens next.”

“Your  dad  will  be  heartbroken,” Teddy said lowly.
“Absolutely heartbroken. You’re his little girl, Delia
— how do you think he’d feel knowing that you lied
to us? Can you even begin to imagine how much it
scares  us  to know that you put yourself in harm’s
way?” But those words had no use now.

                Sinking into the couch as though she had the weight
                of the world on her shoulders, Teddy put her head in
                her hands. She was all yelled out now, and that only
                made it harder. Nothing had worked out the way she
                had planned for it to —— if only Henry would come
                home, and  s o o n .