Chapter 5-
Lucy turned around to see none other then Peter. Lucy quickly told her mother she had to go and hung up the phone. Peter put his hand on Lucy's shoulder and led her from the main office into his own. "Now," he said after sitting at his desk, "What did you just say on the phone?"
Lucy stood in front of him, "I believe that's private information. Do you usually listen to other people's conver . . ."
"You said I am your father." Peter interrupted, "How did you find out?" Lucy shrugged, "Sit down and tell me everything."
"Well, see . . ." Lucy started, "When I first got here I thought you looked familiar. I didn't know why, though. And then I started getting these wierd memories."
Peter interupted her yet again, "What kind of memories?"
"Like," Lucy started again, hoping she could actually finish what she was saying, "You picking me up, spin . . . hey wait! You just said, 'how did you find out?'." Peter shrugged so Lucy continued, "Well- doesn't that mean you knew?" Peter started explaining but Lucy cut him off, "And you didn't tell me! And mom knew and didn't tell me! Why were you two keeping it a secret?"
Peter stood up and walked over to her. He knelt down onto his knees and said, "Lucy, I didn't know. I swear. If I knew I would have talked to you about it." He looked into her eyes, "Why didn't you tell me when you found out?" He was being so nice it was hard for Lucy to believe he was such a mean man. He walked out on Lucy and her mother when Lucy was four and now she was mad at him for that. She couldn't just accept everything he was saying and let everything he did go. She needed to know why. Did he hate her and her mother so much that he just left them one night. But somewhere deep inside of her Lucy knew Peter wasn't such a bad guy. She didn't have the first clue as to how she knew but she did.
"Because I'm mad at you." She cried. That took Peter by surprise. He got up from his kneeling position and leaned back on his desk, "You left mom and I when I was a baby . . . if you hadn't left mom wouldn't have married Jack and none of the bad things that happened to me would have happened."
Peter looked apauled. Like he couldn't believe the words coming out of Lucy's mouth. He quickly said, "I never left you and your mother! Your mother took you and left me."
"Then what about this memory I have of you coming into my room at night and kissing me and saying goodbye?"
"I knew your mother was leaving." He walked around to the other side of his desk, "I found the suitcase she packed with both of your clothes in it and I knew. So I went into your room and told you I loved you. I was going to take you and leave your mother but . . . I couldn't. I was just having some wishful thinking that maybe by some miracle she would stay. But I was wrong."
Lucy slowly stood up and backed away from Peter towards the door, "Everything your saying makes sense but for some reason I can't believe you." She turned, opened the door and ran for her cabin.
When Lucy got to her cabin Juliette, Daisy, Katherine, and Sarah were all laying on their beds talking. When Lucy entered everyone looked up at her. Quickly and quietly she made her way to the bathroom but not before Juliette could say, "You know, if Peter finds out you were out past curfew you'll get in trouble."
Lucy stared at the wall and shrugged, "Where's Charli?"
"Oh," Sarah said, "She left. She's in a different group now . . . the Skyhawks."
Daisy added, "Shelby's back."
Just then a beautiful blond haired girl exited the bathroom in light blue pajamas with hair in a ponytail. She smiled as she walked and said to Lucy, "Hi." but it wasn't a friendly hi. It wasn't a cold sarcastic hi. The kind that has a deeper meaning then just a greeting. Lucy muttered a hi back and walked unpleasently to the bathroom. She got ready for bed and when she came out the other girls were all asleep. Except Shelby, "So you're the one that took my place while I was gone."
"I wouldn't put it that way." Lucy fell into bed. The two girls beds were right next to each other so Lucy could see Shelby's bright blue eyes in the dark.
"I just want you to know . . . you'll be the next person to leave Horizon."
"Is that a promise?" Lucy asked as she rolled onto her side.
Lucy turned around to see none other then Peter. Lucy quickly told her mother she had to go and hung up the phone. Peter put his hand on Lucy's shoulder and led her from the main office into his own. "Now," he said after sitting at his desk, "What did you just say on the phone?"
Lucy stood in front of him, "I believe that's private information. Do you usually listen to other people's conver . . ."
"You said I am your father." Peter interrupted, "How did you find out?" Lucy shrugged, "Sit down and tell me everything."
"Well, see . . ." Lucy started, "When I first got here I thought you looked familiar. I didn't know why, though. And then I started getting these wierd memories."
Peter interupted her yet again, "What kind of memories?"
"Like," Lucy started again, hoping she could actually finish what she was saying, "You picking me up, spin . . . hey wait! You just said, 'how did you find out?'." Peter shrugged so Lucy continued, "Well- doesn't that mean you knew?" Peter started explaining but Lucy cut him off, "And you didn't tell me! And mom knew and didn't tell me! Why were you two keeping it a secret?"
Peter stood up and walked over to her. He knelt down onto his knees and said, "Lucy, I didn't know. I swear. If I knew I would have talked to you about it." He looked into her eyes, "Why didn't you tell me when you found out?" He was being so nice it was hard for Lucy to believe he was such a mean man. He walked out on Lucy and her mother when Lucy was four and now she was mad at him for that. She couldn't just accept everything he was saying and let everything he did go. She needed to know why. Did he hate her and her mother so much that he just left them one night. But somewhere deep inside of her Lucy knew Peter wasn't such a bad guy. She didn't have the first clue as to how she knew but she did.
"Because I'm mad at you." She cried. That took Peter by surprise. He got up from his kneeling position and leaned back on his desk, "You left mom and I when I was a baby . . . if you hadn't left mom wouldn't have married Jack and none of the bad things that happened to me would have happened."
Peter looked apauled. Like he couldn't believe the words coming out of Lucy's mouth. He quickly said, "I never left you and your mother! Your mother took you and left me."
"Then what about this memory I have of you coming into my room at night and kissing me and saying goodbye?"
"I knew your mother was leaving." He walked around to the other side of his desk, "I found the suitcase she packed with both of your clothes in it and I knew. So I went into your room and told you I loved you. I was going to take you and leave your mother but . . . I couldn't. I was just having some wishful thinking that maybe by some miracle she would stay. But I was wrong."
Lucy slowly stood up and backed away from Peter towards the door, "Everything your saying makes sense but for some reason I can't believe you." She turned, opened the door and ran for her cabin.
When Lucy got to her cabin Juliette, Daisy, Katherine, and Sarah were all laying on their beds talking. When Lucy entered everyone looked up at her. Quickly and quietly she made her way to the bathroom but not before Juliette could say, "You know, if Peter finds out you were out past curfew you'll get in trouble."
Lucy stared at the wall and shrugged, "Where's Charli?"
"Oh," Sarah said, "She left. She's in a different group now . . . the Skyhawks."
Daisy added, "Shelby's back."
Just then a beautiful blond haired girl exited the bathroom in light blue pajamas with hair in a ponytail. She smiled as she walked and said to Lucy, "Hi." but it wasn't a friendly hi. It wasn't a cold sarcastic hi. The kind that has a deeper meaning then just a greeting. Lucy muttered a hi back and walked unpleasently to the bathroom. She got ready for bed and when she came out the other girls were all asleep. Except Shelby, "So you're the one that took my place while I was gone."
"I wouldn't put it that way." Lucy fell into bed. The two girls beds were right next to each other so Lucy could see Shelby's bright blue eyes in the dark.
"I just want you to know . . . you'll be the next person to leave Horizon."
"Is that a promise?" Lucy asked as she rolled onto her side.