Dangerous Territory - Chapter 5
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" What are you talking about?!" says Lulu
" Lu, think about it. Think of what he did to mom all of those years. He looks at you and see's mom. I just don't want history to repeat itself here." says Lucky
" Lucky, he dosen't wanna rape me ok? Why would you even say something like that?" says Lulu
" He just seems like he wants to get you alone or something. Like with this dinner thing. I mean what is that?" says Lucky
" Lucky, just chill out ok? I can take care of myself." says Lulu as she unzips the bag with the dress in it.
It was a beautiful white, long lacy dress with spagetti straps
" This coming from the person who was JUST saying no more than an hour ago that she would die if that bastard touched her again?" says Lucky
" Look Lucky that was before ok? Maybe I can use this infatuation, or whatever it is with me to get us out of here." says Lulu
" This IS NOT a good idea. I don't want you getting hurt." says Lucky
" I won't. I'll be careful. I promise." says Lulu as she changes into the dress
She turns to the vent
" How do I look?" says Lulu
Lucky looks at her, trying to think of where he's seen that dress
" I know..." says Lucky
" What?" says Lulu
" I know that dress. I've seen it before." says Lucky
" What are you talking about?" says Lulu
" I've seen that dress before, Lulu. It's...it's mom's." says Lucky shakily
Lulu looks down at it.
" It probably just looks like one of mom's." says Lulu
" No, Lulu...that's moms dress. I'm sure of it." says Lucky
" Why would he..." says Lulu
Lucky and Lulu look at eachother as Lulu feels tears welling up in her eyes
" Why would he give me one of moms dresses?" says Lulu
" I don't know. Lulu, this isn't a good idea, alright? I have a really bad feeling about all of this." says Lucky
The door to Lulu's room opened as a man stood at the door.
" Mr. Cassadine is waiting." says the man
Lulu nods as she looks at Lucky and then leaves. Lucky watches as the door closes and she disapears from sight. He leans against the wall hoping and praying, that history wouldn't repeat itself
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" What are you talking about?!" says Lulu
" Lu, think about it. Think of what he did to mom all of those years. He looks at you and see's mom. I just don't want history to repeat itself here." says Lucky
" Lucky, he dosen't wanna rape me ok? Why would you even say something like that?" says Lulu
" He just seems like he wants to get you alone or something. Like with this dinner thing. I mean what is that?" says Lucky
" Lucky, just chill out ok? I can take care of myself." says Lulu as she unzips the bag with the dress in it.
It was a beautiful white, long lacy dress with spagetti straps
" This coming from the person who was JUST saying no more than an hour ago that she would die if that bastard touched her again?" says Lucky
" Look Lucky that was before ok? Maybe I can use this infatuation, or whatever it is with me to get us out of here." says Lulu
" This IS NOT a good idea. I don't want you getting hurt." says Lucky
" I won't. I'll be careful. I promise." says Lulu as she changes into the dress
She turns to the vent
" How do I look?" says Lulu
Lucky looks at her, trying to think of where he's seen that dress
" I know..." says Lucky
" What?" says Lulu
" I know that dress. I've seen it before." says Lucky
" What are you talking about?" says Lulu
" I've seen that dress before, Lulu. It's...it's mom's." says Lucky shakily
Lulu looks down at it.
" It probably just looks like one of mom's." says Lulu
" No, Lulu...that's moms dress. I'm sure of it." says Lucky
" Why would he..." says Lulu
Lucky and Lulu look at eachother as Lulu feels tears welling up in her eyes
" Why would he give me one of moms dresses?" says Lulu
" I don't know. Lulu, this isn't a good idea, alright? I have a really bad feeling about all of this." says Lucky
The door to Lulu's room opened as a man stood at the door.
" Mr. Cassadine is waiting." says the man
Lulu nods as she looks at Lucky and then leaves. Lucky watches as the door closes and she disapears from sight. He leans against the wall hoping and praying, that history wouldn't repeat itself
