A new face after the race
Chapter 22
Lucky ran from the penthouse in a hurry, surprising everyone including himself. He was all for standing your ground, but face it; he was overpowered and outnumbered even with Elizabeth on his side.
Luke didn't take Lucky's retreat seriously though and quickly caught up with him as Lucky was half down the stairs even at a run.
"Lucky, wait, you need to go back and accept responsibility." Luke still insisted though Lucky wouldn't unless it was his child and his father should know it wasn't. This was his father for goodness sake! No one knew a person more than their parents. Obviously Luke didn't as Lucky thought before as he wouldn't let this go.
Lucky stopped for a moment to speak his mind to his father who Lucky would never have a good relationship again. "No." Lucky simply said stubbornly.
"Why not? This is your child Lucky." Luke responded as stubborn as Lucky.
"No, it isn't but you won't understand that. Let me spell it out for you. I never slept with Sarah therefore I can't be the father. How do I know I wasn't drugged or something?" Lucky said predicting his father's next question then answered it. "Because I stay away from Sarah whenever I can. I'm patient when it comes to the act and with Emily nonetheless who won't speak to me because Sara as well. So my final proof that I can give is my word that I'm a virgin. A twenty year old virgin, uncommon I know, but it's the truth. I am waiting for Emily to be ready for that, but the way that relationship is going down a tube, I'll be a virgin forever because if I can't have Emily, I won't do that at all." Lucky said finally with triumph and ran down the rest of the stairs, leaving his father point blank shocked. He didn't think any of it though and continued on his mission that Luke interrupted earlier.
Lucky could have sworn someone else called his name but he didn't stop and see who it was. Whoever it was didn't deserve to face his anger anyway. That was purely for Sarah the town tramp. He made it to the Webber household quicker that he thought and was soon at the door, knocking loudly and impatiently.
The door opened moments later. Sarah was standing there obviously happy to see him as if nothing was wrong. Lucky pushed past her and into the house without an invitation. He turned to Sarah and eyed her warily, wishing he wasn't here, but it was necessary. Unfortunate for him considering he couldn't stand being around her. It was a shame this was important and badly needed.
"Lucky! You came to see me!" Sarah said as fake as ever. Lucky gave her a cold glare, one that could kill if looks could.
"This isn't a social visit." He growled, barely containing his anger and violence. He wanted to strangle her then and there, but held back with much difficulty.
"So you heard? Isn't it great?" Sarah said excited as ever, giving another bright smile that Lucky wanted to slap away, but again he held back. She would deserve a slap of awakening, but he wouldn't hit girls, no matter how witchy and how deserving they were.
"That depends on your outlook on the current news." Luke said gravely, but Sarah didn't notice. She was too busy in her fantasy of him being the father of her child. Keyword: fantasy.
"You aren't happy to hear your going to be a father?" Sarah asked, not letting his mood affect her. Probably for the child's sake, Lucky supposed.
"One misconception in that news Sarah: I'm not the father and you very well know it." He said, not backing down one bit.
"True, but can you imagine you acting and saying you are? We can get married and raise it as if it was. We would have the perfect life! A nice house, two story preferably with a yard for the child to play in, me a stay home mom, the dad, which would be you, working and bringing in the money. And your parents would think they were grandparents and your sister an aunt! Doesn't that sound pleasant?" Sarah said almost making him cringe. (Author: If he isn't cringing, I am. I'm this close to throwing up myself and I wrote the fantasy! Anyway, continuing...) He couldn't imagine even one date with her and she's talking a family and marriage. He couldn't stand her as it was. Any future including her would leave him miserable and lead him to an early death! He would take a gun to his head after one year of anything including a relationship with her! Besides there was no proof she would be faithful and trusting. Nope, definitely not Sarah Webber, the town whore.
"How about, no?" Lucky said flatly and didn't even mind Sarah giving a frown as the innocent victim though she was far from innocent. She lost that innocence since she lost her good reputation. Emily, however, still had it. Which was one of the reasons why she was so attractive to him, he thought.
"Why not?" Sarah pouted, her bottom lip falling and she tried the begging look that usually caught all guys. Not him though, he knew Sarah's true form and it wasn't angelic, her latest stunt proved as much.
"Hmmm......lots of reasons. One, I can't stand your presence. Two, I point out again, I'm not the father, as you admitted earlier. Three, I would rather jump off the empire state building than have anything to do with you. Four, I don't like you, but can you blame me? You just proved you're a manipulative, lying, prostitute dressing, untrusting witch that needs to go back to the past and get burned at the stake like the others." Lucky replied, not leaving out the insults that he knew wouldn't pass her ears; it was quite effective considering she wouldn't understand he didn't like her. Never would, considering her obsession and infatuation with him. Oh yeah, add stalker to that insult he noted himself.
"How can you say that to me? I'm the mother of your child. Don't you have a care for your unborn son at all?" Sarah begged, but he would have none of it. He barely raised an eyebrow at her and if he did, it was not confusion, rather annoyance.
"I have a care for the unfortunate child you carry, having you for a mother." Lucky shook his head solemnly, sadly. "But I'm not the father, so he's not my child and I don't have to worry about it. That's for the other possible fathers to worry about, which you should contact." Lucky suggested not cold, but not warm either. Perhaps lukewarm.
"Why should I? Those guys are just one-timers, or at least most of them are. They have no room for a child, anyway. Which is why I said you were the father, I thought you'd gladly take care of the child and treat it as your own." Sarah reasoned.
"Well if that's what your logic is, you obviously don't know me that well." Lucky remarked, almost scoffing at Sarah's logic, it was so wrong it was past the milky way by now.
"I wanted to, but you wouldn't let me close enough." Sarah accused him, switching the blame, unsuccessfully though. She wasn't going to get off that easily, Lucky would make sure of that.
"I ask you again, can you blame me with your latest stunt and all?" Lucky repeated and noted the anger flashing, but all he did was smirk.
"I want you out, right now! You can't come here and insult me!" Sarah demanded, but he made no movement. He had a right to be here if anyone came, he was thought to be the father and who wouldn't go directly to the mother of the child when he was excused to be such a thing.
"Not until you tell your gramps the truth." Lucky insisted, still not moving a step.
"She'll kick me out!" Sarah argued, but Lucky didn't care.
"Not my problem, you got yourself into this mess, you can get yourself out of it. Even if that means contacting the men that could have impregnated you, though I can..." Lucky drifted off his threat, knowing Sarah caught the meaning even if she wasn't the smartest crayon in the box.
"You wouldn't dare!" Sarah spat angrily and Lucky grinned to see anger flare in her eyes. He was winning, he could feel it. This was going to be a sweet victory!
"They're going to find out one way or another." Lucky shrugged absently.
"Sarah! What is happening here?" A voice demanded, and they turned to see Audrey standing in the doorway. She had her hands on her hips impatiently.
"Lucky's insulting me!" Sarah pouted, pointing her finger at Lucky's indifferent form. Lucky didn't even raise a brow and seemed unaffected.
"Lucky has a point, there are other possible fathers." Audrey reasoned, making a strong point on Lucky's behalf amazingly.
"Grandmother, how can you say that to me?" Sarah asked shocked at Audrey's theory.
"I don't have to say that Sarah, your clothes and reputation speak for yourself." Audrey motioned at her current state of dress that was a very short skirt and a bursting chest coming out of the blue top she just bought.
Sarah stayed quiet knowing she was beaten at that. For one moment she wished she didn't have such a rep, but Sarah found herself proud of it, unusual she knew. She decided to retreat when she had the chance and quickly excused herself with she was tired and considering her condition, it couldn't be denied.
Lucky inwardly screamed out in frustration. He almost had Sarah cracked, but Audrey had to come. He was getting no where anyway, he supposed and said goodbye, knowing he had to strategize another way to get her to crack. But how, he thought taking his leave.
It had to be publicly, probably at Kelly's and Sarah couldn't tell him to go away, considering he was thought to be her child's father. That would make her look bad, but not bad enough. He wanted to get her real good as she did him.
It was late and he was tired, but he didn't care, too much was on the line for him to stop now. He couldn't go home considering his parents didn't trust him enough not to screw up like this. He really thought they would know him better than that. He thought his dad trusted him, but he was going along Sarah's deception, something that shocked him. Out of everyone, he would know better and that hurt. He could do nothing of it though until Sarah confessed publicly she was a lying witch. All could be fixed after that and everyone realized Sarah was the no gooder.
Everyone would apologize and he would give all dirty looks and tell them their apologies meant nothing to him. Rude, but deserved and he hoped Sarah would get her just dessert as well. She had it coming for a long time and somehow escaped fate. Not this time though, he would make sure of it.
Lucky sat down on the ground frustrated, leaning against the stone wall of a separate house. Lucky searched around for his keys so that he could sleep there as he grew tired and restless, but hit his head on the bricks so that it wouldn't hurt when he couldn't find them and realized where they were. At the penthouse, Emily's room in his coat pocket. Great, he thought.
He felt a small tear fall surprisingly down his face from his eyes, but he didn't wipe it away. It was said men didn't cry, but the speaker didn't go through what he was. He didn't know where it came from, but he didn't stop it. It came only when Emily was mentioned, so he must be hurting from that.
Emily had every right to be angry and run away, what Sarah said he did was heartbreaking, but it was breaking his heart too. Emily could barely look at him, much let him touch her, and she wouldn't speak to him either. He had gotten himself in one hole that he didn't know he could get out of and if he lost Emily, god knows what would happen. He didn't know if he could handle life without her, any future without her in it, he couldn't see it. Emily was his world, the reason he got up in the morning, the reason why he survived this long. It was all because of Emily. If he lost her-no he thought, stopping the thought. He would get her back no matter what.
He treasured Emily too much. There was no future without them. They would get through this, they had gotten through worse things, and he thinks so anyway. But the idea of the boyfriend fathering another child was a hard one, he had to admit, but not impossible. He and Emily were meant to be, it was written in the stars, and he could feel it.
But once again the how got to him. He had no idea what to do and he blamed it on little sleep, the only thing he had at the moment keeping him company.
He silently sat there, not caring if someone came up to him and robbed him or even called the cops on him for trespassing. He didn't care, at least there would be a bed and shelter and he would have time to think, maybe dream of Emily. It was the only thing he would get from her at the moment.
Elizabeth walked to her house, giving up for the night. She needed sleep to go through another day of Sarah. She had tried making the situation better. She ran and almost told Lucky, but was too late. Audrey and Lucky's parents came and what amazed her more was the Audrey was standing by Sarah. She knew her reputation and wardrobe and everything supported Lucky except her sister's word, which was useless.
She wasn't going to get away with this though, Sarah was her sister, but she stepped over the line. She would rather keep Emily as a friend that have Sarah as a sister. She hoped she would be able to save Emily and Lucky too. They loved each other so much.
She didn't know where Lucky was. She assumed he confronted Sarah, he was mad enough to do so. She assumed as much, but she also assumed that Sarah faked being tired after he got to her.
Sarah thought he was everything and that he would stand by a child that wasn't his and a mother he despised even more now. Lucky wouldn't though, but Sarah didn't know that, she didn't know anything about him.
If Emily was the mother of the child and the child wasn't his, he would definitely take the child as his, but because of the different mothers, forget it. Then there was love, Emily and Lucky had an undeniable one, but Lucky had no love for Sarah, she just wouldn't understand that. She would soon though, she promised. Sarah would pay and pay dearly.
She wouldn't hurt the child though; no she didn't hurt innocent and defenseless things, unlike the mother of the child. Sarah lost her innocent act long ago, but held one for gram, which would be forever tarnished with her lies and actions. It wouldn't be her fault either. That was the best part.
Now to find Lucky, that was needed. He would be cold and wanting to at least get away in his car. He wouldn't go home. Maybe he needed to get away and chill for a day or so. His coat also held his cell and wallet, so those were needed as well.
She stopped and looked around. He had to be around here somewhere. She saw a shadow pass by, that must be Lucky. Gram probably asked him to leave after Sarah excused herself for bed. Though it wasn't good to follow people especially in the dead of night, she did so anyway.
The shadow stopped at a brick house that had just gone up for sale and sat down, it leaned against the brick of the house and stayed there, despite all the things could happen. Upon further investigation she found she was right.
She vaguely saw a small tear fall, but she kept her space for Lucky to think, only when he was better and looking sadder than ever she walked up. Lucky didn't notice her until she sat down and even then he didn't say a thing. That left her to bring up conversation.
"I got your coat; there are needed things in there. Perhaps you can take some cash and your keys and go away to figure this out." Elizabeth suggested and silence followed.
"I'm not going to run Liz, I can't." Lucky spoke up softly, oddly calm. It was like he was a stone, cold and heartless, unemotional.
"Why not?" Liz asked.
"It's not going to help. I know that, when my family was on the run, it saved our lives, but it didn't help our problems. If I run now, Sarah is going to get what she wants, me single and I'm going to lose everything." Lucky explain still unemotional, but she supposed that by now all anger was gone and only misery and sadness was left.
"That's not true; Jax can't fire you just because its being rumored your Sarah's baby's father." Elizabeth mentioned.
"No, he can't, but what good will that paycheck be if I can't and won't use it?" Lucky asked throwing her into confusion.
"It can be used easily." Elizabeth disagreed. Her waitress pay went by fast and sure Lucky's is much bigger, but it can be used. She would go crazy with expensive art supplies.
"You don't understand Elizabeth. I can use it, but I won't feel like it. The only thing that could make this blurry thing called life worth it won't even let me touch her. Sure there's my family, but how can they believe the town slut over me, their own son?" Lucky said throwing some wild observations at her.
"Hard to believe huh?" Elizabeth questioned, but Lucky didn't respond. He stayed quiet again. Elizabeth wouldn't let this go though. "If it helps any, I tried talking to Emily, but the door was locked solid and she said to go away, so I did, it's hopeless until she learns the truth."
"Thanks for trying Liz, but Emily won't talk about it. She's stubborn like that, and I love it about her even if it's a pain at times." Lucky said, giving a small smile at the memories of Emily playing in his mind.
"Then that's why you shouldn't have run, you need to fight for her." Elizabeth encouraged him.
"I could, but Emily won't take it this time. I've done some stupid things and I have gotten by them by a short string for various reasons, but Sarah's accusation is bigger than all of them. She won't talk to me until it's proven that Sarah is lying or she admits it, but I tried everything! Your sister thinks that ruining my life will make me fall into her arms, she's wrong, always will be. I can't let this go by, but I have no idea of how to make her break and I'm a Spencer! Spencer's always have a back-up plan even in the most of unexpected things and this would be one of those times." Lucky explained, bringing more insight to what Emily was like. Sure she was her friend, but was closed off most the time. Elizabeth proposed that was how she was growing up, but didn't ask, if Emily wanted to talk, she would, but she didn't see that happening anytime soon. And Elizabeth respected that.
"Do Spencer's take suggestions?" Elizabeth asked, almost laughing at the funny sound of the question. It was almost sounding like third person.
"Only desperate ones, and if this isn't desperate, I don't know what is." Lucky replied and Liz took it as a yes.
"I know where Sarah's black book of customers no doubt is. I can call them up and give them the current information. It won't prove you're not the father, but it will say there is doubt you are." Elizabeth proposed.
"That's a good start Liz, but it would need to be a public confrontation, so that all would hear about it. Lunch time at Kelly's perhaps. I don't know where your sister hangs out else Kelly's, your house, or under a man's bed sheets, which got herself and me into this mess." Lucky added some details that wouldn't be a bad idea.
"Emily is supposed to work on Sunday at ten; this could pass through her ears." Elizabeth said, thinking she was a genius. Perhaps they can get two rocks in one throw.
"Yeah, but until she hears Sarah totally deny I'm the father, she is going to stick to the rumor, so as not to get burned again." Lucky informed her. She understood she would do the same.
"So were going to have to make her burst her bubble, but I'm afraid a bunch of possible fathers isn't going to do it. But the total emotions that come with pregnancy might help too much stress perhaps." Elizabeth responded, remembering some of her grandmother's conversations when it came to carrying a child. She didn't take it lightly considering she did it some decades ago with one of her parents.
"Yeah, but I'm no expert on what makes Sarah burst even not pregnant. That's your area of expertise." Lucky reminded her. She should have known that!
"True, but I don't know myself though there was this one time, a lawyer came calling for her, she literally ran away and the funny part was that the lawyer just found her notebook in the park." Elizabeth said, laughing at the memory. It was what people called a Kodak moment. It was a shame she didn't have a video camera or camera.
Lucky leaned up with attention, and looked at her with complete attention. "Sarah doesn't like the law?" Lucky asked curiously.
"Yeah, don't know the story behind it, but she does. Though I don't see how that is going to help except blackmail which won't work." Elizabeth answered.
"It can actually, thanks Liz, you gave me an idea." Lucky got up, not as depressed, now feeling like things could go right.
"I did?" She asked surprised. Lucky started fishing in his coat for something. "Can you at least tell me what I said?"
"Not now, I'll explain it to your later, but you're going to have to help me set Sarah up. Could you do that?" Lucky prayed she say yes.
"Yeah, if it's going to help. I want Sarah to be taught a lesson, sister or not." Elizabeth said feeling excited that she could help.
"Okay, you need to do some things. Call the men in Sarah's black book and tell them to confront her at Kelly's during the lunch hour on Sunday. Then before that explosion happens I need you to drag Emily to work no matter what. She needs to hear what is going to be said for the sake of our relationship. I'll handle it from there." Lucky explained an evil grin coming over his facial features.
"Okay, but know what your doing. A lot is riding on the outcome of this." Elizabeth begged, for his and Emily's sake.
"I will, I promise. Sarah went to bed, now would be a good time to steal her book. Let's hope she doesn't notice." Lucky said, secretly saying he wanted her to leave so he could get his plan set up.
"She won't, gram won't have her leaving, but if I ask her to let Sarah out Sunday for lunch at Kelly's, she will. I just won't tell her details." Elizabeth started planning everything in her mind.
"I don't care how you get her there; just get Sarah, Emily and the men to Kelly's." Lucky informed her, now searching for a number.
Elizabeth took her leave and Lucky nearly sighed when he found the number and the person on the other line answered.
"Hello?" The sleep deprived man asked.
"Hey, Jax. Sorry it's late, but I need to ask you something." Lucky apologized.
"Lucky? Oh, it's okay, my fault anyway. I had other things in mind except sleep. So, what do you need?" Jax, now awake giving him more information that he liked, but Lucky quickly forgot about it.
"Can I use Alexis this weekend, I got myself into a small mess and I find that the law needs to come in." Lucky said vaguely. Alexis was Jax's lawyer and if Elizabeth was right, a lawyer wouldn't fit well with Sarah.
"Yeah, sure, want to tell me why?" Jax asked.
"I'll explain later, when your awake, just give me her number and I'll leave you to your sleep." Lucky quickly wrote down the number that Jax gave and said thanks before heading off into the dark, moonless night.
Author's note: Hey, long chapter for you all. Hope you liked it because I have definitely written better chapters. My writing is having problems this weekend. Anyway one question and I'll leave you be. Am21 a daily reviewer spoke of a fourth or fifth story. I'm not saying it will happen, because at the moment I am burnt out, but I would like to know your thoughts on it. Please reply, an occasional review goes a long way.