18. Lucas Fletcher - InvitationsMature

Lucas Fletcher

I left the cafe quickly after Scarlett had left. There was no reason for me to be there and by the way Nina was eyeing me,  it made me feel rather uncomfortable. She didn't like me; it was clear. And if she's a close friend of Scarlett's, she might be able to sabotage the relationship we have.

Taking a long sip out of the cold beer in my hand, I lay back against the chair, stretching my leges out in front of me. Today had been a long day for both of us, but after it all I remained filled with questions. Scarlett had never shared the true thoughts behind the relationship we held. I always forced the answer out of her, desperate to know what she felt.

Sometimes, my love for her felt unrequited. She always looked hesitant, the fear shining in her eyes when I spoke to her; as if she was in enemies territory. It didn't feel right for me to treat her badly sometimes but I wanted her to return the love I felt for her wholly. I wanted her for myself. 

At first, I'd blamed others for preventing that from happening. But only as time passed on in Dreamland, and I started knowing her better did I realize that the conflict came from within herself.

Reaching for the phone directory, I looked through it, searching for Scarlett's number. It took me awhile to reach her as there were a few other Scarlett Kidd's. It was only when I heard her answer machine did I recognize her voice.

"Hi, this is Scarlett's place! I'm not here at the moment but you can drop a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible!"

I smiled at the tone she used; full of life and happiness. Why didn't I hear that when she was with me? Shaking my head, I started speaking into the reciever.

"Hey Scarlett. It's Lucas. I was wondering if you'd want to meet up for dinner sometime tommorow." I spoke carefully, trying to let the anger or frustration leak into my voice. "If you're interested, you can call me at this number." After giving her my contact and the hotel adress, I hung up and sighed.

Just maybe, if I played easy for awhile, I might learn the truth.

The End

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