"You seriously brought me to a castle?" I asked as I eyed the biggest house I have ever seen in my life. It wasn't exactly a castle, but it was probably the closest that I would ever come to one in my life.
"Well, it's not exactly a castle, but it will be a roof over your head," Blake said as he took off his helmet and helped me off the bike.
"Who on earth does this place belong to? Wait... Before you answer that. Are you secretly some millionaire and never told me about it?" I smiled. I knew it was crazy, but hey, I have heard of weirder things happening.
"Sorry to disappoint you..." Blake said as he helped me out of my helmet as well. "But I am sorry for this."
"Sorry for what?" I wished I still had the helmet on so that he would not see my frown, but at this stage I just wanted an answer. And then I got it.
"My boys!"
It wasn't a yell. It was a screech like a fangirl in heat at a Bieber concert. And it was coming closer and closer with breasts hopping up and down, ready to smash it in the face. Golden locks parading in the non-existing wind. I could feel my IQ dropping just feeling her energy getting closer and closer to me.
"My boys! Welcome! Me casa is your casa. Si?" Lucy said and did a weird model-like pose that made her look like she had a spasm in her neck. I had to keep myself from laughing, because obviously she was thinking that it made her look sexy as hell, and not like an awkward camel trying to balance its humps on its chest while trying to walk on only two legs.
I gave a very accusatory look toward Blake who just shrugged and hugged Lucy.
"Thanks Lucy! You have no idea how much help this will be. Are you sure that your parents won't mind Elijah staying here?" Blake said.
"No ways! My dad is out of town like usual and barely anyone ever goes into the West Wing. My mother sends the maid in there to clean sometimes, but I can probably occupy her and tell her to help me redo my room. To be honest I am so tired of the shade of pink it's been the last four months. I am thinking of going two shades darker in any case," Lucy said, now shifting from one pose to another.
I had no idea that Lucy was rich. I mean, she didn't have much between the ears, but now I knew why at least. She didn't need to have anything between her ears when she had more money than what she knew what she could do with.
"So I'm just going to set Elijah up in one of the rooms and as long as he stays in his room nobody should see him. Ever. And when I want him to do a manicure with me and my mom asks I will just tell her he is my little gay pet that came over for some fun. She won't think anything about it."
Could Lucy be any more annoying? I was almost ready to tell Blake that this would be a good time to leave before Lucy buys me a color and starts rubbing my tummy in exchange for treats. But Blake was already following her up the long driveway towards the enormous house. Obviously he didn't think anything about her calling me her little gay pet. I mean, seriously! Why was I not even consulted on these arrangements? At this point I'm starting to think that things at home might not be so bad at all.
"Are you coming Elijah?!" I heard Blake call back toward me, and with a sigh I started to follow him toward the house of plastic doom. There was no way of fighting this in any case it seemed.
I kept a few steps behind Blake and Lucy who were chatting away as if they have been best friends for years upon years. That actually made me think... How on earth did they become friends? Was she not the one that gave Blake my address in the first place as well? They seemed to be thick as thieves in any case, and I really needed to find out what that was all about, but right now all I had to concentrate on was to find out how the heck do I get out of a situation that I really do not want to be in.
I followed them into the house which was...
"Wow!" I did not mean to open my mouth. It's not like Lucy knew I could speak.
"Yeah, we get that a lot, but it's still small in comparison with what I have seen in my life," Lucy answered, all of a sudden very nonchalant about standing in an entrance hall that would have excited the queen herself.
"Now, I will be setting up you boys in the West Wing for now. And if somebody sees you, just tell them to call me. The servants know to listen to me by now. If they don't I start singing, and we don't want that to happen, now do we?" Lucy said with an evil grin.
"Why?" Blake blurted out before I could get my hand in front of his mouth. If he knew what I knew he would have never asked, but it was too late. She had already taken her first breath and the sound of her voice was already jumping of the walls around us and echoing back to us, sounding like an injured dog pleading for someone to take its life; howling at the moon to take it to a better place. And believe me, I envied the dog at that moment.
"YOU AND I!!! WERE MEANT TO FLY!!!"
The previous Celine Dion hit was butchered to a piece that could not have been recognized by the artist herself.
"Get her to shut up!" I sounded above her voice, but I did not think that anybody would be able to hear me. I was wrong.
"So you do speak little gay monkey? I always thought you were just playing. No mute person is as gay as you are. There had to be a voice in there somewhere."
I was sure there were a few insults hidden in what she had just said, but I did not care. I didn't even care that Lucy now knew that I could talk. It didn't matter at all to me anymore. At least she wasn't singing anymore and that was all that counted.
"Now come, let me show you your room," Lucy said and then she started walking up a flight of stairs. Then there was a hallway, and then down some steps again, and another flight of stairs.
"How big is this place in any case?" I asked, not minding that Lucy knew anymore that I could speak.
"I don't really know. But it's big. Mother told father the other day that we needed more help. She didn't bump into the help for almost a week the other month," Lucy said as we approached another long hallway. This one lined with red wallpaper and a red carpet, and doors leading in every direction.
"Wow!" I could not help exclaiming again. It was beautiful. It looked like something out of a fairytale castle in a movie.
"Mother doesn't like this part of the house. She says the red makes her skin look older," Lucy commented as she opened a door.
Sure... And that is the perfect explanation for not using half of your house!
"Why doesn't she just paint it?" I almost forgot that Blake was with us. I was in so much awe of the house that I barely noticed him.
"Oh, she will get to it in time," Lucy said and showed us into the room, which looked nothing like the hallway.
The hallway looked old and classy, with a touch of antique castle, but the inside of the room was the complete opposite. Yes, it was without a doubt classy, but it was modern with a cream carpet, and a dark wood bed. Everything else however was pure white. White curtains, white bedding, white pillows and white walls. It looked like a hotel room.
"Don't be shy! Come in!" Lucy shouted from within the room, when she saw me and Blake still standing in the door just eyeing it.
"Over here is the closet and if you open this door you will find a mini fridge. I did the liberty of stuffing it with some snacks and something to drink, but I will bring you dinner later on. In there is the bathroom, and if you open up the upper piece of the desk you will find a TV. I will see if I can organize a computer for you by tomorrow. Now, you boys have to excuse me, I have to go and get my nails done. It looks like a shipwreck after cheerleading practice."
"Thank you Lucy," Blake said. "I really owe you one."
"Don't mention it Hipster. But I just might need a little favor later on," she answered with a devious smile.
"Yeah, thanks Lucy. This is magical!" I exclaimed in glee. I felt free. This was exactly what I needed. Some pampering.
"Just remember, all magic comes with a price, dearie," and with a wink of the eye Lucy was gone, and I was left standing alone with Blake in the most beautiful room I had ever seen in my life, and would probably ever be in for as long as I may live.
"So what now?" I asked, standing closer to Blake, wanting him to wrap his arms around me. Luckily he realized fast enough and hugged me tight.
"Now we just relax for a while. We have found a way out so we're taking it," Blake whispered in my ear.
"You know it's not permanent right?" I wanted him to know that this wasn't real. This wasn't the solution. I needed him to know that real lives don't end up as fairytales.
"I know, but we will cross the next bridge when we get there," Blake whispered as he let go of me and fell down on the bed, ushering me next to him.
"So, when did you and Lucy become such good friends?" I just had to ask.
"Her mom knows mine," he said. Blake didn't look like he wanted to talk about his mother, but I needed to know.
"How? I can't picture your mom hanging around in mansions and at the country club," I said and giggled. Imagining Llaluna at a country club was hilarious. She was the type of person that would get dragged away by security for just looking in the country club's general direction.
"My mom is psychic to a lot of rich people. They keep her close because she knows all their secrets." There was a darkness over Blake's face. Something I haven't really seen before.
"Do you believe in your mom's cards?" I asked.
"I believe there are things that cannot just simply be explained," Blake answered.
"But do you believe your mom can really see the past and the future?" I asked again.
"I believe she has a gift."
"Do you believe her about me?"
"I don't allow pieces of printed cardboard to run my life. I am my own person," Blake said and before I could pose another question he leaned in and kissed me.
My whole world explode in white bliss. His warm mouth. His tongue, exploring parts of me nobody has ever explored before. His hand on my body and the heat radiating through my skin. For a moment everything was forgotten. My dad. His mom. The mansion. Lucy. Everything just disappeared completely and all that was left was Blake and me.
A/N: Sorry this took so long. I promise it won't happen again. The next chapter is already done so I will post again by Friday! Thanks so mucg for reading and remember to vote and comment!