I went to the coffee café, and saw Lucas taking a man's order; not just any man, my dad.
I went up to Lucas and my dad and I scowled at my dad.
"Oh hey Maya" my dad smiled.
I crossed my arms and kept the glare.
"Here's your coffee sir" Lucas handed my dad his coffee.
My dad scooted off trying to wave at me.
I turned to Lucas while glaring at him.
"Did I do something?" Lucas asked putting his hands on the counter.
"You served that stupid guy coffee" I pointed my thumb to the door.
"He seemed rather intelligent to me" Lucas smiled.
"How could you say that?" I gasped.
"I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind" Lucas laughed.
"But I do! Lucas that's my dad! Who never was in my childhood! Who just left me" I screeched.
"I know that's wrong. But he probably feels terrible. Don't you think you should forgive him?" Lucas wiped his hand on his white apron that was attached to his red shirt around his waist.
I shook my head while my arms were still crossed.
"Let's go for a walk" Lucas ordered.
"Do I have a choice?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Not really" Lucas smirked.
I laughed.
"I'm taking a break!" Lucas yelled to his workers.
He brewed two coffees, and we left out the door.
We started walking and Lucas handed me my coffee. It smelled delightful
"Thanks" I thanked.
He smiled warmly in response.
"How long have you've been working there?" I asked.
"I really don't want to talk about it" Lucas refused to look me in the eyes.
I turned to face him, and stopped him.
He raised his eyebrows.
"Now you've got me really interested! Tell me" I begged.
"No" Lucas looked the other way.
"Look at me" I poked him in the chest.
"No" Lucas kept his head faced the other way.
I put my free hand on his face and turned it to mine. "Tell me"
"No" he refused.
I gave him puppy dog eyes.
He looked at me with defeat. "Alright" He sat me on a bench.
He looked straight ahead, with a serious face.
He started to shake his leg rapidly and looked hostile.
I felt bad for him, he was going through a rough time and I forced him. "Lucas?" I said softly.
He turned to me.
"You don't have to tell me" I felt really bad.
"Okay, okay" He breathed out. He got up waiting for me to get up and sipped more of his coffee.
I got up and we started to walk again.
He looked straight ahead, and clenched his jaw.
I rubbed my arm, and felt horrible; because after all I asked about it.
"I'm sorry" I said.
"For what?" He blinked.
Of course he would hide that he was mad.
Riley and Farkle were holding hands and began to walk toward us.
I nudged Lucas.
We put down our coffees. And we intertwined our fingers, and faked laughed.
"You're so funny!" Lucas laughed.
"No you are!" I said loudly so they could hear.
They walked up to us.
Riley lifted her eyebrows. "You guys are- dating?"
"Yep! We're so dating that he even told me when he started working at the coffee shop! Sorry I had to" I whispered the last part to Lucas.
"Yeah I just gave her coffee and we clicked" Lucas smiled.
"Oh really? Because she hated your guts in middle school" Farkle smirked.
"I actually didn't hate his guts. I had a crush on him in middle school" I accepted.
"Oh" Farkle lifted up his eyebrows.
"So this is a thing?" Riley raised her eyebrows.
"We just told you that. And I love every second of it" Lucas touched my nose.
I laughed and touched his nose back.
They both titled their heads and walked away.
As we saw they were far enough, we let go of each other's hands.
We picked our coffee back up.
"You really had a crush on me in middle school?" He asked.
"Yeah, but don't worry I'm over that silly crush" I brushed off smiling.
We started to walk again.
"My dad, he tried to bury me in gifts to win my love back. He's going to have to do a lot more. May be dying on the street" I said evilly.
Lucas lifted an eyebrow. "Maya that is so wrong on so many levels"
I just smirked in response. "You don't get it"
"If there's one thing I understand more than you it is heart break" Lucas explained to me.
I faced him with a blank expression. "I don't think so"
"Maya….you may think you have it the worst but you don't" Lucas clucked.
"Please I have it worse than..."
"Maya! Do you know that people have it worse than you?! Have you seen your mom murdered right in front of your eyes!? And for what?! And someone tell you don't tell the police or they'll kill you too!?" Lucas blurted out.
I opened my mouth with no words coming out. I didn't know what to feel. I was worried and felt like crap.
I plopped on the bench.
He walked up to me and frowned.
"Maya, I'm sorry I yelled at you. But you don't live the worst life. No one got murdered in your story. My mom did. And the guy did it right in front of me. If that's not enough it was someone I knew who did it" Lucas sat next to me on the bench.
I felt tears form in my eyes. I felt really bad for him.
"Are you crying? You never cry" Lucas frowned.
"I know right" I sniffled.
