Upon waking up, the first thing Brandon did was text Lucy. He tried to be restrained, as he couldn't send a 'Good morning' too full of emotion. Until her situation was resolved, he shouldn't be too intimate. That would complicate everything, especially for her.Lucy, good morning! I overheard part of your conversation - I'm sorry! - and I heard about a place that is hiring. Maybe you want to give it a shot…He didn't mention that he had any contact with anyone who knew the owner of the place. She could take that as 'getting a job by influence', even though Brandon was doing absolutely nothing but getting her to know about the opportunity.The message did not reach her. He waited a few minutes, and nothing.'Maybe her cell phone is off,' he thought. Leaving the device aside, Brandon went to take care of making him breakfast and taking a shower while the coffee was getting ready. When he sat down at the table, he looked again and nothing had changed: she hadn't received the message.He
Brandon woke up pretty early and decided to go out for a run. He started to do that two weeks before and he was really enjoying it. The city was quiet and when he got back home, he took a shower and got ready for classes. On the bus, he took a last look at his phone and still, no sign of Lucy. He passed by the library before he went to classes and Lucy was just picking up a book, all by herself. Brandon looked at both sides before approaching her. “I have news for you.” Brandon said, not looking at her, but at the books on the shelf near the girl. She took a quick glance at him and understood what she should do. “What is it, Bran?” She asked him and Brandon noticed a joy in her voice. He hoped it was because she was talking to him. “Hmm… I think you might find a job soon. Not sure.” He would take a few glances at her by the corner of his eyes. She was biting her lips. Brandon noticed that she had her hair in a bun and a few strands of her were falling on her face. She looke
Brandon decided that he would leave his sorrows outside his work and outside the Dojang. He couldn’t keep worrying all the time about Lucy and feeling pitiful about his own situation. If he wanted to be strong enough, capable enough to help her in any way, he had to do something more than just crying around. “Hey, Fella!” “Hey there, Greg!” Brandon waved at the redhead. Gregory walked to Brandon looking back a few times, which caused Brandon to raise his eyebrows to the guy. “Do ye 'ave a girlfriend, mate?” he asked Brandon and smiled. “Hmmm, why the question about my private life, Greg?” He squinted his eyes, and Gregory laughed. “Well, I 'ave a sister that there wants to go with someone to the fair, next weekend.” “And?” “I do not want to go with 'er!” Gregory was almost crying and had a beginning look in his eyes, while holding the broom between both his hands, as if begging. Look, I don’t like to go to fairs…” Brandon answered, putting his hands in front of his own
That took Brandon completely by surprise. He would never expect Lucy to act like that. Not that he wasn't liking it, quite the opposite.He wrapped his hands around her waist and squeezed it, but not too hard. He couldn't be that cheeky, either. It would be like taking advantage of the situation and that would be more than wrong.“Lucy, how are you?” Brandon asked, smelling her hair. Lucy's outfit was a thin green blouse, he noticed, so he felt the warmth of her skin better.She released him, slowly, and her face was super red. Lucy really wasn't the type to throw herself into anyone's arms, but she wanted to have physical contact with Brandon, and after that bold kiss with Damon, she wanted that even more."Sorry, Bran," she apologized and cleared her throat. "I… I just wanted to know how you’ve been doing.""I am fine. What about you?" Brandon asked, trying to keep some distance. Yes, the hypothesis the master had raised about Lucy having been thinking about another man, while she w
Lucy was more than nervous, waiting outside. Yeah, that was no important job like her mother would say, since it was for no grand company, not to earn millions a year. But to Lucy, that was a life changing job. The beginning of her life, her own life. She was waiting outside the manager’s office, since the interview would be with that person. She had no idea if it was a man or a woman. “Thank you, Mr. Fischer!” A man’s voice echoed from the door that was being opened. The person who left was a middle-aged man, with a gentle smile. He looked at Lucy and moved his head as in a greeting. After he left, she looked again at the door and a very blond man, around his fifties and a few white hairs in his temples was looking at her. His eyes were very light, but she was unsure if blue or green. “Miss Fairfax, I suppose?” He asked and Lucy stood up, nodding. “A pleasure to meet you! I am Arnold Fischer, the manager of this company. Please, come in!” “Thank you, Mr. Fischer!” Lucy said and
“Rindley, come on! It’s lunch time!” Augustina had called her beloved son, who had been playing with Lucy, outside. “Come, sis, it’s time for us to eat,” the little boy had said, already up and offering a hand to Lucy, while the other one had been dusting off his clothes. Lucy had been a very shy girl, therefore she’d been unsure whether she’d been also invited to eat, since her mother had not called her. She’d said ‘Rindley’, not ‘kids’. “I… must I go?” shed asked her brother in a small voice. “Of course, Lu. How silly!” he had said and held her hand, smiling at his sister. “She didn’t call my name,” Lucy had insisted. Last time Augustina had called Rindley and Lucy had followed him, she’d been scolded and punished. Rindley had crouched in front of the little blonde girl and patted her head. “Lu, you are my sister. If I go to eat, you also will go to eat. We are twins, remember?”“But momm–”“Don’t worry, Lu—I’ll protect you this time!” he’d assured her and put a hand on his c
As soon as Lucy arrived home, she went to her room, with a happy smile on her face. But she didn't even have the opportunity to take her jacket off, for Rindley barged into her room.“Oh, my Gosh! Rindley!” Lucy was startled by his sudden entrance, and her hand went automatically to her chest. “Couldn’t you knock first?”Rindley had a scowl in his face and closed the door with a slam, staring at Lucy. He started to walk in her direction, making Lucy take a step backwards for each step forward he took. “Tell me, Lucy, were you always such a little whore, or has it begun now that you are in college?” he asked her with a dangerous expression, and Lucy frowned, incapable of answering. “Answer me!” “I-I… W-what are you t-talking about?” Lucy stumbled over the bed, when the back of her knee bumped into the piece of furniture. She was looking at her brother in confusion. The words he was saying made no sense in her mind. “I saw you, Lucy!” he screamed, and then his hands were on her shoul
After classes, Brandon left the building and someone blocked his way. Since he was thinking about his life and what to do next, he didn’t see the person’s face right away, but when he did he was a bit surprised. Rindley Fairfax. “Brandon, right?” the man asked, looking at Brandon with a certain… contempt?Although Brandon knew who the guy was, he decided to pretend he didn’t. How could he know? He would have to explain where he first saw Rindley—and it had nothing to do with Lucy, but with the secret he wanted to hold to himself: his family. “And who is asking?” Rindley took a step in Brandon’s direction. Although Rindley was a big man, Brandon was much taller for about a head and, now, filling up. Not that people could really tell, since he used baggy clothes, but even his face was larger. “Don’t play dumb, ok? I know you and Lucy have been more than too friendly. And you, Brandon, seem like the stalker type.” Brandon couldn’t deny that, because he did stalk Lucy on social media