Blind leading the blind
Author's note: Hey guys. It is me again. I'm updating the story again because on weekends I have more time to write. With the nice and encouraging reviews you made me so happy. Just have to mention that usually I don't write stories in another language than my own. But I'm always up for a challenge.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill. Sadly the tv-series is belonging to Mark Schwahn.
Chapter 2: Always Be
I was just a boy like every other
I thought I was something fierce
I thought I was ten times smarter
Love would be something that I just know
(Something I just know)
How you gonna know the feeling till you've lost it
I've been losing plenty since
Los Angeles, September 2011
Lucas turns off the shower and grabs a towel.
He is late again for the meeting with his book editor Lindsey. It is the third time this week she had to reschedule because as usual he overslept or was even to drunk to show up.
As long as Peyton was living with him she kept him in check and forced him to go to the meetings. But with her gone Lucas had no one around to care about him keeping his life on track.
He quickly puts on some washed out jeans, a vintage t-shirt and a pair of old flip flops.
He reaches into the fridge to drink some milk but the only thing he finds there are some foul leftovers from the pizza he ordered three days ago.
He lets out a loud groan and grabs his car keys.
It is another hot and sticky day in Los Angeles. Like always the traffic is already crowded as hell. Lucas slowly drives towards Lindsey's office located in Downtown. He usually enjoys driving through the city in his fancy convertible.
But today he somehow feels tense. Maybe it is because the alcohol finally wears off or he knows what it is going to happen when he has to face Lindsey.
"Well if this isn't famous novelist turned asshole Lucas Scott gracing me with his presence in my humble office!" Lindsey says sarcastically as she sees Lucas entering the room.
"Look Linds' …I'm really sorr…" Lucas tries to say smiling sheepishly at his boss.
"Luke you can spare me the lame apologies and get to the point" the brunette woman says in a bored voice.
"Well…you know I told you that I have some money issues and want my pay check getting cashed in a bit earlier" Lucas stutters ashamed of himself.
"How about you come in here and bring me some new story of yours. Besides I believe Peyton will be sorry if she denies you your daily dose of booze."
"Linds' this is kind of the problem. Peyton and I broke up a week ago and I ran out of cash" Lucas blurts out.
"Hmm. So you got rid of rockstar girly. Seriously you scare off every girl. What did she do to you?" Lindsey says inquisitively.
Lucas shrugs his shoulders and responds "What about the money Linds'?"
"Well if I was you maybe I would try to start writing again or at least stop drowning myself in sorrow. Come on Luke, when was the last time you wrote something meaningful? And for your information…the greeting card you wrote last week for your godson's sixth birthday doesn't count."
Lucas scratches his head trying to justify his current state of mind.
"It is okay. You will get your money. Just don't try too hard to make up some pathetic answer. I don't want your pretty head to explode any time some" Lindsey giggles.
Lucas stands up and hugs her quickly.
"I knew I can count on you Linds'!" he shouts deeply grateful as he walks out of the office.
It is a bit past 6 pm and Lucas is out for a run on the pier. As he finally slows down to catch some breath he finds himself standing in front of some book store.
As he skims through the window display something sparks his interest.
They are still having ads for his book spread all over the place although it was published over a year ago. But the thing that really catches his attention is the gorgeous woman standing next to the shelf with his books. She has long brunette hair and a perfectly tanned body. She wears a cute innocent summer dress which can barely cover her beautiful curves.
She is reading his book looking like she is genuinely into it.
Lucas opens the door to the store and slowly approaches her.
He takes a book off the shelf and asks discomposedly "Excuse me. Is this book any good?"
The woman startles a bit and looks at the man talking to her.
"I just read the first couple of pages but I already have the impression it is something like The Notebook. You know the typical epic love story filled with drama, angst and cheesy love declarations." the woman says being pretty annoyed.
"So you think it is a lost cause?" Lucas asks curiously.
"Maybe I will give it a shot if the writer is cute." the woman answers as she turns around the book and looks at the back cover.
Then she realizes who she is talking to and confusedly squeals "It is you!"
"Well I am always interested in hearing an honest opinion about my book" Lucas says smiling rascally.
"I feel so embarrassed. I'm sorry for bashing your book" the woman says in honesty.
"So can I invite you to my place for a drink to criticize my work some more?" he asks bluntly.
The woman reaches out and shakes his hand.
As it turns out he and Sarah don't even make it to his apartment without tearing each others clothes off. Lucas has already the major part of his jeans unbuttoned and the straps of Sarah's dress are hanging loosely down her shoulders as they enter his apartment.
Immediately they start making out.
Lucas pushes Sarah against the wall and starts kissing her neck. She runs her fingers through his short blonde hair in excitement.
Lucas pulls her dress down without even trying to be careful. Sarah unbuttons his jeans feeling the pure lust getting a hold of her whole body.
With a quick motion Lucas picks her up and carries her to the bedroom.
He can't sleep, again.
Sarah is lying next to him breathing in slow and even waves. She is a beautiful girl and no doubt fun to be around. But he feels restless and ashamed of himself.
He can't bear it anymore to feel her warm body.
He slowly gets up trying not to wake up Sarah.
As he grabs his jeans and puts them on her eyelashes flutter for a moment.
But she keeps on breathing regularly.
On his way to the patio he picks up the package of cigarettes which fell out of his pocket during his wild encounter with Sarah.
He slides open the door to the patio and shivers as a gust of wind hits his body.
He seats himself on a wooden armchair.
He lights up a cigarette and takes a drag.
As he inhales the smoke he watches the waves of the ocean approaching the beach in an incalculable way.
The last words Peyton said crawl back into his mind.
"What happened to you, Lucas Scott?"
Author's note:
Chelsea – I'm glad you like the story. Hmm, you already have some theories? Interesting...
Chey – As Mark obviously can't write that well I have to save the honor of the male writers LOL + I have to keep up with the beautiful stories you write
Toddntan – Lucas does not care…but it is not this way just to upset the LP fans :-)
Whiters – Thanks for your kind review
Photobooth romance – I read your profile and I'm honored that you read my story. I'm always up for some constructive criticism and hope to learn more about writing. And I like your taste in music…