A/N- From the makers of 'What to do Today Emmett?' and some oneshots, we bring you We Did Well! It has it all! Drama, suspense, family, friends, and some humor in there too! Will Lucy, Edward, Mason, or Elizabeth get to Matt first? Will Lucy find out Matt was cheating on her? Will some other stuff happen? Find out in this thrilling installment in We Did Well! Updated now and then, but is trying to find a rhythm to when it does! Read it today!
Chapter 21
Lucy's POV
I was walking the halls of my high school with my head down the next day, going through the motions. All my friends had acted as my bodyguards, walking along with me, keeping a vigilant outlook for the one that ripped me up inside until now. I was in the drama club and I'd just finished a practice. I was heading out to the parking lot where mom or dad would be there waiting for me, when I rounded a corner.
Matt was standing in front of a girl who was pinned against a locker. His hand was locked next to her head and she was giggling and flirting shamelessly. Their foreheads were touching as they looked into each other's eyes, him wearing a seductive smile. The girl flipped her stringy blonde hair over her shoulder.
My stomach clenched sickeningly. My vision swam with tears as I turned, planning to make a silent and unnoticed getaway. Unfortunately, my clumsiness reared its head at the most inopportune time, making me trip on my own feet and go flying. I spill onto the floor, making Matt and the wretched slut look my way for the first time.
Shock registers on his face then nervousness. I grab my bag, thankful nothing spilled, broke or ripped, and hop back to my feet, intent on leaving. He starts pulling the girl the other way down the hall as I hurry the opposite direction. Abruptly I stop walking. Anger, hurt and betrayal cloud my systems, completely eclipsing all other emotions.
I spin around, shaking with suppressed rage. I storm down the hall and go straight to Matt. He's a head and a half taller than am but I feel so much bigger than him right now.
"Comment défi vous?" I demanded, poking a finger into his chest. He looked at me in confusion and shock. "Je ne peux pas croire que vous avez fait cela à moi! Nous étions si heureux ensemble et vous avez ruiné tout! Est elle la raison que vous vous êtes cassée vers le haut avec moi? Je ne peux pas croire que vous couleriez avec ce slut! Vous êtes écume et vous êtes mort à moi."
("How dare you? I can't believe you did that to me! We were so happy together and you ruined everything! Is she the reason you broke up with me? I can't believe you'd run off with that slut! You're scum and you're dead to me.")
I gave him a death glare, was about to go when I got a better idea. I turned to him and brought my foot down with as much energy as I had. This might not have hurt too much normally if not for the new stiletto heels Aunt Alice had gotten me. As a final act I brought my knee up. Hard. He keeled forward as the girl squealed and hurried to help him up.
I turned on my heel and stalked off; suddenly glad I'd taken six years of French. I made it to the parking lot and pulled up my hood against the pouring rain and scurried to the car to join dad and Mason who was in the backseat. I ducked inside and slid into the passenger seat. I sat there a moment with my eyes closed, committing the look on his face to memory.
After a moment I started to giggle. It got louder and louder as the whole situation seemed immensely funny. I opened my eyes to find dad and Mason, with his head leaned forward through the gap between the seats, staring at me. It then also struck me how funny it was to see Mason and dad looking at me, side by side, with identical looks; mildly amused with one eyebrow raised. I was laughing so hard now tears were running down my face. Mason shook my shoulder.
"What Lucy? What's so funny?" I shake my head, laughing to hard to talk. Finally I quiet enough that I'm able to enlighten them. I described seeing him with the slut and how upset I was, then falling, starting to leave then coming back. I told exactly what I'd said to him, translating as I went, and what I'd done after. Mason started laughing half way through and by the end so is dad. I pause a moment when I finish.
"Dad?" I ask uncertainly. He nods as he pulls out. "Can you promise me you won't kill him now? This goes for you too Mason." I say glaring at the rearview mirror where Mason looks as though he's received a severe disappointment. Dad on the other hand looks sheepish.
"Actually, I kind of already had a run in with him." I stare him a second before he glances at me.
"Dad!" I shriek. "What happened?" He cringes and ducks his head slightly.
"Well, nothing really. When I dropped you off this morning he was in the parking lot. I would have gotten out and clobbered him for you but there were cars behind me so I had to keep going. He saw me though and I gave him your specialty, a death glare." I roll my eyes.
"Oh good." I say sarcastically, "I have a specialty in death glares." He laughs.
"Well, when you put it like that…"
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Edward's POVI was beyond proud that I'd taught my daughter how to take care of herself so well. She was just sticking up for herself. Emmett would be so proud, I thought as we walked into the living room. Speak of the devil…
Emmett was sitting on the couch so that he was Katie's level and she was talking about 100 miles per hour about what she was learning at school and the frog that Jimmy brought in and such. Emmett looked relieved when we came in, saving him from more one-on-one time with Katie.
"Lucy! One of my other favorite nieces! Tell me, anything exciting happen today?" Lucy giggled.
"You could say that." She launched back into her run-in with Matt story and by the end Emmett's booming laugh was echoing through the house. Bella came in from the kitchen, her hair back and flour smudges on her cheeks. She listened to Lucy's story again when she repeated it for her. She raised an eyebrow at the end.
"Really Lucy. Did you need to add that last part?" she asked reprovingly. Lucy looked down, slightly abashed.
"Well, no, but that son of a bitch bastard had it coming to him!" Lucy's eyes danced with fire as Emmett whooped and cheered from the couch and she flushed appreciatively. Bella rolled her eyes and hugged her daughter tightly.
"Even if it was wrong," she paused and gave her another reproving look making her duck her head. "I'm still proud of you and if you hadn't, I would've." We laughed together and Lucy beamed, something I wasn't sure I'd see when she was so torn up when Matt left. It really was a good thing she'd gotten her closure, no matter that it was yelling at him in French and kneeing him. Whatever works.
A/N- sorry that was short, but I really wanted to be done with Matt and fast! I'll update again soon, but probably not tomorrow as I have a baby-sitting job. W00t!
-Cullens4everandever