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Little Secrets

Chapter Two:

Defeat

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"Hello? Who is this?" Answered a male with a slight Cuban accent.

"Miguel?"

"Yes. Who is this?" Miguel asked again. All Miguel could see on the vid-link was black, which meant that whoever he was talking to did not want to be seen and turned the screen off on their end.

"This is Lucas. Is Ben around?" Lucas asked pleadingly.

"Yea, hold on a sec. He is in the bathroom, getting ready. Are you doing okay over there? Are you and your dad having fun?" The older man questioned sincerely.

"I'm okay, I just really want to talk to Ben. Please Miguel!" Lucas almost whined.

"Okay, okay, I'll get him!" Miguel answered quickly.

Lucas heard a barely audible conversation in the background.

"Hello Luke, this is Ben. What you up to kiddo?" Ben asked concerned.

"I just really wanted to see a friendly face and hear your voice. Sorry to bother you and all!" Lucas replied.

"It's okay kiddo, you can never bother me! How come you turned the camera off over there?" Ben questioned.

"Uhhh." Lucas had to think quickly. "I'm on dad's computer and don't want to mess with his settings."

"Oh, well, okay." Ben answered, not totally believing what the teen had told him.

"Are you really okay Luke?" Ben asked, sounding really concerned.

"Yea. I don't know.I just.I'm sorry. I'll let you go have some fun. See you in two days," Lucas spoke quickly.

"Whoa! Two days? In two days we will have left port. We are leaving tomorrow Luke. Did you loose track of days or something?"

"TOMORROW!" Lucas retorted.

"Yea, tomorrow, the twelfth. You must really be out of it. Did you stay up late last night on the computer and just loose a day or what?"

"Yea, I must have. Thanks Ben." Lucas had to stop himself from crying. He knew he had to get off and go back to his room before his father awoke again. "Talk to you tomorrow Ben. Thanks, you really don't know what this conversation did for me. Oh, and tell Miguel thanks too!" Lucas quickly flipped off the vid-link and went back to his room as quick as he could manage with a sprained ankle. He could not hold it in any longer and broke down into sobs. He had been unconscious for over a day. He laid there and cried himself to sleep.

Lucas awoke to a hand touching his face. He opened his non-swollen eye and saw that it was his father. He tried to scoot away, fearing what his father wanted, but had nowhere to go. He closed his eye and accepted defeat.