Hi! Finally! Now That You're Grown is finished! And I am ready to focus my attention back to this story. Thank you all so much for reading this and reviewing, and I apologize again for not updating regularly until I finished my other story. I hope y'all don't hate for it, but I love this story, and I love writing, and I don't plan on stopping anytime soon.
lechicarebelde22: I am so sorry that the GMW writers broke your sweet little Lucaya heart. But have no fear. I have a feeling that Lucas and Riley aren't gonna last too much longer. (But I am not a reliable source to that. I live on the other side of the country. I don't know anything about GMW tapings. I just read what people on tumblr say.) Love you, and I love writing Lucas and Maya.
This chapter will get a bit interesting. Especially since Maya and Lucas arrive in the desert. Y'all are also gonna get a surprise.
Enjoy!
Maya and I are on the road again. We hope to make it to make it to Las Vegas tonight, but it will be tough because it's a sixteen hour drive. We currently are driving through the Colorado desert, and it's way hotter than I expected. I think I saw the temperature gauge in our car read "too damn hot" at one point, but I'm not sure.
There is not a single store or restaurant in sight, and I don't know where the next exit is. I can tell that Maya is getting tired of driving, and we both probably need to use the restroom.
The air between Maya and I has been nothing but awkwardness. We'd only talk to switch seats, and that's it. After what happened last night between the two of us, we've barely spoken a word to each other. I was asleep before Maya came back from showering, so I don't know what she is thinking about our...situation.
I turn my head to look out the window. I see nothing but dirt and cacti. I am bored out of my mind, and I really have to piss. In my head, I imagine a picture of my bladder. My bladder is almost bursting with piss, but because it can't be let out yet, my bladder is being poisoned. By my own piss...
I've had four bottles of water since leaving Kansas early this morning. We stopped in Kansas after an hour of driving to use the bathroom and get some snacks, and that was six hours ago. I am in desperate need of something.
My thoughts are interrupted when I feel the car jolt upward and then back to the ground. I quickly look to see the panicked look on Maya's face. She pulls the car off the road and into the sand of the desert. She turns the car off and looks at me.
"Are you okay?" I ask her.
She nods. "I hit something. I'm afraid that it was an animal."
She begins to panic. Ever since I've known Maya, she has always loved animals and hates to see anything happen to any animals. She ran over a squirrel one time when we went to Texas, and she didn't drive for two months. She hates situations like this.
"Don't worry. I'm pretty sure it's was a rock, I'll get out and look," I tell her. She nods and waits for me to come back.
I step out of our car and walk all the way back to the location of where she thinks she hit something. I look around the area and even in the ditch on the shoulder of the highway. I see no dead animal. But I don't see any rocks either. It's weird, but I turn around and head back to the car.
"It must've been a rock or something. I didn't see any dead or injured animals around," I tell her.
"What about under the car? It could've gotten stuck on something," Maya says. I want to roll my eyes and tell her that she is crazy for thinking that. Animals can't get stuck on the bottom of a car, but the look in her eyes tells me that she is genuinely scared that she hurt something, so I ignore my impulse to be sarcastic, and I crouch down on my stomach and take a look under the car.
"I don't see anything!" I yell up to Maya. I stand back up and get back into the passenger side of the car. Maya breathes a sigh of relief and starts the car up again.
Maya starts driving again, and I am curious as to what she is thinking about. My ego would like for her to be thinking about how she pounced on me last night, but she is probably thinking about what just happened with the literal bump in the road. I just can't help but bring it up, now. It will drive me insane if I don't know what she's thinking.
"Maya, we need to talk," I say. "About what happened last night."
"Yea we do..."
We stay quiet again.
"I'm sorry," We both say to each other.
"What do you have to be sorry for? I'm the one who jumped on you and tried to take advantage of you. It was a stupid move, and I wish that I hadn't done it. I guess I was vulnerable because you said all those things about me at the diner yesterday, and then you told me about how much you took care of me whenever I would come home drunk. I just liked knowing that you had my back, no matter what," Maya says.
"Well I didn't have to let it go as far as it did. And that's what I'm sorry about," I tell her.
Maya glances at me and smiles. "I really appreciate you stopping us before we did something the both of us would regret. It reminds me of what kind of man you are. What kind of man I fell in love with."
I feel my heart skip three beats. Goodness, that girl has an affect on me. I nod my head and look out the window again.
"Hey Lucas? Can you grab my sunglasses out of the glove box?" Maya asks.
"Sure," I respond and lean forward to reach the glove box. But when I open it. I am met face to face with a western rattlesnake. "HOLY SHIT!"
Maya sees the snake and starts to swerve to the other side of the road from panicking. She gets off the road again, but it's too late to do anything because the snake already bit my hand. I pick it up with my other hand and throw it out the window before it can bite me again. I feel everything in my arm and hand start tightening.
"Oh my God! Lucas! Are you okay!" Maya freaks out.
I don't remember much about what happens after this. I can still hear Maya talk, but it's like I can't understand what she's saying. The last thing I remember her yelling is "Please help us!"
I wake up in a bright room. My vision is a bit blurry, and my arm hurts. I groan before I try to sit up. I see Maya stand up with another person. They try to get me to lay back down, but I can't remember what they said.
"Lucas?" I finally hear Maya say. "You're in the hospital. Do you remember what happened to you?"
"I was bitten by a snake," I respond hoarsely. I look at my bandaged hand and groan again. "How did you get me here?"
"Well, Lucas. We had some surprise helpers," Maya says. She points to the bed beside me. I sit up and look over to see none other than the other long, tan, and handsome man, in Maya's opinion, wave at from his own hospital bed. I wave back at Luke and Elizabeth and lay back down.
"What the fuck is going on?"
"Lucas, Luke and Elizabeth are agents. They are here to make sure we get to Los Angeles and stay in Los Angeles safely," Maya begins to explain. "They saw what happened on the highway and pulled up beside us. I didn't know what to do when you passed out in the passenger seat, but Luke came over and sucked the venom out of your hand. He saved your life."
I sit up again and look at Luke. "Thanks, man. How did you not die?"
"I spit the venom out when I got it all out of your system. I didn't get every drop out of your system, that's why you're here. And I must've got some in my system because I am in here too," Luke explains.
"You two are agents?" I ask.
"Yes," Elizabeth responds.
"Aren't you like seventeen?"
"I'm actually twenty three, and Luke is thirty one. We did meet when I was five, and we did get married when I was nineteen. Most of our story that we told you at the bed and breakfast was true," Elizabeth says.
"What about your adorable kid?" Maya asks.
"Sebastian is our son, and he is three months old. He stays with my parents in New York when Luke and I have to go on trips like this. We are still apart of his life, and we are raising him. I just have to clarify. Actually, when we get to Los Angeles, my parents will be bringing him to us because we're going to be here for a while," Elizabeth says.
"When we get to Los Angeles?"
"Yea. We're assigned to go with you and protect the both of you until we catch whoever is taking Marianne's place," Luke says.
"You know my case?" I ask.
"Yea. When the FBI gets involved, that means we get involved too. Especially with a male and female couple like you two. But don't worry. Elizabeth and I are laid back people. We're cool as long as you two don't do anything stupid," Luke explains.
I nod and stick my hand out to shake Elizabeth's and Luke's hands.
"Welcome to our new lives."
This was shorter than I expected, but I am happy with it none the least. I hope y'all enjoyed it. I decided to make Elizabeth and Luke kind of like reoccurring characters. They won't be in every chapter, but they will come in when they are needed, which will be coming up soon. Especially Vegas! Woot!
Anyways. I'm gonna start updating this more now that I finished with Now That You're Grown, and I am so excited to continue this story. It gets interesting.
I also have so many ideas for Lucaya in the works, so whoever is heartbroken because of the GMW writers, then y'all can rely on my stories to satisfy y'all (But in all honesty, I really believe that Lucaya will eventually happen.).
Toodles! Love y'all!
