Tom reclined in his chair at the lunch bar, his friends listening to what he was saying. "Fifteen grand against Croft." He said. So far, besides the stares he got, his friends hadn't brought the kiss up and that was a good thing. He couldn't say the same for Lacey. The last time he glanced her way she had her head down and other girls besides the two girls she was with obviously had something to say. How was he going to start apologising? Not to mention when he went looking for her after Ms. Patter's class he couldn't find her. She wasn't even in the burnt house. "Fifteen grand against Croft. You're betting with college kids?" David spoke and Tom nodded. "What if you lose? And by that I mean what if they win?" "Then I'll pay. What else can I do?""To tell the truth Tom, I think your betting is getting out of hand." Tate added. "You should slow it down a bit." "What? I can pay.""It's not the point dude. It's gambling." George spoke up. "On some level you have to know tha
"What's going on?" Bethany asked when she approached the other girls at the table. Lacey had her head bent and her forehead creased, hating herself for allowing herself to be dragged to the lunch bar. After her last class before lunch, Anita and Fay walked up to her sides, took her hands and pulled her with them despite her refusal and wish to be alone. And now all eyes were either on her or the students around were coming to give their comments on the matter. "You're joking right?" Anita looked at Bethany in disbelief."What?" She looked at all of them. "What's going on?" She repeated. "Tom Wade kissed Lacey in Ms. Patter's class." Anita answeredBethany gasped and took her seat beside them. "No way really?" "Check the Holloway app would you." Fay instructed and she obeyed. "Wow! How was it?" Anita and Fay glared at her and she simmered down her excitement. "Sorry. I'm sorry." "As if you would like it if that was done to you." Fay said, patting Lacey's back.
His hair was a mess and there was frustration in his eyes. Where did she go? Tom went straight to her house after having been in detention for his stupid mistake; and both Lola and Sadey had told him she wasn't there. Lola had said to check Cosmos, which he did and she wasn't there either. Of course he tried her cell but she wasn't answering. The receptionist said she hadn't been there so he went to White Mist. She wasn't there either. He was told to try her mother's office building. He doubted she was there and was leaning towards driving to her father's house when he changed his mind. With a bouquet of assorted flowers in one hand and a box of chocolate in the other. Which he had been carrying around from the moment his search began, he walked into the almost completely empty lobby. He sighed in relief when he saw her coming out of an elevator. "Lacey!" He called out. She looked his way and made her way towards him. He had expected that if she saw the offerings... so to speak, in h
Lying on his bed, Lacey rested her head on his chest listening to his heart beat and feeling the rhythm of their breathing. With their legs tangled and their forms so close to each other, she felt warm and comfortable. Softly sliding her hand on his lower arm until her fingers intertwined with his, she smiled when he locked his fingers, then she locked hers. His other hand squeezed her shoulder lightly. They weren't talking, they were just in a comfortable silence that made them both happy. She wasn't angry anymore. Tom couldn't begin to discribe how happy that made him. He had to admit though, that he was a lot relieved that it hadn't ended with them breaking up. It sounds stupid but it could have been possible. He knew what she wanted and with no reasoning what so ever, he almost wrecked it. Her decision to stop sneaking around was a good idea. Now that Tom is in her life, she can't imagine him not being in it. She loved him, so the thought of losing him felt dreadful. Unles
Almost five minutes after Tom had arrived, Lacey arrived as well. He got out of his car and discretely went to hers and sat in the back seat. It was 4:43. p.m which meant they still had a few minutes to kill before they had to go in for the match. Still sitting in the driver's seat, Lacey turned back and locked eyes with him. He stared at her smiling and she stared right back doing the same. It was cold out and the both had their jackets on. "See I told you your hair is longer." Tom stated. "I know it is." She tugged a braided strand. She had braided one small part of her hair on each side and joined them together at the back while the rest of her hair fell in place. "You look beautiful.""Why thank you handsome." She smiled wider and he chuckled. "So who do you think is going to win this match?" They talked and laughed until they decided it was time to go in. He looked outside the window to make sure it was safe before he stepped out of the car. The parking lot had more
Lacey walked straight into the den and sat beside her mother. She looked at the glass of white wine in her hand. "Lacey Atkins, where have you been?" Smiling, she looked at her mother's stern looking face. "There's no need for full name calling mother. I went to see a friend." Her mother's mouth hung open. "Really?""I knew that would get your attention. Yes really." "That's new, even for you.""Well, it's my last year in high school, so I thought, you know, why not." She smiled broadly. "That's great." Lacey nodded. "Does this mean there's a boyfriend?" Her smile vanished. "No mother, not since Dennis. How about you?" Her smile reappeared as she tilted her head. "No sweetness. I'm not discussing that with you.""No answer usually means yes." She got to her feet. "It also means NO."Lacey glanced at her with a nod. "Good night mother." She raised the glass. "Night. And be quiet, Sadey's asleep.""Mm hmm." Tom sat in the driver's seat and close
Game season was over, they won all their games. A great end to their last year in high school. There was the homecoming dance, Tom was there for a few minutes but then he left. Lacey wasn't there so why was he there? Tate was crowned homecoming king. He heard all about it the next day, he was too busy with his girlfriend to care about the events of one night that he wasn't interested in. Lacey threw another M party that she did not attend... technically. He helped with the clean up. Then there was Christmas then new year... and school all over again. With all this change, one thing was constant... Tom owed three college guys money and he couldn't pay up, and they didn't stop asking for it. "You really should keep your promises kid." "I will keep it. I just can't give you anything right now. Give me a few months." He asked for the second time in the new year. So much for ignore them and it'll go away. "Why does it have to take so long? You're a rich kid who goes to a rich
They went about their Monday as they normally would have. Tom ignored the warnings of the college guys. And Lacey stayed away from her ever chatting friends. Jody and Fay told the group about the sketchy hooded guy they saw making out with some blond. A good job on Tom's part, who knows what would have been the story by now... she didn't want to think about it. While they went about their businesses as the days went by, neither of them realised that someone was watching them while they met up after school. And also... someone was beginning to notice her more and more. Not them together... just Lacey. While Darin listened to music and kept his eyes on his laptop screen typing, his girlfriend sat on his bed admiring him. "Babe." He grunted in response. "Look what I got." She pulled up her shirt sleeve to reveal a tattoo of the his name on her upper arm. He looked at it and went right back to typing. "Well?" He didn't answer. "Do you like it? I thought you would like it." "
Bryan gave attention to the papers on his desk. Knowing the Human Resources manager had just walked into his office, and yet not looking at her. "You shouldn't keep me waiting Miss." "I'm sorry sir. I just..." her voice squeaked. Like every other time she came before the big boss man. "Now I'm doing work I planned to do at home here." "I apologise. It's just. I noticed that your new assistant doesn't have a last name in her file and-" "I know what her last name is." "But sir-" "I know who I hired. I have my reasons for keeping her last name out of her file. Unless she decides to tell you her last name... which I doubt she will. Considering." He smiled. Remembering Nick's lack of expression when neither of them said her last name. "Understand? This is my decision. Good night." "Yes Mister Atkins. I apologise for wasting your time." He knew his reason wasn't good enough. But there was nothing she could do about that. Lucill
Dim lights flooded the entire room. Music playing ever so loudly, he could barely hear himself think. The VIP room in the club was a little less crowded than the other side of the velvet rope. Leaning back against his chair, leg crossed; ankle on his left knee, one hand on his right thigh and the left holding on to the glass of scotch on the table, he stared into the somewhat golden liquid. Wearing a white shirt with no tie, two top buttons undone and a dark blue suit. His heart pounding from the effects of the drug. Lost in nothing and thinking of nothing, he didn't look up when the velvet rope was lifted and his friend walked in with a girl in a tight short dress calling his name excitedly. "Nicky! Nicky!!" His friend called out over the music. He didn't look up. His friend was now standing beside him. "This is Sandy." His friend gestured to the girl giggling beside him. He still didn't look up. Tracing his fingers round the rim of his glass. "This is Nicky, beautiful."
TWENTY FOUR YEARS AGO..."What do you mean you're not coming?! "I don't want this. I don't want any part of this, i never did" "Oh and apparently she did?!" Renee stood so close, hoping to hear what Nick was saying. "Nick-" "No dad. I'm not coming. Besides, you're there.""Damn it Nick! She's asking for you." "So what?""This is your child!" Renee held one hand over her mouth in shock and the other on her husband's arm. "I'm not coming.""Then, don't come back. Don't come back at all. I don't want to see you here." Bryan spat.But first...*****Beethoven's Ruins of Athens No.4 played in the background. Idle chatter going on all around. Waiters passing around champagne from one person to the other like a plague. Such elegant evening gowns round the hall. The music seemed to move through her, she'd never been one for such music and yet she was enjoying it, more than she thought she would. It was
Crap. She wasn't wearing her other clothes. But so what? Tate already knows too much. "Hi." Lacey kept a straight face. Tate stepped aside, giving her space to enter the house. Without a word from him, she went towards the living room. Only to stop when she saw David and George on their feet. Hearing Tate call her name got them to get up. So it wasn't just Tate who had now seen her out of her other clothes. Oh who cares? "Where's Tom?" She asked. They looked at her like she was a completely different person down to the way she dressed. Which in a way is true. It took a few seconds before George spoke for all of them. "Uhh... upstairs." "Thanks." She veered towards the stairs. Tate cleared his throat. "We'll just go then." She looked back at him and nodded. "Lock the door behind us please?" She did as she was asked. The first thing she noticed when she pushed his room door open was the mess. The room wasn't as bright as it usually was, things had been t
Tom shrugged off his jacket when he got home. He let it fall to the ground as he headed towards the kitchen, ignoring Tate and George who got in after him. He grabbed a glass from the kitchen island and poured himself a glass of water. He could barely bring himself to drink it. How did this happen? They were happy and then Abby showed up. How blind had he been in that moment that he didn't see right through it all? He let her take him upstairs and he thought she was apologising. How stupid can he be? With new rage building up, he threw the glass at the fridge with force. He watched it shatter once it hit and water ran down the fridge door. Groaning, he dug his hands into his hair. It had all been a plan to break them up. And he fell for it. How did he not know any better? He looked at the dishes by the sink and swept them off the counter. All of them breaking. The sound only muffling his ragged breathing for a moment. He hated the memory. Only wishing he could go back and stop hi
It was strange to see her house looking the way it did. She'd never admired it from afar before. The bouncer with the guest list stood by the door. She always talked to him before heading inside never to be seen again till morning. A string of colourful lights were hung out. Kids from different schools walking up to the trusty bouncer to see who was who and decide which of the kids before him would be his unlucky victim. Tom held her hand and stuffed their hands in his pocket. She was sure he could feel how cold her hands were, and the knots were still there. Music was playing inside. From where they stood they could hear it. They could also hear people talking excitedly around them. Tate and the others in front of them were no different. Those without invites wondering out loud if they'd be let in. There were a lot of people waiting to get in in front of them. And from what she could see, a guy and a girl had already been told to get lost since they got out of the car. The bouncer i
How dare he? How dare he look at her after what he did? The sight of Dennis made her angry. Not to mention the fact that he was looking at her from where he sat, three tables away. Even if he looked remorseful. Remembering him groaning in pain when she pressed his ribs was enough to make her smile a little and keep the anger away. Tom slipped his arm round her waist, snapping her out of her thoughts. She looked at him and smiled, remembering that she was with him and his friends. The bell for the next classes to begin was rung and the boys stood up. Tom winked at her before he left with them. They had classes but she didn't, yet. Watching them leave, she was nearly startled when Dennis took a seat across from her. Her hands gripped the side of her chair. "I'm sorry. Lacey I'm so sorry." He rushed his words. Thinking she would leave before he got a chance to talk. "I snapped. I shouldn't have, but I did. I saw you with him the day before and I couldn't take it." Lacey's
"So." Marvin broke the silence that had taken over since Lacey called Darin. He looked at Darin who's eyes were closed. "Are you upset you weren't there to help her?" "No. It's about time she started handling things herself. Even if she only handled part of it." He unlocked his phone and sent a text. "Who is this guy anyway?" It was taking a lot to keep his anger in check. Unlike Darin who was exceptionally calm, though his forehead was creased. "Her ex boyfriend. The one who cheated." "That piece of shit kid?!" There was no hiding it there. Darin nodded, his phone buzzing. He got a reply. When his phone rang, he picked up instantly. Not knowing who was calling. "Count yourself lucky that I wasn't there to rip you apart." The raspy rage full voice made him shiver, eyes widening in terror. Dennis looked around the room like the person on the phone was with him. "Who is this?" "You should have left her a
Hands on her hips, a stern look on her face and her friends beside her, she watched Jody walking down the hall among other students. "Jody right?" She got the girl's attention. A smirk taking over the stern look. "Yeah?" Jody walked up to them."You're the witch's friend aren't you?" "I don't know any witch.""Ugh! Lacey." She rolled her eyes. "Oh! I said friend. But that's not remotely true." "What do you mean by that?" Jody folded her arms. "I am Lacey's friend." "You don't have to play that game with me.""I'm not playing." She scoffed. "Yeah. Sure. But, you did see me and my friends by her locker. I know that for a fact." "What are you talking about?""I'm not buying the fake innocence. She saw you" She pointed at one of the girls beside her. "Look at us getting into Lacey's locker, she saw you walk away." Jody wanted to speak, she cut her off. "The day the witch had that locker room incident." J