A new face out of the race
Chapter 23
Emily ran to the room she was in before, and slammed the door. She saw the red and blue colors of the room blurrily as she started to cry again. She slumped against the door, and slid down onto the floor. She brought her knees to her chin and leaned her face against her thighs and let her skirt soak up her tears. She tightly held her knees together with her crossed hands.
When Emily felt she could cry no more, she lifted her face from her thighs and looked around the room again. The curtains were closed so no light could get through. No light from yonder window breaks for her. There was no Romeo, and she wasn't a Juliet. She was just a troubled teen with a life of lies. She was broken for the millionth time in her life and she was barely sixteen!
She supposed she could be considered lucky given two guys were pinning for her love, but she didn't see it as such. She considered it exactly the opposite. It was terrible! She knew without a doubt she loved Lucky. She had for a long time. But then there was Zander. He supposedly was her childhood friend, but she didn't know if that was true. He was still a great guy, given his deeds and the present circumstances. She had wanted to tell him in the room that she didn't feel that way for him, but she couldn't hurt him like that. She sensed he feels the need to be loved, and had fallen in love with her, and wanted the feelings returned. She also stayed quiet because if he learned that, he probably would have lost his temper. She didn't like being the temper's victim either. She couldn't handle it, or else she would go mad or lose her courage.
Emily looked at the bed decorated with a mixes of blue and red. Her eyes felt heavy, and she reached for the doorknob. She assisted herself off the floor with it and walked to the bed. She reached it and laid down on the covers. She put her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. This was a dream it was all a dream. She would wake up and everything would be okay, she thought as she fell into a deep sleep.
In Lucky's room...
Lucky paced the room with extreme impatience. He had lost it all when all that crap with Zander happened. How can Zander say he care about Emily, but not be civil or make a truce with him to make Emily feel better? It didn't make sense!
Nothing made sense anymore except Emily. Lucky supposed he should go to her. The guard must have gone somewhere because he would have stopped Emily from entering when she heard his and Zander's shouts. He could simply walk out and go to Emily's room. He would tell her that they needed to leave, and he doubted she would fight him on that. Sure, she didn't technically have a home now, but he had a feeling she wanted to be anywhere than here. He would take her to his home, with Jason's permission of course, and then they would have a heart to heart. He'd tell her properly he loved her and start the process of Emily's healing. It'd be a hard road, but she would get through it with his help. Along with Jason's, possibly Melissa's, and his family's support.
With his decision made, Lucky walked to the door and opened it. He peaked out of the door to make sure no one would see him. The guard wasn't there, and Zander wasn't either. He silently walked toward the door he suspected Emily was at. He once again looked around the hall, still no one. One can't be too careful, he supposed. He creaked open a door and walked in. A window was open in a corner of the room and the sunlight creeped from it. It was another bedroom, but it was green and white. More elegant than the other ones so he saw. It must have been Helena's. It had a large mirror surrounded by a night table and a dresser. On the other side there was a trunk in front of the bed. The bed itself was huge, but add the curtains around it, you had a titanic size bed! Lucky came to the attention that he was supposed to be looking for Emily not checking out Helena's crib.
He closed the door and went to the next one. He opened it and looked inside. It was more masculine than the other rooms and assumed it was Zander's. He quickly closed it quietly. The last thing he needed was Zander in his face again.
Lucky crept to the next room and opened it. He peaked in and saw it was more feminine than masculine so he was safe. He walked into complete darkness. He searched around the walls for a switch, but found none. There might be a window, he said and began searching for one. When he found a think piece of cloth he opened it a bit. He breathed a sigh of relief when it was a window. He hadn't seen a window in days! Lucky smiled and studied the outside. The sun was almost down, and a shadow fell over the landscape. It was almost night! He figured he had been here for at least three days when he studied the moon. It was now a small fingernail. The night Emily had disappeared it was a larger fingernail. Dark was coming and the little moonlight would be a blessing. If he sneaked out with Emily, he wouldn't be seen. Lucky turned and walked to the door. He had his hand on the doorknob when he heard a sound. Lucky immediately stopped all movement and opened his ears. A few seconds later it came again. It was a soft sound, barely audible.
Lucky turned away from the door and let his hand fall away from the knob. He waited for the sound again and walked to where it came from. The room was still dark so he moved slowly and steadily towards the sound. He came to a spot where the sound was louder and knew he was close. One step more and encountered what he guessed was a pole. He moved to the right more and grabbed on another thick cloth. The sound came again. It was a person! He realized, a person breathing. Possibly Emily! Lucky stepped to the right once more and fell through. It was a bed curtain, and it was open. Lucky stood up again and cautiously walked around the edge of the bed. Lucky blinked and saw something white. It was a pillow. He walked toward it and touched it. He felt the cotton of the material and felt something else. It was a silk like texture, long and soft. Lucky smiled. It must be Emily's hair. Lucky knew his eyes must be getting used to the dark and found himself staring at a sleeping beauty. She was brown haired with a whitish- pinkish skin color. It was his Emily!
Lucky leaned closer and whispered her name. Emily didn't acknowledge the voice and went on peacefully dozing. He said it louder and Emily made a small sound. It wasn't a groan, nor was it a sign, but a word or phrase. He said Emily's name even louder and she said one word. "Sleep." Emily murmured quietly, still half asleep and her eyes closed.
"Em, wake up. You can sleep all you want later, I promise. But we have to go!" Lucky said as loud as he could, which was really not that loud given the circumstances.
"Go where?" She replied, struggling to open her eyes.
"Home." Lucky said and he rubbed her left cheek gently.
"Home?" Emily asked and opened her eyes. She blinked a few times and smiled. "Lucky." She said dreamily.
Lucky couldn't help it and smiled too. "Yeah." He responded. "It's me."
Emily smiled and struggled to keep awake. Lucky could tell she was exhausted and needed some rest. She would get it, just not right now. "Come on." He urged her, "You need to get up. We have to get out of here."
Emily said something inaudible and tried leaning up. When she got her feet above the ground and on the right side, Lucky reached for her midriff. He didn't get there the first time, but the second time. He accidentally got her chest and her breasts rubbed against his arms and hand. Lucky quickly removed his hand and arms and moved them downwards to her waist. He helped her stand and they barely got a few steps away from the bed when the light flickered on. Emily laid her head on Lucky's left shoulder and blinked away the light. Lucky still protectively held her to him at her waist and did the same. When he focused he saw someone was standing in front of the open door.
"Going somewhere?" They asked and stepped closer to them. Emily had closed her eyes so she opened them again. The voice was familiar. Emily let out a gasp as she saw the person. It was Zander!
Zander had seemed not to hear Emily's gasp and was concentrated on Lucky. "I told you I wouldn't let Emily leave this place, but you didn't believe me. That was your first mistake."
Lucky ignored Zander's comment and he walked toward the door anyway. Lucky never expected what happened next. Zander pulled out a gun.
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Emily ran to the room she was in before, and slammed the door. She saw the red and blue colors of the room blurrily as she started to cry again. She slumped against the door, and slid down onto the floor. She brought her knees to her chin and leaned her face against her thighs and let her skirt soak up her tears. She tightly held her knees together with her crossed hands.
When Emily felt she could cry no more, she lifted her face from her thighs and looked around the room again. The curtains were closed so no light could get through. No light from yonder window breaks for her. There was no Romeo, and she wasn't a Juliet. She was just a troubled teen with a life of lies. She was broken for the millionth time in her life and she was barely sixteen!
She supposed she could be considered lucky given two guys were pinning for her love, but she didn't see it as such. She considered it exactly the opposite. It was terrible! She knew without a doubt she loved Lucky. She had for a long time. But then there was Zander. He supposedly was her childhood friend, but she didn't know if that was true. He was still a great guy, given his deeds and the present circumstances. She had wanted to tell him in the room that she didn't feel that way for him, but she couldn't hurt him like that. She sensed he feels the need to be loved, and had fallen in love with her, and wanted the feelings returned. She also stayed quiet because if he learned that, he probably would have lost his temper. She didn't like being the temper's victim either. She couldn't handle it, or else she would go mad or lose her courage.
Emily looked at the bed decorated with a mixes of blue and red. Her eyes felt heavy, and she reached for the doorknob. She assisted herself off the floor with it and walked to the bed. She reached it and laid down on the covers. She put her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. This was a dream it was all a dream. She would wake up and everything would be okay, she thought as she fell into a deep sleep.
In Lucky's room...
Lucky paced the room with extreme impatience. He had lost it all when all that crap with Zander happened. How can Zander say he care about Emily, but not be civil or make a truce with him to make Emily feel better? It didn't make sense!
Nothing made sense anymore except Emily. Lucky supposed he should go to her. The guard must have gone somewhere because he would have stopped Emily from entering when she heard his and Zander's shouts. He could simply walk out and go to Emily's room. He would tell her that they needed to leave, and he doubted she would fight him on that. Sure, she didn't technically have a home now, but he had a feeling she wanted to be anywhere than here. He would take her to his home, with Jason's permission of course, and then they would have a heart to heart. He'd tell her properly he loved her and start the process of Emily's healing. It'd be a hard road, but she would get through it with his help. Along with Jason's, possibly Melissa's, and his family's support.
With his decision made, Lucky walked to the door and opened it. He peaked out of the door to make sure no one would see him. The guard wasn't there, and Zander wasn't either. He silently walked toward the door he suspected Emily was at. He once again looked around the hall, still no one. One can't be too careful, he supposed. He creaked open a door and walked in. A window was open in a corner of the room and the sunlight creeped from it. It was another bedroom, but it was green and white. More elegant than the other ones so he saw. It must have been Helena's. It had a large mirror surrounded by a night table and a dresser. On the other side there was a trunk in front of the bed. The bed itself was huge, but add the curtains around it, you had a titanic size bed! Lucky came to the attention that he was supposed to be looking for Emily not checking out Helena's crib.
He closed the door and went to the next one. He opened it and looked inside. It was more masculine than the other rooms and assumed it was Zander's. He quickly closed it quietly. The last thing he needed was Zander in his face again.
Lucky crept to the next room and opened it. He peaked in and saw it was more feminine than masculine so he was safe. He walked into complete darkness. He searched around the walls for a switch, but found none. There might be a window, he said and began searching for one. When he found a think piece of cloth he opened it a bit. He breathed a sigh of relief when it was a window. He hadn't seen a window in days! Lucky smiled and studied the outside. The sun was almost down, and a shadow fell over the landscape. It was almost night! He figured he had been here for at least three days when he studied the moon. It was now a small fingernail. The night Emily had disappeared it was a larger fingernail. Dark was coming and the little moonlight would be a blessing. If he sneaked out with Emily, he wouldn't be seen. Lucky turned and walked to the door. He had his hand on the doorknob when he heard a sound. Lucky immediately stopped all movement and opened his ears. A few seconds later it came again. It was a soft sound, barely audible.
Lucky turned away from the door and let his hand fall away from the knob. He waited for the sound again and walked to where it came from. The room was still dark so he moved slowly and steadily towards the sound. He came to a spot where the sound was louder and knew he was close. One step more and encountered what he guessed was a pole. He moved to the right more and grabbed on another thick cloth. The sound came again. It was a person! He realized, a person breathing. Possibly Emily! Lucky stepped to the right once more and fell through. It was a bed curtain, and it was open. Lucky stood up again and cautiously walked around the edge of the bed. Lucky blinked and saw something white. It was a pillow. He walked toward it and touched it. He felt the cotton of the material and felt something else. It was a silk like texture, long and soft. Lucky smiled. It must be Emily's hair. Lucky knew his eyes must be getting used to the dark and found himself staring at a sleeping beauty. She was brown haired with a whitish- pinkish skin color. It was his Emily!
Lucky leaned closer and whispered her name. Emily didn't acknowledge the voice and went on peacefully dozing. He said it louder and Emily made a small sound. It wasn't a groan, nor was it a sign, but a word or phrase. He said Emily's name even louder and she said one word. "Sleep." Emily murmured quietly, still half asleep and her eyes closed.
"Em, wake up. You can sleep all you want later, I promise. But we have to go!" Lucky said as loud as he could, which was really not that loud given the circumstances.
"Go where?" She replied, struggling to open her eyes.
"Home." Lucky said and he rubbed her left cheek gently.
"Home?" Emily asked and opened her eyes. She blinked a few times and smiled. "Lucky." She said dreamily.
Lucky couldn't help it and smiled too. "Yeah." He responded. "It's me."
Emily smiled and struggled to keep awake. Lucky could tell she was exhausted and needed some rest. She would get it, just not right now. "Come on." He urged her, "You need to get up. We have to get out of here."
Emily said something inaudible and tried leaning up. When she got her feet above the ground and on the right side, Lucky reached for her midriff. He didn't get there the first time, but the second time. He accidentally got her chest and her breasts rubbed against his arms and hand. Lucky quickly removed his hand and arms and moved them downwards to her waist. He helped her stand and they barely got a few steps away from the bed when the light flickered on. Emily laid her head on Lucky's left shoulder and blinked away the light. Lucky still protectively held her to him at her waist and did the same. When he focused he saw someone was standing in front of the open door.
"Going somewhere?" They asked and stepped closer to them. Emily had closed her eyes so she opened them again. The voice was familiar. Emily let out a gasp as she saw the person. It was Zander!
Zander had seemed not to hear Emily's gasp and was concentrated on Lucky. "I told you I wouldn't let Emily leave this place, but you didn't believe me. That was your first mistake."
Lucky ignored Zander's comment and he walked toward the door anyway. Lucky never expected what happened next. Zander pulled out a gun.
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