LOGINLUCAS POV “Hey.” Maddie said softly as she folded her hands together underneath the large sweater she was wrapped in. She looked cleaner, fresher and collectively bright I cleared my throat, unsure of what to say or do, i just simply held on to her door knob as the thousands of questions echoed through my mind all at the same time. Then she looked over her shoulders and around, then shrugged her shoulders. “I guess we have a lot to catch up on…” she said finally, a small smile breaking out on her cracked lips.“Oh uh yeah..” i chuckled nervously, “ i guess.” Was this really happening, …was she awake?, my heart juggled through all the many things i wanted to say to her, all the letters i sent to her, all the wasted years i spent searching for whom my soul was without her. “But this is quite a pink room.” She chuckled quietly, I bit back a chuckle, holding it back with a fist of my hand, “Truth is, -—, i designed this specially for you.” I took a step further into the room. her
{now playing: earned it by the weekend } Lucas pov She was right. Damn it … she really was, if the press as much as suspected anything they would drown us with their rolling cameras. So I moved closer to her. She kept her eyes wide open, filled with questions and uncertainties. They were a bit swollen and glossy, I could easily tell she had been crying for so long. But why? Then her lips parted slightly. This was the nearest I’d been to her since the hot and mind blowing session at Carcassonne, I could feel her heat bursting through the tiny space between us, This wasn’t happening—, fuck Lucas ….I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. I hated her …I hated that she broke my trust and left me for dead!Then slowly a line of tear rolled down her eyes, running into her plump lips….”what are you doing Victoria?” I mouthed inaudibly, tracing the warm liquid around her lips as she closed her eyes shut. Damn you. I crashed my lips on hers slowly, my heart raced, maybe this was a wrong ide
Victoria pov “Miss Victoria,?!” Becky’s shrill voice cut through the hallway from behind me, I stopped still,holding the flowing remains of my wedding dress in my hands. “Were you ever going to tell me you were getting married?” She asked, “or was I just going to pick up bits and pieces from the news?” I scoffed and turned around. She was putting on a floral pink dress, just like what any maid of honor would wear on a ceremony of her close friend. But this wasn’t a wedding, it was just a contract. “Are you c-crying?” she asked stepping forward, “Uh—, Becky,” I breathed in sharply. “ I I wish I could explain to you but these past weeks have been —tough” my throat tightened. “Lucas and I, we have our differences now and I don’t think we will ever be the way we used to be…” I trailed off, wiping off the rows of tears running down my right eye. “Wait.” She chuckled hesitantly. “Then why did you marry him.” She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “I didn’t have a choice.” I answe
Lucas pov "Remember not to screw this up." My father walked in and stood at the entrance saying. He was suited up in a plain white tuxedo suit, casting a sharp sync with his grey turning white hair. "You look dashing." I stated blandly. Nearly rolling my eyes."It's a cause for celebration, or don't you think so?"he asked, I scoffed, cause for celebration or blackmail? You never cared about my activities-, I wonder what sparks your interest now." I shrugged out the black tie painfully suffocating me. He looked around the empty room with his lips pursed tight, casting judgmental looks on every item his eyes fell on and then lingered a bit longer on the tossed tie. "Julian was good with Knotting ties you know." He said,"And then he died." I shot back. " I don't need to remind you that it's a wedding and not a memorial.-,oh wait," I tipped the end of my chin now saying, "Is this even a wedding or a set up for your astute hate for Maddie. You know what?-I don't even wanna talk abo
The aisle was lined with nearly or more than a hundred white flowers on each sides, it all almost felt real. What was this? A ‘crazy rich asians’ wedding?” I mentally chuckled as i took my first step. The guests which i had no idea whom they were all rose up to honor the bride, as curtsy demands of course but the, my throat suddenly tightened, There was no groom waiting at the end of the aisle. Where was lucas?The lace of my dress all so suddenly felt suffocatingky tight and my palm moistened with sweats from the internal volcano erupting within me. Isn’t the groom supposed to be waiting for the bride?” Someone whispered from the sidelines,”The murmurs were small and hushed at first, but then it broke into entire audible conversation between guests with each Walk i took.“Dad….” I took a deep breath saying, “the groom,—,” my voice trembled, “he’s not present.” “He will be here soon. Just put a smile on your face.” He said, tightening my arm around his, his Rigid posture The p
THE WEDDING DAY(Throwback) “Trisha!,” i stared at the mirror assessing Trishas wedding dress. She rushed in, eyes wide open as i smiled brightly at my reflection. “I look so pretty in your wedding dress,” i gurgled excitedly. “Don't you ever fucking do that again!” She yanked the veil from my hair…. “ its not a good feat to wear a brides dress vicky, are you crazy?” “Oh…uh, I'm sorry” i zipped down the dress immediately and suddenly, there was a banging knock at the door. “Ill get that.” I scurried off saying.“Uh, the bride isn't ready yet. How can i help you?” I answered the event planner who stood at the door face paled out like she had seen a ghost, “Whats wrong?” I asked, “Its been called off.” She answered in. Barely audible whisper. “What, did you just say?” Trishas voice sounded from behind, it came off as a hollow, breathless gasp, and i could see the ripple in her heart through her glossy eyes. “Wait…wait…how did this happen?” I continued to bask in my hopeless co
(THROW BACK TO THE MORNING AFTER DINNER AT CARLS ) "Leaving early?" Carl stood at the front door, arms folded. Lucas nodded swiftly. "Gotta problem with that?"he asked, "Oh, none at all." he smiled tight, walking up closer to Lucas."I heard the noises last night, the screams,
Chapter twenty one Victoria's pov. The following morning. My eyes opened slowly to the rays of lights that blasted in. ...I yawned, Twisting and turning on the bed, I stretched my arm and there was no one beside on the bed ...Where was Lucas? Then the memories f
This wasn't happening.“Perfect.” Trisha grinned. “To be honest Victoria, i never thought you’d agree but, love is pretty influential isn't it?”What was she talking about?Turns out i nodded my head when Lucas asked my opinion.Then my eyes drifted to carl. There was an unsure expression on his
LUCAS POV I watched her chest rise and fall,In a rhythm only peculiar to the push and pull of the tides of the ocean.Her lips parted for words to escape, but they felt stuck.I couldn't let her do this to herself, it wasn't worth it. “Um….” She blinked, her wispy eyes still shimmering with disb







