Finally Part 2 (Lucaya)

Chapter 26

-After Work/Talk With Lucas-

When I walked in as expected Lucas was waiting on the couch watching a hockey game on tv. Once he noticed I was home he picked up the remote and turned the tv off.

"Hey" he smiled at me like a cowboy would.

"Hey let me go change and then I'll be right out." I smiled at him so he didn't think I was upset because I'm not.

I threw on some sweats and the lucas the good shirt he got me for our first date after I took a quick shower. I placed my phone on the charger in the bedroom and set it on my night stand and left for the living room. That nerve wrecking feeling was back.

"Well, look at you." He smirked at me.

"It's been a while." I half smiled.

"How was work?" He grabbed my hand delicately and held my hand.

"Work is work. Oh, except Riley found me." I laughed a little.

"Well, her mom does own the bakery." He was giving me that Ranger Rick sarcasm.

"Okay Huckleberry enough with the sarcasm." I playfully glared at him.

"So, are you ready to talk?" I appreciate that he's patient about it, but it needs to done.

"I am, ask me anything you want or need to know, from here on out I'm an open book." I squeezed his hand a little to know that he's there.

"Okay.. First things first, based on the things I read, how long was he, you know, hurting you?" He seemed terrified to just jump to that question in particular.

"I want to say it started four months in out of the six that we dated." I was getting that nerve feeling where you feel super clammy, but look completely fine.

"So, you went through being pushed around like that for two whole months without saying a word?" He seemed more then shocked at how long I kept this a secret.

"Yeah, I did." I felt like crying right this second, but I need to get through this conversation.

"Why?" He held on to my hand even tighter and it made me know that I'm safe.

"I don't know Lucas. I just got myself in a tough situation that I couldn't get myself out of. Do I regret staying as long as I did? Of course I do because if I would have stayed any longer who knows what would have happened to me. I can't change what happened as much as I would like to." Not once did my tone of voice waiver. I was pretty impressed with myself with how emotional I've been lately.

"I get it, but Maya that was serious and you really should have told someone then, so many people here love you and wouldn't never second guess something this serious." He smiled at me.

"I know, but you live and learn, right? Next question?" I didn't want to dwell on the fact that I was abused.

"Okay, um, you wrote something about getting locked in somewhere? Care to elaborate on that?" Oh great the incident I was referring to earlier when I was talking to josh.

"Uh, well, this didn't happen too often, maybe once or twice, but he and I got in this blown out fight and he pushed me into his closet and locked it and wouldn't let me out for hours. Before you ask I would always spend the weekends with him, so that's how that was possible." Without even realizing it I was squeezing Lucas's hand even tighter and he put his arm around me and I laid my head on his chest while trying not to lose it because this has always been Lucas telling me it's okay to cry.

"I'm not glass Lucas, I'm not going to break." I still kept my grip on him pretty tight.

"Maya it's okay to cry over this, I understand now because I didn't before." He kissed the top of my head which made my heart warm.

"Lucas, you can't tell anyone this new information because no one knows and as long as we keep quiet, Josh won't be a bother to us." Fear literally sunk deep in me.

"That's not my place. If it were still going on I would have no choice, but nothing bad will ever happen to you again, you have my word, I love you Maya." I looked up at him and he had a tear coming down his cheek.

I've never seen Lucas cry, this is new.