Chapter 2

Carly didn't flinch when the cold air hit her face as she left the building, nor did she flinch when she was almost hit by a car. She wasn't sure where she was going but all she knew was that she had to get out of there. She ran as fast as she was going, a million different thoughts running through her head. She had trusted him, she had had faith in him. She had even asked him, flat out if he had anything to do with the bombing and he denied it. He had been lying to her all this time. She didn't even notice when Luke turned the corner. She didn't notice him until it was too late.

She laid still in her place on the ground where she had fallen when she smacked into her uncle. She stared up at the sky, a pain in her back beginning to take form. Suddenly, the sky was replaced by Luke's face. His lips seemed to be moving but he wasn't saying anything. She couldn't help but laugh at that.

He frowned in confusion and worry. "What's so funny?" He asked as he offered his arm.

"Nothing," She said as she accepted his arm and he pulled her up.

"Are you okay?" He asked, as he looked her over.

"Yeah I'm fine." She dismissed him with a wave of her hand.

"You don't look fine." He persisted.

"I can take care of myself," She told him with more force in her voice.

He smirked slightly. He wasn't sure if it was the Spencer in her or just being around Sonny so long that made her stubborn as hell but whatever it was, it sure made dealing with her slightly more difficult. But he liked challenges and even though he didn't like Carly, she was family and he had knocked her to the ground. Even if it had been her that had run in to him.

"I know you can," he finally said. She looked really shaken and something told him it wasn't just from her kissing the ground.

She narrowed her eyes at him, wondering why he was being so nice to her. She sighed and relaxed. She wasn't in the mood to be suspicious of Luke's intentions, whatever they were.

"I should go," She said softly as she looked around. Even thought she should go, that didn't mean that meant she knew where she should go.

He watched her intently, she seemed nervous and tense. "Why don't you come to The Haunted Star?" He offered.

When she looked at him skeptically, he continued.

"We can drink, you can gamble. I can buy you drinks if need be after you lose all your money." He said with an impish grin.

Carly looked around, she had nowhere else to go at the moment. She didn't want to see any of her friends; they would see that something was wrong and want to know. Plus, Lorenzo would be looking for her and he wouldn't expect to find her there. So what if Luke might have ulterior motives, they suited her purpose for now.

"Sure," Carly agreed.
 

They walked all the way back to The Haunted Star in silence. Carly wasn't in the mood for cheap conversation and Luke wasn't about to offer it. When they finally arrived, Carly sat down at the bar.

Luke directly went behind it and fixed himself a drink. Then he looked at Carly and fixed her a drink.

She didn't ask what it was, assuming that it was alcoholic, which was all she cared about.

"Care to talk?" He finally asked when they were both on their fourth drink.

"About what?" She asked, trying to pretend that nothing was going on.

"Don't bullshit me Caroline, I know something's wrong and I want to help."

Her eyes widened slightly and she couldn't find something to say for a moment. "And why would you want to do that huh? I'm just your sister's bitch of a daughter!"


"That's exactly the point, you are my sister's daughter, leaving whether you're a bitch or not in question for the time being, you are family."

She bit her lower lip and looked at the counter. "Just give me another," She mumbled, placing her empty glass on the counter.

Silently, he grabbed her cup and got her another drink. Despite whatever had gone on between them and despite whatever he thought of her, he meant what he had said. She was family and well, it would make Bobbie happy if he and Carly had some uncle-niece bonding time. But since that didn't seem like it was going to happen, he excused himself and went into the back room.