Chapter 8

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I couldn't post an extra chapter this week, sorry. But if you want me to post it next week let me know.

Lucy's POV

2 weeks later

Home. I wish I could call this house home but I can't. Not after it happened. I've been back in LA for 2 weeks and no matter how hard I try it doesn't feel like home anymore. Too much happened within these walls.

Even though I'm happy to be closer to my friends and have all my things with me, these last weeks haven't been easy at all. If at first I just wanted to sleep so I wouldn't spend too much time thinking about what took place in the living room a few feet away from me, I quickly realized that wasn't the solution. I guess returning home brought back a lot of memories and that made my nightmares even worse, which made even more scared of going to sleep.

I've also been extremely paranoid. Ever since I came back I can't stop seeing him everywhere. He's either walking down the street or watching me through the window and I've even seen him once in my living room. I know it's not real. I know he's not actually there but I can't help but freak out every single time it happens.

It's 10pm so I get up from my bed, turn the TV off and get Elvis ready to go for a walk. A few months ago I wouldn't care about the time and would walk Elvis whenever I felt like doing it but since I came back I decided to do it earlier so there are still people in the streets. I know it sounds stupid but it makes me feel safer. One of the things I liked about Vancouver was the fact that he didn't know where I was and also the fact that the chances of running into him were fairly slim.

As I get closer to my house, 20 minutes later, I see someone standing by the door and stop dead in my tracks. I can tell it's a man but can't see his face and the dim light of the streetlamps doesn't help so I decide to wait right where I am until he leaves.

"Come on, Goose. Open the door." The man says and I immediately recognize his voice.

"Ian?" I whisper and he immediately turns around and our eyes meet. He smiles and I realize how much I've missed him.

         FLASHBACK

"So... there's something I need to tell you." Ian says as he sits down in front of me, with his breakfast.

"Ok..." I reply, hesitant. We haven't really talked about what happened a few minutes ago, outside. To be honest I'm not sure I want to. I know I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have kissed him. But I got caught up in the moment and now I'll have to deal with the consequences.

"My agent called today." He starts and looks at me. I sign for him to continue. "I'm leaving for Chicago in 2 weeks to film a pilot." He says.

"That's great! I'm so happy for you, Shmian!"

"Thanks." He replies and takes a deep breath, "There's something else I want to tell... more like ask you..?"

"What is it?" I ask.

"I know it's short notice and all but... I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?"

"Ian..." I sigh.

"I know it seems rushed, Luce. It probably is. But I already spent too much time without you and I don't want to be away from you again." He says and takes my hands in his. "Please. Please give us a chance."

"I... I can't." I whisper, looking down and quickly taking my hands away from his.

"Why? Why can't you?"

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