"Who is it?" Lucas asked, noticing the stricken look on my face.I showed him my phone screen, his eyes scanning the caller ID. "It's my dad.""Let me answer it." Lucas held out his hand, and I could see the way his jaw tightened.I knew he wasn't happy with my father about what he had done to me. Lucas only wanted to start an argument with him."No, you're going to yell at him.""He deserves more than just that," Lucas argued, his eyes hardening. "He's lucky he's in hiding somewhere, otherwise I would pay him a visit and really let him know how I feel."As harsh as Lucas was being, I agreed with him on some extent and it warmed my heart that he felt so protective over me."Fine, if you don't want me to answer it. You answer it," he encouraged, sensing the gravity of the situation. "Do you want a moment of privacy?"I shook my head, my hand trembling as I answered the call. I wanted Lucas here for moral support, and I wanted him to hear whatever my father had to say.I put my phone on
Lucas POVShana pulled away from my arms, letting her head hang low. She didn't even make eye contact with me as she said, "I think I'm going to go to bed."I nodded, "That's a good idea. You deserve some rest."As I watched Shana walk away, a mix of emotions swirled within me. The events from the night hung heavily in my mind and I knew there was a lot for her to think about. There were probably still things she wanted me to address.She made her way up the stairs and just as she had closed the door to her bedroom, Grandma Jo emerged from her own room. She peeked down at me from the top level, her face a mixture of curiosity and concern.She walked down the stairs and motioned for me to join her in the living room. I felt like a little kid again, getting in trouble with my grandma.She pointed to the couch, and I reluctantly took a seat, watching as she took the spot beside me."Lucas, we need to talk," she said, her tone serious.I nodded, bracing myself for the inevitable conversat
The next morning, the sunlight filtered through my curtains, casting a warm glow in the room.As I stirred awake, the events of the previous night flooded my thoughts. I laid there for a moment, recalling the confrontation last night.All in all, it had ended on a positive note. Lucas was back in my life, but the scars of betrayal still lingered. I didn't know how long it would take for me to forgive him. Trust meant a lot to me, and it seemed like it was hard for Lucas to trust me.He's lied to me so often that I've gotten used to it. I shouldn't have to be used to feeling this way. I wanted Lucas to treat me with respect. I didn't want him to go behind my back and do things that I would eventually find out.I didn't want to make things easy for him. He'd have to work hard to gain my forgiveness. Hopefully, that will teach him never to lie to me again.When I finally got out of bed, I changed and walked downstairs. Lucas was already seated at the dining room table, a plate of breakfa
Once Lucas and I got to school we went our separate ways. I didn't want to hold his hand through the hallways like we used to. I just needed some space away from him to think.A few students seemed to pick up on our awkward goodbye, but for the most part, they left me alone. It was a rarity, and a blessing that I wasn't taking for granted.I walked through the busy hallways as I walked toward the senior lockers. I was not looking forward to spending the next seven hours inside of this building. I just wanted to go home and lay down in my bed and drown in whatever sadness was inside of me."Hey there Shanana Banana," a familiar cheery voice greeted me.I turned slowly, meeting eyes with James who was walking beside me. He offered me a small smile and bumped my side."Shanana Banana?" I asked with a cringe. "Really?""Cute, right?" he asked. "I think it suits you.""I don't.""Oh, don't be like that!" James smiled wider as we continued walking, but concern soon replaced the playful look
Over the next few days, things between Lucas and I remained the same.I still was surprised to see him in the mornings at Grandma Jo's sitting at the table, and our drives to school were still silent.Even though Lucas respected my space and gave me time to heal on my own, he was still making a quiet effort.I opened my locker the other day and found a note from him, complimenting how beautiful I looked that day.When I got home from Grandma Jo's yesterday. There was a bouquet of roses sitting beside my bed in a glass vase.He had been doing little things to show me he was sorry, using his actions instead of his words, just like I had told him to.I couldn't deny the fact that I found his gestures incredibly romantic. He hadn't made such an effort like that before.I knew he was sorry and as the days went by, I felt more and more willing to accept his apology and move on from this.After school on Friday, Lucas and I were driving back to Grandma Jo's in my car when his phone began to
The two of us settled on the couch with a pizza box between us. It was pepperoni, Lucas and I's favorite."Want to watch a movie?" Lucas asked, flipping through the TV channels."Sure." I settled back into the couch cushions. "What should we watch?""Something funny?" Lucas asked, clicking on a movie that had just started. "What about this?""Yeah, I'm down," I said, looking down at the pizza box. "Can we eat now?"Lucas laughed, giving me a nod. "Yes, we can eat now. Geez, someone must be hungry.""Well, it took someone like two hours to cook something that ended up being inedible anyway. Then it took another hour for the pizza to get here.""Sorry," Lucas's expression was sheepish and apologetic as he opened the box. "I ruined the night, didn't I?""Not at all." I looked at him. "You ordered the pizza, after all."He snorted. "Great, at least I did one thing right."As the movie's opening credits flickered on the screen, casting a soft light across the room, I couldn't help but feel
This time, it was really morning as I woke up.Sunlight streamed through my window, covering my entire room in a glow. I turned in my bed and frowned when I noticed that the opposite side of the bed appeared slept in.My confusion was soon replaced with realization as the events from the previous night flooded through my mind.Lucas and I kissed on the couch. Things didn't progress any further than that, but I remember Lucas carrying me up to my bedroom when I started to fall asleep again.He was about to leave my room to go to his own bedroom when I'd said, "No. Stay here.""You want me to sleep here with you tonight?" Lucas asked from the doorway cautiously."Yes," I said, patting the empty space next to me. "Come."It didn't take any further convincing for Lucas to slide under the covers next to me. He pressed his front against my back and cuddled me until I fell asleep.Looking at the space he once occupied, I figured he must've woken up already. A content smile played on my lips.
My phone continued to ring, and I looked down at the caller ID, unsure of who was calling."Who is it?" Lucas asked curiously, peeking over to look at my phone screen.I shrugged. "I don't know..."It was as if my intuition was trying to tell me something bad was about to happen.Everything inside of me was urging me not to pick up the phone. However, there was a part of me that was curious about who was calling.Ignoring the sudden nervous flutter in my chest, I picked up the call."Hello?" I answered cautiously, looking to Lucas for some kind of support.He kept his eyes on me, letting me know that I had his full attention. He would be there for me no matter what happened.A voice, stern and official, echoed through the phone, "Hello. Is this Shana?"My grip tightened around the device as an unexpected chill coursed through me.Lucas noticed my shift and whispered, "What did they say?""They said my name," I told Lucas. He pursed his lips, clearly not happy with that."I'm sorry," I