Lucy In The Sky

She Loves You

PAUL'S P.O.V.

I spoke to John after the incident with Lucy and himself. I didn't witness the row myself, but I had heard plenty of whispers to conclude a fairly accurate summary of what happened, so I decided to discuss it with John. Admittedly, I was furious with him. It's like he forgot Lucy was in love with him, he said such cruel things about her. I wondered if John knew what love really was, he'd been taken away from both of his parents into live in an unwelcoming, sterile home with his queer Aunt Mimi, then both his mother and father-figure; Uncle George, passed away when John was so young. Lucy was the first to love John since his mothers passing. Did he really understand what strong feelings Lucy had towards him? And most importantly did John have those feelings in return?

I tried to talk some sense into John and I persuaded him to go searching for her. I know Lucy, she wouldn't have ran far, she told me she was afraid to go anywhere she doesn't know in Liverpool and I don't blame her, Liverpool isn't the nicest place to get lost in.

It frustrated me how oblivious John was to Lucy's love, I would give anything to have her love me. I began to feel envious and confused, how could she prefer a man that threatens her and verbally abuses her over someone who would not harm a hair on her head? The thought baffled me.

AUNT MIMI'S P.O.V

'And next on Classical FM is Ludwig van Beethoven's 9th Symphony, enjoy'. Ah, one of my personal favourites. The composition is magnificent, it's diverse structure compliments it's chaotic sound of violin paired with piano. A perfect tune to listen to whilst I drink my tea on a Monday evening...bring, bring, bring, bring... Who on earth could be calling at this hour? bring, bring.. "Hello?/ Yes this is John's guardian/ He has done WHAT/ he hit her?/ the entire city is speaking about it?/ thank you for informing me Miss Maguire/ yes I shall have some very stern words with John when he returns home, his actions have been appalling I am so sorry to have caused you disturbance/ yes I shall be talking with the girl too/ thank you, yes, good evening."

LUCY'S P.O.V

I was sat in a bus shelter near Wavertree Park, a place situated almost half way between the college and my home, for almost half an hour before John came and found me. I didn't want to see him, I didn't want to see anyone, I just wanted to hide away from the world and go home but if I went home then my parents would question me and stop me from seeing John ever again. I wanted John to leave me alone, I warned him not to touch me and I pushed myself into the corner of the shelter. I still felt ill, I was shaking and my vision was blurry not only from my tears but from my banging headache. I felt nauseous and wanted to lay in my own warm, comfy bed and forget about the world, but instead I was in a deteriorating bus stop with a boyfriend I despised. 

John eventually apologised, I never said 'it's okay' or 'don't worry about it', because it wasn't okay and it was a big deal to me, I wasn't willing to forgive John that easily. Instead I let him say what he wanted to say without arguing back and let him walk me home once I had recovered myself. He told me he'd repay me somehow and wouldn't stop saying sorry. I actually felt good for being the better person in one of our arguments, this time it was John begging for forgiveness, knowing he has badly mucked up, unlike all the situations where I apologise for doing nothing wrong.

Once I got home I had everything planned, I would just carry on my day normally and get to sleep early, so hopefully I wouldn't fall asleep at school tomorrow. Mother cannot ever find out how ill I truly am, she could discover I have missed a period. I've never told her I'd done it with John but she is my mother and I think she can tell when these things happen. Anyhow, mother could not discover there was a possibility of me being pregnant, my life would be over.

JOHN'S P.O.V

I was so glad to finally be home, to have some alone time. I could sleep, write, draw, just have peace of mind. It was to be a fine evening, until...

"JOHN WINSTON LENNON. GET HERE NOW." Mimi screamed through the corridor. Shit, what now?

"Mimi." I said, stepping into the living room where Mimi was sat in her chair next to the radio with a newspaper and tea; as per usual. 

"I got a fairly interesting call earlier, it was from Miss Maguire. She lives down Gladstone Street-"

"Nice road ain't it Mim-" I began.

"John. She was calling because she was informed about your disgusting behaviour earlier today and she wondered if I was aware, which of course I was not. What do you have to say for yourself?" 

"Is this about Lucy?" I sighed, slouching against the door frame in annoyance. 

"Stand up boy. Yes, this is about you hitting that girlfriend of yours, the entire neighbourhood is disgusted. As am I, I never thought you'd hit a woman John." Mimi said, shaking her head. I had never seen her look so genuinely upset with me for years.

"I never hit her, for fuck sake! I never did, I never, I never!" I yelled, with an actual tear slipping down my cheek. I was fed up of people thinking I was such a bad person, I have an awful temper but I never hit Lucy. I would never do that.

"Well Miss Maguire says otherwise!" Mimi argued.

"Miss fuckin' Maguire wasn't even there! Mimi I would never hit Lucy never, I love her! I love her! Yeah, I  got angry with her and I shouted but I never hit her, Mimi you gotta believe me, please." I cried.

"John. Do calm down you are being absolutely ridiculous. Now, you never told me that you love this girl. I want you to fix all of this up, okay? The entire city believes you are a woman beater and I am a woman beaters guardian, we do not want people to think this of us. Therefore, you will apologise to this girl and you shall take her out and treat her like a real woman, not something that you can vent your emotions on. Okay? You shall show Lucy, myself and the neighbours what a gentleman you can be and you shall fix this situation. Now stop crying and go to your room." I was breathless, was Mimi showing mercy towards me?

"Thank you, thank you Mimi. Where shall I take her though? I'm saving me Hamburg money."

"This one time Lennon, this one time I am going to let you borrow some of  my money. You will never borrow any again this is a one time thing, okay? Have £20 and go to the pictures or have dinner, perhaps both, that is a lot of money and I expect every penny back once you are rich and famous like you claim you're going to be. Do not dare spend it on anything else, especially not alcohol, John. I need you to fix this situation before we get into a lot of trouble. Okay?" 

I could not believe my eyes or ears, Aunt Mimi was lending me money, it was like a miracle. 

"Thank you so much, I'll pay ye back double when I'm famous!" I said, running upstairs with my new found riches.