A/N: So, this is the second chapter, I hope you like it. Thanks to Valentinecest and VanillaAmano for your first review, I'll keep you intriguing but Edmund and Jill will probably not break up that fast, just be patient and it'll worth it. Welp, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I only own the plot
-Tremble for My Enemy-
Normally, Lucy Pevensie only checked herself in the mirror for 5 minutes in the morning, but right now it passed 10 already, and she still stood before the mirror. She looks fine, her white blouse, her knee length red flannel skirt, her red-strip blue tie, and her grey blazer is on their right places. She already combed her hair neatly and putted a red band on it. After that she wore her black stocking on her bed and wonders about her behavior this morning.
A boy will come to pick her up in half an hour. Not her boyfriend of course, but she still felling tendency to look better than the previous day. It's probably because she wants to look flawless when they meet so he wouldn't have the material to mock or make fun of her later. For the last touch, she sprayed her Vanilla perfume to her wrist, the valley between her breast, and behind her ears.
"Is he like a morning person?" her mom Polly putted a bowl of cereal in her table.
"That's what I wanted to know, that's why I'm not protested when he said he'll pick me up this early," Lucy replied as she took the spoon. "Where's dad and Peter?" she then asked and started dig her cereal.
"Since our family breakfast schedule is in 7.45, they're still in their bed," Polly poured herself an orange juice.
"So what are you doing here? You can just leave me alone with the cereal and back to bed, you don't even have to wake at all," Lucy teased and putted another spoon of full cornflakes and milk to her mouth.
"I'm your mother silly, I'm here to support you. Believe me, you'll need me to open the door and present you to him," Polly took a sip from her glass.
"He would just probably text me I'm in front of your house, come out now idiot, or something like that to notice me. Clearly will not knocking our front door," Lucy rolled her eyes.
"I believe he wouldn't be that rude, your father told him to be gentleman and if he not dumbs he already knew what that means, that he'll pick and walk you safely until your door house, be responsible for you. And if he'll do what you just said, I'm going out there and drag him here myself," Polly argued as she took her sweater and put it on.
"You make it sounds scary," the daughter raised her eyebrows.
"Anyway it's time, 7.31, why he hasn't here yet?" the mother ignored her and looked up at their owl clock on the wall.
Lucy almost said typical boys to be late, or I hope he got an accident or something, when… DING, their door bells ring. Lucy stopped eating and her mother froze. Ding, another bell and they trading look.
"I told you!" Polly squirmed and jumped from her seat. "Coming, who is it?" she yelled already even though the distance between their kitchen and their main door is still far away.
"There's no way!" Lucy almost fell from her seat. She took her bag and followed her mother. Just when she reached the main staircase, Peter ran down from upstairs.
His hair is super messy, there's a drool trail and pillow mark on his face, and his eyes still half closed. "He already here?" but he managed to asked with his still heavy voice.
"You will really make a wonderful sister for somebody," Lucy grunted.
"Hey, this includes a brother task as well," Peter protested and hugged her from behind, pulled her to the back of the wall where they could hear and peek their mother activities clearly.
"If it only newspaper guy, I'm gonna kill myself," Lucy whispered harshly.
"Newspaper guy do not ring the door bells," Peter reminded her.
"Yes?" said Polly as she opened the door.
Outside, stood a boy with dark messy-in-style hair and a pair of brown eyes. "Hi," Edmund Caspian XI smiled lightly to Polly Pevensie. Both his hands are in his pants pocket. "I'm one school with of Lucy, is she ready to go?" he explained nervously because Polly keeps staring at him, he wondered if there is something wrong with his looks and, because the women is simply beautiful.
"It's really him?" Lucy questioned herself doubtfully.
"He has more guts than I expected," Peter laughed to her ear.
"You are?" Polly played dumb.
"Edmund Caspian XI," the boy swallowed and answered quickly.
"Oh, Caspian X son, we finally officially meet," Polly smiled brightly and lured her hand.
"Yea, sorry about not being around," Edmund gulped as he shake hands with her. He never really being there at the gathering or something when the two families meet, it because he didn't want to meet Lucy except in school.
"It's alright," Polly punched his arm and Lucy nearly faint because of it.
"It goes smoothly. He's a bit nervous but it's okay," Peter nodded in satisfaction.
"I wonder when mom will call me?" his sister looked up to him with pathetic face.
"Lucy honey, your friend Edmund is here," Polly finally informed the house cheerily.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, okay, go," Peter counted then pushed his sister out of the wall protection.
Lucy swore that she will repay for Peter one day. "Morning," she smiled half heartedly to Edmund. It was weird that her mother just mention that he's a friend of her when he definitely not.
"Morning," Edmund's smile also turned to cold.
"Are you ready?" Polly asked her daughter.
"Of course I am," Lucy chuckled annoyingly.
"Then we better take our leave now. It's nice meeting you Mrs. Pevensie," Edmund took their leave to her mother.
"Okay Edmund, don't be a stranger," Polly nodded and patted his shoulder. Edmund smiled and nodded back, then walk out first.
"I'll see you later okay?" Lucy kissed her mother's cheek.
"Are you kidding me? He's super cute!" Polly said inaudible with a very naughty and excited expression on her face.
"Oh!" Lucy laughed and ran out. She's meeting with Edmund on the street.
"Are you wearing make up?" asked the boy when they started walking. From all he just experienced why he gotta ask about that one? But Lucy is relief enough that he didn't mention anything (yet) about Polly playing nice with him.
"I do wear the powder and the lip gloss every day. They usually kinda blur when it comes to after noon and that's the time when you usually start something with me, but in the morning they're crystal clear," Lucy cursed herself while she said that. Why did she have to explain that to him? He doesn't need to know, or probably care less. "So where are we going now? It's still too early to go to school," she quickly changed the topic before he realize.
"We ain't go to school yet, I'll take you to the park," Edmund chirped happily.
"Why?" Lucy brows knitted.
"Because Mr. and Mrs. Beavers Doughnuts and Coffee," the boy said it.
"What is that? Sounds horrible," Lucy's mind is playing tricks right now. Two beavers are making doughnuts and coffee on their dam in her head, they're using mud for the ingredients.
"Well, they do kinda suck at the name, but the taste is like the best doughnuts and coffee in this town," Edmund agreed about the name but convinced her.
"Really?" Lucy shrugged.
"You can cut my tongue if I lie," the boy poked his tongue at her.
"Well that's a really interesting offer, and here I just thought that you're a morning person," the girl smirked devilishly.
"I am. I found the vendor when I wonder in the morning about 3 years ago," Edmund nodded.
"What did you do back then?" Lucy tried to ask. She remembered correctly, about 3 years ago something happened to Edmund, he usually annoyed and irritated her, but he was always befriends with all the popular guy in school, then suddenly in one beautiful day he berserk and repelled everyone who close to him at their Junior High. When they entered High School he practically set a barrier around him, he only opened to hot chicks and he's handsome face keeps him popular. But Lucy still wander, why did he set all that distant with people? What happened to him about 3 years ago? Is he wondered in the morning at the exact year has a connection with that? It's not like she care or something, but he's her arch enemy, so she's automatically know and want to know more.
"My mother is not a really good cook, she usually exploded the oven and burnt the wall kitchen, so I figure to not bother her with breakfast, since she only gave me toast and left me bored with it to death," Edmund shared the sad / funny story.
Lucy giggled. She knew his mother, Liliandil, a very beautiful, soft, and fragile woman. Lucy always watched with cautious every time she saw his mother walked, she's afraid she will bump into something or someone and turned into shattered.
"So we're now starting to laugh together?" the boy pursed his lips.
"Please, sue me," Lucy stopped giggling and grunted. "Where's your motorcycle by the way?" she just remembered that Edmund usually rode his bike to school, but now they walk on foot.
"I figured that I still need a lot of life source to take my ex-enemy in the back seat, especially when she's a bear. What, you expecting a ride or something?" the Caspian boy asked teasingly.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Lucy crossed her arms and doesn't look very pleased. She can't help wondering why Edmund referred her to a bear.
Edmund ignored her and crossed the street to the park, leaving her behind. Pursed her lips and pushed aside something that flash in her minds, she finally followed him. She was surprised to find that the park is rather lively in this kind of hour. It seems that the Mr. and Mrs. Beaver are quite popular among the students, people with different schools and uniform is crowding the park right now, gathering at the only vendor there.
"Better hurry, it always sold out quickly," Edmund clicked his tongue and left her again. She sighed and followed him.
"Well, isn't this Mr. Nice Guy?" a friendly looking mid-age lady welcomed them, her hands busily served the other customer, but she practically looked and smiled widely to Edmund.
"Like usual, please," Edmund stopped and hand some penny to her.
"Coming right up. By the way, is that your mean girlfriend?" the lady glanced at Lucy who stood behind the dark hair boy.
"Of course not," Edmund denied straightly.
"Woa, cold," the lady walked up to the plastic box.
"Hello, I'm Lucy," Lucy smiled and introduced herself.
"Pretty. I'm Mrs. Beaver, of course it's not the real name, but it's good for business, so… Do you want to order something sweet heart?" the lady smiled back and looked up from the box.
"Umm," Lucy gave it a thought.
"Order it, they are really good," Edmund suggested and leaned to the vendor side.
"Do you have blueberry by any chance?" Lucy gave up.
"Both of you are very lucky, the only thing that left is the Chocolate, Vanilla, and the Blueberry," Mrs. Beaver nodded and starts to work.
"You ordered two?" Lucy eyes widen when she saw the size of the doughnut while the lady wrapped them. Before Edmund opened his mouth,
"The other is for his mean girlfriend," Mrs. Beaver stroke the conversation.
"Hmm?" Lucy showed her interest. So she didn't hear it wrong, Mrs. Beaver already mention Jill twice in not so nice way.
"The girl is too lazy to get up early and walk here with him, even for once. Instead she asked him to buy my fantastic doughnut, one every day. That's why Edmund here is so Mr. Nice Guy," explained Mrs. Beaver, she looked amused as she said every word.
"I see how it is," Lucy held back her giggled. Jill do seems like that.
"Please, both of you, stop talking about her as if you know her," Edmund protested lazily. "She's really nice, really."
"For your record dear, I like this one better. Especially because she has really beautiful eyes," Mrs. Beaver stopped in her work to title her head to Lucy.
"It's just blue," Edmund took a glance at Lucy's face and stated.
"The color is warm and bright, it's easier to love," Mrs. Beaver pursed her lips and back at her work.
Lucy just stood there, listened to her ex-enemy and a beaver argued about her eyes and Jill's, as if she wasn't there.
"Drinks?" Mrs. Beaver hand them the doughnuts.
"Skimmed milk," said Lucy.
"A cappuccino," ordered Edmund.
"The other is simple and the other is complicated, you'll make a good couple," Mrs. Beaver nodded teasingly and walked to the coffee machine.
"We are not, going to be couple," Edmund tone already turned into a warning.
"Where's Mr. Beaver?" so Lucy tried to cool down the atmosphere.
"He left something at our house and need to get it now," Mrs. Beaver explained as she work with the paper glass and the coffee machine. "Here you go. Nice goofing around with all you kids, have a nice day," she finally finished, hand them the rest of the order, and winked mockingly.
Both of them mumbled and said thank you-Lucy paid, then they find a place to sit and eat.
"Gosh, this is magnificent, the cream just melted into your mouth," Lucy described after she took her first bite.
"I told you," Edmund said with his mouth full.
"There are so many people around, even from our school," the honey head looked around.
"It's famous. I think you're really left behind about things in town, in fact, I never really see you hang out with anybody," the boy seems enjoying his food very much.
"I do hangout, I have classmate and schoolmate, but just that. I have mate but not good or best mate," Lucy protested. "Why do I have to tell you all this?" she just realized how odd the situation is. They sat walked, and talked together like there's no yesterday around them.
"Tell me, I'll respect," Edmund looked at her.
Lucy sighed and took another bite. "Well, I kinda like hanging out with books better than with people-except with my family, they're the best. I'm not the it girl or update about a lot of things like you said, at least not in fashion or anything. And either our school mate befriends with the principal daughter with ulterior motives, or respect her and keeps the distant. I choose the last option since I already fell once for the first," then she finally speak.
"Sad story," Edmund assumed.
"Great, now you think I'm sad," Lucy scoffed.
"Do you really that care with what other people see in you?" the skinny boy chuckled. "Just be yourself, there's no joy better than that," for the first time that day, he really smiled at her.
Lucy's feeling the words he just said. "Guess you right in this one," she then smiled and chewed.
"I am always right," Edmund putted the last bite to his mouth.
They're spending the next minute enjoying their drink. The skimmed milk is also so good, Lucy's now officially Mr. and Mrs. Beaver pastry fans.
"The kids from our school, they watching us," the girl just realized, it's a bit late actually.
"So what?" Edmund stretched his body.
"You're not worried?" Lucy looked at him and raised one of her eyebrows.
"Well, they gotta be freaking out and thought what-the-hell, and believe me, I thought the way to avoid unnecessary future question from them all night long, but nothing really genius came from it," the boy yawned.
"So you have plan?" Lucy really hopes so.
"We're practically out of no where in our social school chain, like you said-you're the principal daughter and sort of thing, and I'm a loner, so the dude practically will wonder for a while, but it will also disappear very soon, trust me, it's accurate," the boy next to her explained calmly.
"We'll just have to say that the school warned us, so we're trying to play nice that sort of thing," the girl added.
"Exactly," Edmund agreed.
They finished their breakfast at 8 and finally head to school. They separated when they arrived at Lucy's class, he dropped her there.
"Did I just see you walk to school with Edmund Caspian XI, your enemies for the entire centuries?" Eustace Scrubb, a boy with golden hair and extremely annoying face welcomed Lucy when she entered the class. He's quite irritating every time he's near people, but strangely, he and Lucy make quite a good friend.
"Yap. Why?" Lucy walked to her table.
"What happened? Your head bumped? You'll die in 3 days? Or probably sudden love struck?" and Eustace tailed her like a puppy.
"My dad and the school warned us about being very wild lately, so we're just going to play nice, okay? Spread the word," Lucy explained and took off her bag.
"Believe me, no one will believe that," Eustace stopped next to her and sighed.
"What ever, that's the truth," Lucy rolled her eyes and sit down.
"Fine," Eustace pulled the empty seat behind him. "Have you done your essay?" he asked and sat.
"Do you really need to ask?" Lucy laughed and pulled out some items from her bag.
"I think my essay sucks. I even still don't understand what paradox means," Eustace whined.
"Need any help?" Lucy smirked as she pulls out a book.
"Yes Lucy Pevensie! That's what I'm talking about," the golden hair boy yelled in satisfaction.
Lucy laughed and shook her head, after that she told Eustace to bring his essay, and they tidied it until the bell rings.
"Can I talk to you for a second?" a girl with corn color hair stepped in front of Lucy's table, she calmly run her fingers through her long straight hair. It's Jill Pole from XI grade, Edmund's girl friend-everybody in school know she's a dare devil for dating the beast.
So here it is, Lucy nodded. She then got up, followed Jill exiting her class room. She caught Eustace watching her in anxiety from the corner of her eyes, so she gave him a signal that everything is going to be okay.
"So, are you going to bully me now?" asked Lucy worriedly. Jill took her to the empty spot behind their school.
"Please, you're the senior and you're the principal daughter," Jill laughed sarcastically.
"So, what's the deal? Look, I know you upset and I don't know what Edmund told about us. We're both just trying to be good, and believe me I'll keep my hands of him, it's just for a couple of month and the school will finally approve that we're both settle for good and everything will be over before you know it," before anything happen, Lucy brought up her defends statement.
"No, don't," Jill's superior expression now changed into worried as she shook her head.
"Sorry?" Lucy eyebrows knitted.
"I want you to get him into you?" Jill crossed her arms.
"What?" Lucy thought she heard it wrong.
"To tell you the truth, I am so relief when he called me yesterday and told everything. I can't wait to be free," the corn head tone is now getting friendlier.
"Wait," Lucy stopped her. "Did you just say you want to break up with him," the honey hair confirmed.
"Totally," Jill nodded straightly.
"Why?" sending Lucy to a total strike of shock.
"You're the one who always have a show down with him and now I know why, so you name it, but obviously it's because his stupid bad mouth, I can't believe he can actually say something like that to a girl!" Jill let her anger out for a while.
"Well, I agree with that," Lucy nodded lightly. "But then, why are you dating him in the first place?" and then asked confusedly.
"I thought he was a lone wolf who needs partner, and mainly because that dark hair, brown eyes and oh he is so good looking. But I was wrong, okay. He's the most horrible boyfriend I could ever ask to," Jill explained with up and down tone in her voice.
"Really, I thought as his girlfriend he treat you better," Lucy scoffed.
"Not that better," Jill rolled her eyes. "Anyway here's what I want, you have to make him dating you, do anything to take his mind from me, control his head!" then suddenly she walked up to Lucy and held the honey hair's shoulder.
"Okay, hold on Pole," Lucy carefully lifted her converse partner hands off from her. "First, he will not fall for me, so you just asked for the impossible," she raised her right index finger. "Second, just spending two days with him has made me realize that he adores you so much," her tones get more and more sympatic. "And I don't think that I can help you in that, that will be a lie, and he will probably get hurt," she feels sorry for Edmund already, she remembers how he's defending Jill from yesterday and now.
Jill gave it a thought for a while. "I can't accept the second excuse, but the first one does make sense for me. So fine than, no need to fall for you, but just keeps him busy," she finally sighed and turned, ready to leave.
"Hey, if you really want to break up with him, you have to tell him soon, before one of you gets hurt," Lucy suggested.
"Like you said, he adores me, and I just can't ditch him," she stopped midway just to tell that.
Lucy smiled sadly. "In some situation, being honest is the best," and said wisely.
Jill turned full on her now. "Just, don't tell him any of this," and stared at her coldly.
Silent covered the atmosphere for a minute. "Okay…" but Lucy has finally approved.
Jill mumbles something and finally really leaves. Lucy is all alone now. Why in all of sudden she feels pity for Edmund? He was so mean at her, even up to now-he still not really respecting her. It's actually still the first day, so it's hard to tell.
The young girl sighed then started to walk back to the building.
"Oy! Pass here!"
She stopped at the basketball field, watching some boys plays-one of them is Edmund. A very happy expression set on his face, and Lucy wonders what his expression will be when Jill tells him that she wants to end their relationship. The dark hair boy pausing his move, realized that he's been watched from the side. He turned and saw Lucy standing there, staring at him. They kept looking each other for a few seconds, but none of them wave or show response, until finally the girl takes her leave.
"What did she want?" Eustace asked worriedly when Lucy joined him at the canteen.
"Usual stuff," his friend lied.
Eustace said nothing, just observed her quietly. "You okay? You look… down," he touched her shoulder and asked carefully.
"I'm okay, thanks for worried," Lucy looked at him and smiled. "Eat up," she then laughed brightly and ate her biscuit and cheese with him.
She can't hate people for what they did to her, she can never hate anyone. Annoyed, probably, but not hatred. What she feels to Edmund after what he done to her all these years is merely an irritates feeling, even when he really got in her nerves she took action by slap him on the face or something, but she never hate him. It's a very awful feeling to hate or cursing someone, she thought. That's why it's not very hard for her to befriend with him. Just hearing someone will probably hurt one of her friend will always successfully send her to the cell of remorse.
Eventually a couple of hours later the school is over and she tricked herself by saying on and on that it is not her problem if one of them get hurt, she doesn't even really know any of them.
"What?" Lucy asked as she meeting Edmund at the school gate which is now almost empty. She got to go to the teacher office for something earlier, that's why it took longer for her for reach the gate.
Edmund leaned at the gate wall, his hands in his pocket like usual. "I know you saw me played basket ball," he straighten himself and faced the newly come girl.
"So?" Lucy lifted her shoulder, pretended she doesn't care at all.
"The look in your face is like when you saw a dead cat," Edmund said.
"Have you ever seen my face when I saw a dead cat?" Lucy can't help a smile.
The boy froze for a second, but Lucy swore that she almost saw him laughed. "That's just a phrase," Edmund shrug.
"Are you worried?" the girl wondered.
"No," the boy shook his head right away.
Lucy nodded. "Are we gonna wait for Pole?" she asked.
"No, she just passed earlier," Edmund suddenly looked down.
"Why?" the honey head brows twitched.
"She said it will be stupid for walking home with three of us," Edmund sighed.
"I'm sorry," Lucy apologized.
"Never mind, she also said she got some class project with her friends and going to be busy in some day after school," the boy shook his head.
Lucy thought for a while. "You know what? You don't have to pick up or walk me home every day, we could probably set chores or something," and finally said.
"I feel like cheating," Edmund chuckled sadly.
Lucy let out a small smile. "Believe me, you're not," she convinced him.
Edmund stared at her face. "So, are we going now or what?" he finally turned around.
"Sure," Lucy mumbled and followed him.
They leaved the school and walked silently to Lucy's house, only talked when necessary. Edmund walked faster than Lucy as if he doesn't want to be with her, and that's make the girl upset. If he doesn't want to be with her he should probably said it on the first place, he doesn't have to be all cold too when she try to bring up a conversation.
"Bye ugly!" eventually, that's his good bye card when they finally arrived in front of Lucy's town house.
Emotion already reached her head. So she stopped in her way entering her own lawn. "Watch your tongue Edmund Caspian XI!" and yelled to the boy.
"Who gave you the right to call me like that in front of the public?" Edmund stopped walking and turned at her, his face look scary.
"And who gave you the right to call me ugly?" Lucy crossed her arms in front of her chest and approached him without fear.
"You are ugly, ugly," Edmund smirked arrogantly.
"You're a beast, and a monster!" Lucy pointed at him and said sharply.
Edmund face turned into a dark shade of red. "Say that again bitc—" disgust sounded thick in his voice.
"Lucy, is that you?" a soft voice stopped him. Both of them looked straightly at the source of the voice. "Is everything alright?" a very beautiful young woman stood there, she wore a white tee with abstract paint in it and grey cardigan, jins, and leather boots. There's a brown clutch back on the side of her body, and she tied her long wavy dark brown hair into a ponytail. Her skin is pure white like a snow, and her grey eyes searched both Edmund and Lucy worriedly.
Lucy tried to stabilize as fast as she can. "Yes Susan, everything's alright," and smiled half heartedly to the young woman.
Susan smiled back whole heartedly as if she already knows the case but tried to brighten Lucy's heart. "Who is he?" she walked up to them and glanced at Edmund.
"Just a classmate and he'll be going now, right?" Lucy turned at Edmund coldly.
Edmund only nodded to Susan with a blank expression on his face, and then he turned and leaves.
"So I think that's Edmund, huh?" Susan embraced the younger girl as they watched the boy went away.
"Peter?" Lucy looked up at her.
"Yes. Is he home?" Susan chuckled.
"I don't know," Lucy shook her head and walked to the house. "Stay with me for tea okay?" she then asked her, almost sound like pleaded. Susan already like a sister for her, she really expect her to be her sister-in-law one day. Not only beautiful, she also nice and friendly, the whole family adores her.
"Sure, let me help you prepare everything," Susan nodded and followed her, knowing straightly that Lucy needs a friend right now.
There are no single messages from Edmund to Lucy's cell after that, and he doesn't show up the next morning. Lucy could have care less. Things are probably will not going to work after all.
Tell me about what you think, okay? I was feeling a bit upset to Jill when I wrote this chapter, how could she do that to Edmund, to somebody? I think it sweet that Edmund defended her. I'll see you all at the next chapter, things will be more intense, and either Edmund or Lucy will probably wave the white flag. Peace!