A new face out of the race
Chapter 11
Lucky woke to a feminine voice calling his name. "Lucky. Lucky, wake up. Please wake up." It called desperately while shaking him. He opened his eyes slightly, seeing a scared looking brunette. He groaned and opened his eyes fully. He tried focusing, but the light was too much, so he shut them again. "Lucky, I know you're awake. Open your eyes." Lucky thought the voice was familiar, but then it clicked. It was Emily. He opened his eyes and stood up. It was a bad move. He had a painful headache. No, make that migraine. "Emily?" He called, hoping everything would stop spinning.
"I think you have a concussion, you should lay back down." She said while assisting him to do that. He leaned back and looked around the room. There were two doors and the floor was wood with a few rugs. There was a table at one corner of the room, while the others were bare. A few other various furniture pieces were spread around the room. The big bed was leaning against one wall. The room was full of purples and golds. The bedspread had purple and gold spirals he noted. It felt unwelcome though. Why? He wondered. Then it clicked. There were no windows or vents.
"Where are we?" He asked, immediately getting suspicious of the room.
"I..." Emily stuttered. "I don't know."
A million questions ran through his head. Was the door unlocked? If it was, why was Emily still here? How did Emily get here anyway? Forget that, why was he here? Why were they here? Lucky slowly leaned up and leaned to the side of the bed. He stood up and slowly walked toward the doors, leaning on objects around the room. He made it to the door and tried turning it. Yep, it was locked. He started to sway, but Emily quickly went to his side and led him back to the bed. "What were you doing? What part of 'I think you have a concussion', don't you understand?" She asked sitting next to him.
Lucky just sat back on the pillows and closed his eyes, hoping everything would stop spinning. "Lucky?" She asked with worry in her voice. She gently touched his arm, but he roughly pushed it away. He opened his eyes and saw the hurt on her face. Emily left his side and went to an edge of the bed, away from him. Lucky groaned. Why did he push her away? All she wants is some comfort in this situation. Whatever 'this situation' was. "I'm sorry Em." He apologized.
"That's okay, it just proved my suspicions correct." She gave a small smile. "The best way to make them go away is to sleep."
Lucky shook his head, and immediately regretted it. "Not until I get some things straight." He said closing his eyes for a few seconds. He opened them again, seeing Emily sitting next to him again.
"What things straight?" Emily asked. She knew how stubborn can be, so she didn't push his injury just yet.
"How do you know I had a concussion?" Lucky asked, looking at her.
"I read about it in a book I got from a library." She answered. She couldn't remember if it was an encyclopedia or a regular book.
"Okay. How did we get here?" Lucky asked looking around for the room again.
"I don't know about you, but I was walking after..." Emily stopped. She didn't know if he knew about Friday night.
"Jason called me and told me." Lucky said. He was curious about that night, but now wasn't the time to ask about it.
"Oh, okay. In that case after I left I was looking for some shelter from the wind and I encountered Zander." She explained. Lucky tensed when he heard the name, but she continued nonetheless. "I just wanted to be alone, so I just blew him off. Next thing I know he caught up to me and grabbed me from behind. He put a cloth on my mouth and everything went black. I woke up here with you still unconscious." She explained, playing with her wrist.
"Chloroform." Lucky said. He noticed her playing with her wrist. "Let me see your wrist." He reached for it and Emily didn't fight him. She looked down on the bed when he pulled her long sleeve shirt's sleeve up above it. If he didn't believe Emily's story, this would have been proof. There were greenish bruises on her wrist. He made a mental note to talk to Zander later. He pulled the sleeve back down and let it go. He leaned back against the pillow and closed his eyes.
Emily looked up at him again. "Okay, your exhausted. You really need to sleep." Emily said pushing his injury now.
"Okay, but only on one condition." Lucky opened his eyes and looked over at her. He was too tired to fight.
Emily gave a puzzled look. "What condition?" She asked. If he'd sleep, she'd do whatever it was.
"You sleep as well." Lucky said and grinned.
"Lucky, I don't need to..." Emily started, but Lucky quickly interrupted her.
"No, Em. You need sleep. Don't deny it, because those bags under your eyes and pale skin aren't the latest fashion." Lucky watched her. He'd make her sleep if he had to. Lucky relaxed when Emily nodded. Emily turned away from him and to the other side of the bed. She laid her head on the other pillow and was out like a light bulb in a matter of seconds. Lucky watched her for a few moments and turned over to where Emily's back was facing him. He put his hands around Emily's waist and pulled her close. He smiled when he smelled her perfume. It was a wondrous smell. He fell asleep a few minutes later listening to her breathing.
Author: Hey, thanks so much for the reviews. And since were talking reviews, some of you mentioned Melissa. Tell me; do you like her this way? Inform me when you hopefully review again, or you are free to email me to talk about the story. My email address is cleopatrathundercatfan@hotmail.com. Future thanks for your reviews.
Lucky woke to a feminine voice calling his name. "Lucky. Lucky, wake up. Please wake up." It called desperately while shaking him. He opened his eyes slightly, seeing a scared looking brunette. He groaned and opened his eyes fully. He tried focusing, but the light was too much, so he shut them again. "Lucky, I know you're awake. Open your eyes." Lucky thought the voice was familiar, but then it clicked. It was Emily. He opened his eyes and stood up. It was a bad move. He had a painful headache. No, make that migraine. "Emily?" He called, hoping everything would stop spinning.
"I think you have a concussion, you should lay back down." She said while assisting him to do that. He leaned back and looked around the room. There were two doors and the floor was wood with a few rugs. There was a table at one corner of the room, while the others were bare. A few other various furniture pieces were spread around the room. The big bed was leaning against one wall. The room was full of purples and golds. The bedspread had purple and gold spirals he noted. It felt unwelcome though. Why? He wondered. Then it clicked. There were no windows or vents.
"Where are we?" He asked, immediately getting suspicious of the room.
"I..." Emily stuttered. "I don't know."
A million questions ran through his head. Was the door unlocked? If it was, why was Emily still here? How did Emily get here anyway? Forget that, why was he here? Why were they here? Lucky slowly leaned up and leaned to the side of the bed. He stood up and slowly walked toward the doors, leaning on objects around the room. He made it to the door and tried turning it. Yep, it was locked. He started to sway, but Emily quickly went to his side and led him back to the bed. "What were you doing? What part of 'I think you have a concussion', don't you understand?" She asked sitting next to him.
Lucky just sat back on the pillows and closed his eyes, hoping everything would stop spinning. "Lucky?" She asked with worry in her voice. She gently touched his arm, but he roughly pushed it away. He opened his eyes and saw the hurt on her face. Emily left his side and went to an edge of the bed, away from him. Lucky groaned. Why did he push her away? All she wants is some comfort in this situation. Whatever 'this situation' was. "I'm sorry Em." He apologized.
"That's okay, it just proved my suspicions correct." She gave a small smile. "The best way to make them go away is to sleep."
Lucky shook his head, and immediately regretted it. "Not until I get some things straight." He said closing his eyes for a few seconds. He opened them again, seeing Emily sitting next to him again.
"What things straight?" Emily asked. She knew how stubborn can be, so she didn't push his injury just yet.
"How do you know I had a concussion?" Lucky asked, looking at her.
"I read about it in a book I got from a library." She answered. She couldn't remember if it was an encyclopedia or a regular book.
"Okay. How did we get here?" Lucky asked looking around for the room again.
"I don't know about you, but I was walking after..." Emily stopped. She didn't know if he knew about Friday night.
"Jason called me and told me." Lucky said. He was curious about that night, but now wasn't the time to ask about it.
"Oh, okay. In that case after I left I was looking for some shelter from the wind and I encountered Zander." She explained. Lucky tensed when he heard the name, but she continued nonetheless. "I just wanted to be alone, so I just blew him off. Next thing I know he caught up to me and grabbed me from behind. He put a cloth on my mouth and everything went black. I woke up here with you still unconscious." She explained, playing with her wrist.
"Chloroform." Lucky said. He noticed her playing with her wrist. "Let me see your wrist." He reached for it and Emily didn't fight him. She looked down on the bed when he pulled her long sleeve shirt's sleeve up above it. If he didn't believe Emily's story, this would have been proof. There were greenish bruises on her wrist. He made a mental note to talk to Zander later. He pulled the sleeve back down and let it go. He leaned back against the pillow and closed his eyes.
Emily looked up at him again. "Okay, your exhausted. You really need to sleep." Emily said pushing his injury now.
"Okay, but only on one condition." Lucky opened his eyes and looked over at her. He was too tired to fight.
Emily gave a puzzled look. "What condition?" She asked. If he'd sleep, she'd do whatever it was.
"You sleep as well." Lucky said and grinned.
"Lucky, I don't need to..." Emily started, but Lucky quickly interrupted her.
"No, Em. You need sleep. Don't deny it, because those bags under your eyes and pale skin aren't the latest fashion." Lucky watched her. He'd make her sleep if he had to. Lucky relaxed when Emily nodded. Emily turned away from him and to the other side of the bed. She laid her head on the other pillow and was out like a light bulb in a matter of seconds. Lucky watched her for a few moments and turned over to where Emily's back was facing him. He put his hands around Emily's waist and pulled her close. He smiled when he smelled her perfume. It was a wondrous smell. He fell asleep a few minutes later listening to her breathing.
Author: Hey, thanks so much for the reviews. And since were talking reviews, some of you mentioned Melissa. Tell me; do you like her this way? Inform me when you hopefully review again, or you are free to email me to talk about the story. My email address is cleopatrathundercatfan@hotmail.com. Future thanks for your reviews.