Sorry this took so long. I had lots o' HW and a cross-country meet. (1) A reference from a show, Who can get it?
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Chapter 6:Guilt
Lok lied. He had actually lied. He couldn't believe it! He had lied to Sophie. She had little to no trust in people, and there he went and just lied. He felt guilt rummage around in his soul. He had betrayed her trust.
At first he didn't think it would hurt, just a little white lie. But as the day progressed he realized what a mistake he had made. Now she would probably never trust him again. On top of that, he lied to his mom too! Now, he squirmed around on his bed, having a hard time concentrating on math homework. Normally, he would call Sophie, but not after what he had done!
Giving up, he wrote "Dear Math, I'm not your therapist. Solve your own problems." He knew his teacher would kill him for that, but he had more important matters, like putting his conscience to ease. Bounding down the stairs, he ran into the kitchen.
"Mom, mom, mom, mom!" Sandra sighed.
"I thought you had outgrown this stage." Lok shook his head in reply, lopsided smile back. He slid into a bar stool, face serious now.
"Mom, I did something wrong." Sandra stopped making his lunch and looked at her son. Placing the knife down carefully she asked,
"What did you do?" Lok sighed. Go time.
"I lied. I told you and Sophie that I was fine, but I really wasn't. I hurt my wrist and lied about it. I'm sorry. DoyouthinkSophiehatesme? Ohno,she'sgonnahatemewhenItellher! WhatshouldIdo? Ican'tjustnotellher! She'smybestfriend! Awww,Itotallymessedup! What-"
Cathy walked in during the ramble.
"Are you getting gany of this?"
"Only about every fifth word(1). LOK!" Sandra laughed. " Slow down." Lok took a deep breath after being caught rambling.
"I'm scared Sophie might hate me because I lied to her. Do you think she will?" Sandra laughed again. Her son was a very god person, she realized. Even a small lie sent him into a tailspin.
"I don't think she'll mind. You are too cute, honey." Lok scowled.
"How?"
"You get worried over the smallest things. When you walked in I thought it was something serious!" Lok looked outraged.
"It is! I lied!" For the hundredth time it felt like, Sandra laughed at her son.
"Lok, there are bigger lies you could tell. And this one doesn't really counts. Let me see your wrist." Lok held out his wrist, which Sandra judged to be badly bruised. Good thing she was a docter.
"It should be fine by the end of the week."
"Thanks, Mom!" Lok pecked her cheek and bounced up to his room. Time to call Sophie. Her phone rang several times before she picked up.
"H-hello?" Her voice shook like she had been crying. If Lok could see her, he would see tears running in rivers down her cheeks, green eyes glistening in pain.
"Sophie? Are you crying?" Sophie shook her head, then realized Lok couldn't see her.
"No, I was laughing. I'm watching TV." Again with the lies. But guilt hadn't visited her yet.
"Sophie, I need to tell you something. I lied." Her breath hitched.
"About?" Her voice came softly through the phone. The toe-head had to strain his ears. Even then, her shushed whisper barely registered in his ear.
"I told you earlier I was fine when I wasn't. I've been feeling so bad about it, I had to tell you. I have betrayed your trust, and I am sorry." Sophie felt guilt flit around in her chest for the first time in a long time. Here he was, getting gall worked up over a tiny lie, and she was telling big fat lies without remorse. And he was confessing it to her. Ugh, who knew having a friend could be so hard?
That's okay, Lok. I forgive you. You are a very good person. I don't know how you wound up with a bitter person like me for a friend. You could do so much better." Did she really think that? Lok thought Sophie was amazing. He was going to tell her.
"Sophie, how could you say that! You are-" A loud banging on Sophie's end cut him off. The strawberry blonde jumped and peered frightfully at the door.
"What was that?" Lok's voice was loud the the speaker. Then, the yelling started.
"YOU CAN'T ESCAPE FOR LONG, LITTLE GIRL!" Sophie quickly said into the phone.
"I have to go. Aunt Lisa is calling me! Bye!" Sophie clicked him off. The line went dead. Lok stared at the phone. Something wasn't right. Pieces were falling into place, but the image was still incomplete.
Sophie stared at the ceiling above her bed and cradled her phone in her hands. Guilt had nested close to her heart. Terror pushed it father away with every blow on the door. Every single bang, bang bang, bang...
Well, that took me a while to get out. I'm tired so the characters will finish it up.
Lok: What is Sophie lying about?
Sophie(glaring at him): Why is Lok so blind?
Dante: Will Lok make the team?
Zhalia: Please R&R.