Monday arrived and Brandon headed off to college, anxious to know whether or not Lucy would show up for classes. He feared that she hadn't just been away for a week, but that she wouldn't come back to Illinois Wesleyan University anymore.;When he got there, he found Damon tangling his fingers in Lucy's hair, while she kept her face serene, eyes downcast, writing down something.“Yes, I am very lucky indeed!” Damon was talking to another guy, super smiling.“When will the wedding be?”“After we finish college, we will spend a year of official engagement before society and then we can get married.” Damon said and leaned down to kiss the corner of Lucy's mouth. Despite her face downcast, Brandon noticed the movement of her mouth, indicating that she wasn't satisfied.“Get in or out of the way!” A messy haired girl yelled at Brandon, startling him. He entered and stepped to the side to give the girl passage. When he looked ahead, his gaze and Lucy's met. For a few seconds they stared at
Two months passed and Brandon noticed that Lucy was getting more and more despondent. She went to classes, but rarely had anything to eat in the cafeteria. He didn't know what to do to help her. She didn't even respond to the few messages he'd sent her.One day, Brandon walked past her and Damon and overheard part of their conversation.“I want to work, Damon!” She complained, and the other man scoffed with a smile.“My love, you don't have to work! You don't need anything and you definitely won't lack anything when we get married.”“But I want to feel useful!” Lucy's real purpose was to be able to have a little freedom. She wished she could have some time for herself, do something away from Damon and also be away from her family. Everything she did was always around those people who didn't give her any happiness."I'll check with my father then!" Damon responded brusquely. Then he let out a sigh and moved closer to Lucy, caressing her face. “Sorry if I was stupid just now. I’ll see i
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