A new face out of the race
Chapter 21
Lucky was suddenly shoved backwards as Zander came into close contact. He hit the ground hard and almost let out a grunt of pain. He wouldn't let Zander know how much that had hurt him though. With his supposed concussion, he was already on a bit of a disadvantage. Lucky put his hands in front of him, and tried standing. It was a good thing he did that quickly because Zander approached him once again, his hands curled into fists. He dodged one of them and leaned against the bed. He needed to get a hold of his vision. If he got any dizzier, he would start seeing double. That would definitely not be a good thing. Zander stalked closer to Lucky again. He almost dodged him again, but Zander got a good hold on him and threw him on the floor near the tables and chairs. Lucky looked over at one of the broken chairs and grabbed a piece of wood and threw it at Zander. It hit a good mark, on Zander's head to be exact. Zander staggered and rubbed where the piece of wood hit. This also gave Lucky some time to get a hold on the situation. He quickly stood up and stalked up to Zander. It was time to make him feel some pain. Lucky grabbed him and pushed him to a small night table, the shelf above then fell on Zander's head, along with the vases placed on it. Lucky watched Zander fall and stalked to the door, he needed to get Emily and get out of here. He didn't even get close to the door. Zander steadily stood and grabbed Lucky and threw him near the table again. Lucky fell on the table, and the table fell under him. Zander watched Lucky struggle out of the mess. Lucky stood up and walked to Zander. Then a few punches were thrown or blocked, and Zander threw Lucky on the floor for the last time. Lucky blinked trying to stay conscious. Then a door was thrown open. Lucky couldn't see the person because Zander was in the way. Zander turned around, granting Lucky a look.
"What is happening in here?" They demanded. Lucky and Zander stared at the open door. There standing half way into the room was Emily.
"Well?" She demanded, but they didn't answer her. She walked the rest of the way into the room and looked around. The room was messy with broken chairs, vases, and tables. She looked at Zander then at Lucky. He was sitting on the floor with blood seeping from his lip. "Lucky!" She exclaimed and ran to his side. She helped him up and helped him into one of the few unbroken chairs. "Are you okay?" She asked, worried.
Lucky couldn't speak. He tried but no sound came out, so he just nodded.
"Would you mind explaining what happened here?" She asked, oblivious to the other occupant in the room.
Lucky found his voice and started to say something, but Zander interrupted. "What about me? Why not ask me?" He demanded of her.
Emily looked up at him. She slowly walked up to Zander. "Why not ask you?" She started out sweetly, but her voice grew louder with anger. "Because I suppose he'll be the most reasonable one between the two of you, you thick skulled idiot!" Emily screamed. Zander blinked back in shock. "Besides, I'm guessing you started whatever happened, with your quick temper and all." Emily finished at a quieter tone and walked back to Lucky. She grabbed another unbroken chair and sat down.
"Lucky, what happened here?" She asked sincerely.
Lucky willed away his dizziness and spoke. "He," Lucky motioned toward Zander, "came in her to talk supposedly. So we talked but after I asked a question he totally lost it." Lucky explained.
"I did not..." Zander started to protest, but bit it back when he saw Emily give him a dirty look. Emily glared at him for a few moments to make sure he would stay silent while Lucky talked.
Emily nodded. "Okay, what question was that?" She asked sincerely. She needed to know what the comment was to know what set Zander off.
Lucky glared at Zander. "I don't think it's relevant." He said, if she knew the question was about her, it was hard to say what Emily would do.
"Well, seeing that Zander 'lost it', it's relevant." Emily said and waited with an answer.
"It was about family matters." Lucky lied. It wasn't a total lie they did talk about family. And, he justified further, Emily is considered family with either of them.
"Well, seeing Zander didn't have a family that actually cared it's possible that it set him off. I think it was something else myself, but I'll take the lie for the moment." Emily justified. "Okay, so he lost it. What happened from there?" Emily studied him closely.
"Our anger towards each other led to violence." Lucky explained simply. It was true enough. Emily didn't like violence, with her past with her biological father. He understood that.
Emily studied the once clean room again. Now it was a pigsty. Emily gulped. "I guess I should have realized that." She said and closed her eyes. She shook the memories away from her mind. The last thing she needed was to cry or remember her father's abuse. Not here, not right now.
Lucky watched Emily as she did that. Great job Lucky, he thought, you made the girl you love remember past pains! He never thought fights or evidence of a struggle would upset Emily. He didn't remember Emily's past until Emily questioned him. He didn't think about the results of anger or a fight. He didn't think anything through!
Emily looked at Zander who was just standing there sheepishly. "Do you have any changes to Lucky's story?" She asked, trying to keep strong. The last thing she needed was to fall apart.
Zander knew he shouldn't with Emily's current emotions, but he couldn't keep quiet. "Just one." He said, and knew those two words wouldn't help the situation any. Just hurt Emily, her relationships, and her feelings toward either man in the room.
Emily blinked furiously, willing away the tears and signs of weakness. "What's that?" She asked, eyes closed.
"The question wasn't really about family." Zander admitted.
"What was it about then?" She asked.
"You." He said quietly, so the answer wouldn't extend past the door.
"Me." Emily whispered to herself. "Why would I be an issue?" She looked at Zander, then Lucky.
Lucky answered the question himself. He hated Emily to find out his feelings for her this way, but he supposed it was necessary. But at least they were out. "I love you Emily." He said. Emily's eyes widened in shock. "Zander feels the same way." Lucky painfully confessed.
Author's note: There you go. The fight you have all been waiting for. I had trouble writing it, so certain parts belong to Sister of the Moon's Shot in an alley. So some credit goes to that. I don't have much to say other than to keep reviewing and to possibly review after reading this. Advanced thanks if you do.
Lucky was suddenly shoved backwards as Zander came into close contact. He hit the ground hard and almost let out a grunt of pain. He wouldn't let Zander know how much that had hurt him though. With his supposed concussion, he was already on a bit of a disadvantage. Lucky put his hands in front of him, and tried standing. It was a good thing he did that quickly because Zander approached him once again, his hands curled into fists. He dodged one of them and leaned against the bed. He needed to get a hold of his vision. If he got any dizzier, he would start seeing double. That would definitely not be a good thing. Zander stalked closer to Lucky again. He almost dodged him again, but Zander got a good hold on him and threw him on the floor near the tables and chairs. Lucky looked over at one of the broken chairs and grabbed a piece of wood and threw it at Zander. It hit a good mark, on Zander's head to be exact. Zander staggered and rubbed where the piece of wood hit. This also gave Lucky some time to get a hold on the situation. He quickly stood up and stalked up to Zander. It was time to make him feel some pain. Lucky grabbed him and pushed him to a small night table, the shelf above then fell on Zander's head, along with the vases placed on it. Lucky watched Zander fall and stalked to the door, he needed to get Emily and get out of here. He didn't even get close to the door. Zander steadily stood and grabbed Lucky and threw him near the table again. Lucky fell on the table, and the table fell under him. Zander watched Lucky struggle out of the mess. Lucky stood up and walked to Zander. Then a few punches were thrown or blocked, and Zander threw Lucky on the floor for the last time. Lucky blinked trying to stay conscious. Then a door was thrown open. Lucky couldn't see the person because Zander was in the way. Zander turned around, granting Lucky a look.
"What is happening in here?" They demanded. Lucky and Zander stared at the open door. There standing half way into the room was Emily.
"Well?" She demanded, but they didn't answer her. She walked the rest of the way into the room and looked around. The room was messy with broken chairs, vases, and tables. She looked at Zander then at Lucky. He was sitting on the floor with blood seeping from his lip. "Lucky!" She exclaimed and ran to his side. She helped him up and helped him into one of the few unbroken chairs. "Are you okay?" She asked, worried.
Lucky couldn't speak. He tried but no sound came out, so he just nodded.
"Would you mind explaining what happened here?" She asked, oblivious to the other occupant in the room.
Lucky found his voice and started to say something, but Zander interrupted. "What about me? Why not ask me?" He demanded of her.
Emily looked up at him. She slowly walked up to Zander. "Why not ask you?" She started out sweetly, but her voice grew louder with anger. "Because I suppose he'll be the most reasonable one between the two of you, you thick skulled idiot!" Emily screamed. Zander blinked back in shock. "Besides, I'm guessing you started whatever happened, with your quick temper and all." Emily finished at a quieter tone and walked back to Lucky. She grabbed another unbroken chair and sat down.
"Lucky, what happened here?" She asked sincerely.
Lucky willed away his dizziness and spoke. "He," Lucky motioned toward Zander, "came in her to talk supposedly. So we talked but after I asked a question he totally lost it." Lucky explained.
"I did not..." Zander started to protest, but bit it back when he saw Emily give him a dirty look. Emily glared at him for a few moments to make sure he would stay silent while Lucky talked.
Emily nodded. "Okay, what question was that?" She asked sincerely. She needed to know what the comment was to know what set Zander off.
Lucky glared at Zander. "I don't think it's relevant." He said, if she knew the question was about her, it was hard to say what Emily would do.
"Well, seeing that Zander 'lost it', it's relevant." Emily said and waited with an answer.
"It was about family matters." Lucky lied. It wasn't a total lie they did talk about family. And, he justified further, Emily is considered family with either of them.
"Well, seeing Zander didn't have a family that actually cared it's possible that it set him off. I think it was something else myself, but I'll take the lie for the moment." Emily justified. "Okay, so he lost it. What happened from there?" Emily studied him closely.
"Our anger towards each other led to violence." Lucky explained simply. It was true enough. Emily didn't like violence, with her past with her biological father. He understood that.
Emily studied the once clean room again. Now it was a pigsty. Emily gulped. "I guess I should have realized that." She said and closed her eyes. She shook the memories away from her mind. The last thing she needed was to cry or remember her father's abuse. Not here, not right now.
Lucky watched Emily as she did that. Great job Lucky, he thought, you made the girl you love remember past pains! He never thought fights or evidence of a struggle would upset Emily. He didn't remember Emily's past until Emily questioned him. He didn't think about the results of anger or a fight. He didn't think anything through!
Emily looked at Zander who was just standing there sheepishly. "Do you have any changes to Lucky's story?" She asked, trying to keep strong. The last thing she needed was to fall apart.
Zander knew he shouldn't with Emily's current emotions, but he couldn't keep quiet. "Just one." He said, and knew those two words wouldn't help the situation any. Just hurt Emily, her relationships, and her feelings toward either man in the room.
Emily blinked furiously, willing away the tears and signs of weakness. "What's that?" She asked, eyes closed.
"The question wasn't really about family." Zander admitted.
"What was it about then?" She asked.
"You." He said quietly, so the answer wouldn't extend past the door.
"Me." Emily whispered to herself. "Why would I be an issue?" She looked at Zander, then Lucky.
Lucky answered the question himself. He hated Emily to find out his feelings for her this way, but he supposed it was necessary. But at least they were out. "I love you Emily." He said. Emily's eyes widened in shock. "Zander feels the same way." Lucky painfully confessed.
Author's note: There you go. The fight you have all been waiting for. I had trouble writing it, so certain parts belong to Sister of the Moon's Shot in an alley. So some credit goes to that. I don't have much to say other than to keep reviewing and to possibly review after reading this. Advanced thanks if you do.