A New Face in the Race
Chapter 6
Luke's club
"Well that was a total waste of time" Luke said defeated and exhausted. He noticed Jason didn't hear, but was indeed stuck in thought.
"Jason?" Luke said catching his attention.
"Oh, sorry. What?"
"You okay?"
"Yeah, just preoccupied, don't worry."
"No really, what is it?" Luke asked worried.
"It's just.your talking about Lucky has brought another issue up."
"Brenda has been bothering you about the idea of children?"
"Not bothering, don't get me wrong I want a son or daughter, really."
"But?"
"What if this happens, I mean, I don't know what I would do."
"I know, I seem like I am handling it well, but really I'm scared I'm never going to see Lucky again."
"You shouldn't think of it that way, I mean this Bowen guy wants revenge, he kills Lucky and he won't have any."
"True, but, still it's hard no matter what. What about adopting?"
"I don't know, I know those children are countless, but all that paper work and court, and things that go with adopting. Besides I don't even have a kid of my own! How am I going to raise one without experience."
"You learn from experience, trust me on this."
Unknown Location
The figure's instinct kicked in and bit Lucky.
"Ow! You bit me!" Lucky immediately aided his finger.
"You're the one who grabbed me," The figure stated.
Lucky turned around to see a young girl and immediately apologized, "Sorry I thought it was that Bowen guy."
Lucky looked at the girl, she wore all black. A black knee-length skirt, a black t-shirt, and ankle length boots. She must be gothic, from the look of her. She had brown hair and brown eyes, a pale reflection. Her make-up was simple and yet freaky looking, she wore a depressed frown.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer." The girl stated after she got tired of this boy stare at her.
"Oh sorry, your appearance is unique."
"Thank you for your kind words. What are you doing here?"
"This guy kidnapped me, and is keeping me hostage."
"Why?" The girl questioned.
"He said revenge."
"You scared?"
"Slightly." Lucky asked acting if he was that, she noticed.
"You shouldn't let my dad scare you, he lives off people's fear."
Lucky was about to protest, when he heard a certain word.
"That Bowen guy is your dad?"
"He could careless I'm around, besides it's mutual."
"If you don't mind me prying, what happened to your mom?"
"My mom died of breast cancer a few years back."
"I'm sorry."
She walked up to a crate and sat on top of it.
"Yeah, me too. She was the last person I could count on, now I'm on my own."
"You have no friends?"
"My dad keeps me pretty much locked up here. He doesn't want it known he has a daughter really."
"Protection reasons?" Lucky asked sitting next to her.
"Hah! He could careless if was killed! He curses the day I was born."
"That sucks."
"You don't know the half of it! Yeah well, when I turn 18 I'm out of here, and I'm never going to talk or even speak of him again."
Luke's club
"Well that was a total waste of time" Luke said defeated and exhausted. He noticed Jason didn't hear, but was indeed stuck in thought.
"Jason?" Luke said catching his attention.
"Oh, sorry. What?"
"You okay?"
"Yeah, just preoccupied, don't worry."
"No really, what is it?" Luke asked worried.
"It's just.your talking about Lucky has brought another issue up."
"Brenda has been bothering you about the idea of children?"
"Not bothering, don't get me wrong I want a son or daughter, really."
"But?"
"What if this happens, I mean, I don't know what I would do."
"I know, I seem like I am handling it well, but really I'm scared I'm never going to see Lucky again."
"You shouldn't think of it that way, I mean this Bowen guy wants revenge, he kills Lucky and he won't have any."
"True, but, still it's hard no matter what. What about adopting?"
"I don't know, I know those children are countless, but all that paper work and court, and things that go with adopting. Besides I don't even have a kid of my own! How am I going to raise one without experience."
"You learn from experience, trust me on this."
Unknown Location
The figure's instinct kicked in and bit Lucky.
"Ow! You bit me!" Lucky immediately aided his finger.
"You're the one who grabbed me," The figure stated.
Lucky turned around to see a young girl and immediately apologized, "Sorry I thought it was that Bowen guy."
Lucky looked at the girl, she wore all black. A black knee-length skirt, a black t-shirt, and ankle length boots. She must be gothic, from the look of her. She had brown hair and brown eyes, a pale reflection. Her make-up was simple and yet freaky looking, she wore a depressed frown.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer." The girl stated after she got tired of this boy stare at her.
"Oh sorry, your appearance is unique."
"Thank you for your kind words. What are you doing here?"
"This guy kidnapped me, and is keeping me hostage."
"Why?" The girl questioned.
"He said revenge."
"You scared?"
"Slightly." Lucky asked acting if he was that, she noticed.
"You shouldn't let my dad scare you, he lives off people's fear."
Lucky was about to protest, when he heard a certain word.
"That Bowen guy is your dad?"
"He could careless I'm around, besides it's mutual."
"If you don't mind me prying, what happened to your mom?"
"My mom died of breast cancer a few years back."
"I'm sorry."
She walked up to a crate and sat on top of it.
"Yeah, me too. She was the last person I could count on, now I'm on my own."
"You have no friends?"
"My dad keeps me pretty much locked up here. He doesn't want it known he has a daughter really."
"Protection reasons?" Lucky asked sitting next to her.
"Hah! He could careless if was killed! He curses the day I was born."
"That sucks."
"You don't know the half of it! Yeah well, when I turn 18 I'm out of here, and I'm never going to talk or even speak of him again."