A/N: Hi! I don't know if any of you read what was supposed to be another
chapter but ended up as just an author's note on the reviews. It's okay if
you didn't. Anyway, it took me about 5 language arts classes, 2 math
classes, and about 5 social studies classes to write this and now I am
neglecting my poor, lonely math book now to type this. (yeah right.) So
please be nice and review when you're done reading, okay?
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"Yes," I heard a man's voice repeat several times. "Yes, of course we will. Yes, I know. Alright, good bye." I heard the click as he hung up the telephone he was on.
I looked back at Lucas, sending him a pensive look.
"Go on," he said, pushing me forward.
I pushed the door open, and walked in, expecting to see Father Dominic and his sky blue eyes smiling up at me from his desk. Only the man sitting there in Father Dominic's chair, in Father Dom's office, wasn't Father Dominic.
This man was anyone but Father Dominic. He was much younger and he had soft brown eyes. The sign on his desk told me that his name was Father Wright. Sure. Not Father Dom.
He looked up. Since he was not a mediator, he could not see me, and was a little weirded out by the door in his office mysteriously opening. He got up, looked around, and then shut the door again, muttering.
I spun around to face Lucas and said, "He's not here. Where is he? He was supposed to be here. Why isn't he here?"
"Look, Suze," Lucas said soothingly, "don't worry, alright? His office is probably moved or something. Come on, I'll ask." Then he led me away by the shoulder.
He walked up to the front desk. "Hello," He said to the secretary. Then he leaned over on one elbow. A lock of his hair fell in front of his eyes and my knees felt weak.
I guess that it wasn't just me because the secretary blushed a little (Lucas is actually very attractive what with his sandy blonde hair and brown eyes) and I wanted to scream, "Don't you have your own husband!?"
Anyway, when she was done blushing, she said, "Hello, how may I help you?"
"Well," Lucas said, "can you tell me where Father Dominic's office is?"
She sighed. "No," She said. "No, I'm afraid that I can't."
Lucas glanced at me, a worried look claiming his face. "Why not?" He asked, his eyes still on me. "What's wrong?"
"The thing is," she began. "Father Dominic had an accident a while back. Very tragic."
I suddenly lost all the feeling in my legs and had to sit down.
"No," I whispered. How could something have had happened to Father Dominic? So I couldn't stand it anymore and left. I didn't want to hear what she was going to say. Because I knew exactly what she would tell me: Father Dominic was dead.
Lucas's pov:
She left. Just like that. Though I really don't blame her. I'm sure we both had a feeling about what she would tell us.
"Oh," I said softly. "Oh, alright then. Thank you, ma'am" She looked a little taken aback because I didn't ask what was wrong, but I didn't care.
I needed to talk with someone I could trust. I knew Suze wanted to be left alone. And I knew only one other person who would understand me, and could actually relate to my problems.
So I drove up to his apartment, climbed a few flights of stairs, then knocked on the door. He opened it and squinted at me. "Lucas, is that you?"
"Yeah, man." I grinned.
"Wow," he said. "I haven't seen you in a while. What brings you here?"
"I've got a problem," I said. "Actually, there's a lot of thing that I think you should know."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Well, come in," he said and I followed him inside.
A/N: Many more twists on the way. In the meantime, please REVIEW! I love u guys, Luna.
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"Yes," I heard a man's voice repeat several times. "Yes, of course we will. Yes, I know. Alright, good bye." I heard the click as he hung up the telephone he was on.
I looked back at Lucas, sending him a pensive look.
"Go on," he said, pushing me forward.
I pushed the door open, and walked in, expecting to see Father Dominic and his sky blue eyes smiling up at me from his desk. Only the man sitting there in Father Dominic's chair, in Father Dom's office, wasn't Father Dominic.
This man was anyone but Father Dominic. He was much younger and he had soft brown eyes. The sign on his desk told me that his name was Father Wright. Sure. Not Father Dom.
He looked up. Since he was not a mediator, he could not see me, and was a little weirded out by the door in his office mysteriously opening. He got up, looked around, and then shut the door again, muttering.
I spun around to face Lucas and said, "He's not here. Where is he? He was supposed to be here. Why isn't he here?"
"Look, Suze," Lucas said soothingly, "don't worry, alright? His office is probably moved or something. Come on, I'll ask." Then he led me away by the shoulder.
He walked up to the front desk. "Hello," He said to the secretary. Then he leaned over on one elbow. A lock of his hair fell in front of his eyes and my knees felt weak.
I guess that it wasn't just me because the secretary blushed a little (Lucas is actually very attractive what with his sandy blonde hair and brown eyes) and I wanted to scream, "Don't you have your own husband!?"
Anyway, when she was done blushing, she said, "Hello, how may I help you?"
"Well," Lucas said, "can you tell me where Father Dominic's office is?"
She sighed. "No," She said. "No, I'm afraid that I can't."
Lucas glanced at me, a worried look claiming his face. "Why not?" He asked, his eyes still on me. "What's wrong?"
"The thing is," she began. "Father Dominic had an accident a while back. Very tragic."
I suddenly lost all the feeling in my legs and had to sit down.
"No," I whispered. How could something have had happened to Father Dominic? So I couldn't stand it anymore and left. I didn't want to hear what she was going to say. Because I knew exactly what she would tell me: Father Dominic was dead.
Lucas's pov:
She left. Just like that. Though I really don't blame her. I'm sure we both had a feeling about what she would tell us.
"Oh," I said softly. "Oh, alright then. Thank you, ma'am" She looked a little taken aback because I didn't ask what was wrong, but I didn't care.
I needed to talk with someone I could trust. I knew Suze wanted to be left alone. And I knew only one other person who would understand me, and could actually relate to my problems.
So I drove up to his apartment, climbed a few flights of stairs, then knocked on the door. He opened it and squinted at me. "Lucas, is that you?"
"Yeah, man." I grinned.
"Wow," he said. "I haven't seen you in a while. What brings you here?"
"I've got a problem," I said. "Actually, there's a lot of thing that I think you should know."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Well, come in," he said and I followed him inside.
A/N: Many more twists on the way. In the meantime, please REVIEW! I love u guys, Luna.