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Chapter 282 - Do you carry on with Lucy? - Not so simple
🕑 Added 2023-01-10 18:48:03 +0000 UTCNormally you would jump at the chance to start something with Lucy given that her usual reaction was to either insult or scowl at you. The look she was giving you now was as close as you were going to get to approval when it came to her but you still had mixed feelings of your own.
That would usually be enough for you but given that you had had a rather special night with Emma a little over an hour ago, it felt rather disingenuous to start something sexual or romantic with someone else.
“Look I know I’d normally start acting like a pervert right about now but I don’t think I should tonight. I don’t know if you would have let me but I want you to make me keep my hands to myself” you asked, trying to limit yourself by having Lucy be your moral compass.
Her wide eyes proved that she was surprised at your restraint but there was also a hint of disappointment that you knew she would never admit to.
“...Sure, I wouldn’t have let you do anything anyway so I don’t know why you’re even thinking about that” Lucy replied, backtracking as she moved to get up.
“I didn’t mean you have to get up. The three of us lay here like this reminds me of some older memories. I know stuff has changed since then but I think it’s nice to do this once in a while” you admitted, getting Lucy to lie back down next to you without any complaint.
“You’re still just as much of a dork” Lucy teased, getting more comfortable now that she knew you didn’t have any ulterior motives and laying on her side to face you.
Her head was right on your shoulder just like Sarah but Lucy lifted her arm and rested it on your chest, lazily running a finger over your tshirt before she continued.
“Remember when you and Sarah used to fight over who got to sit next to me for car rides?” Lucy asked with a genuine smile you rarely saw from her, making you draw up long forgotten memories that made you smile right back.
"Yeah and she always seemed to win. You know you could have saved me a lot of hassle if you'd have sat in the middle?" you teased, knowing she had always hated getting a seat without a window.
"Oh you loved fighting with her. I think you were bothered about winning than actually sitting next to me" she joked back, the car rides always ending in you and Sarah competing in one game or another, if only to keep yourselves occupied.
That led the both of you into reminiscing about some of the road trips you used to take as a group but while those memories were some of your happy ones, the presense of John in the driver's seat now seemed to taint them slightly. You saw Lucy’s expression sour as she came to the same conclusion as you, and while you had avoided the topic of your weekend trip with her for the most part, you did think she ought to have some knowledge of what your plans were.
“Hey so, you know I’m going with Emma and Grace over the weekend right?” you asked, working up some courage while you waited for an answer.
“UhhHmm” Lucy lazily replied, giving you a quick glance to make eye contact before her eyes went back to watch Sarah.
“Well there's another reason we’re going. I wanna tell you now as a warning but you gotta promise not to tell Mary or Sarah. Not until I’m back at least” you asked, catching her attention fully this time and getting her to sit up to face you.
“Do you think we should discuss this somewhere else then?” she questioned, looking at Sarah who was still fast asleep.
You weren’t sure if Lucy wanted to move so that she wouldn’t wake Sarah if she overreacted or if she just didn’t want her to overhear. Either way, Sarah hearing about John was something both of you wanted to leave until absolutely necessary and it seemed like Lucy had already guessed that was where the conversation was going, the roadtrip memories and your sudden mention of this weekend giving her enough to pick up on your sudden change in topic.
The change in location would be a welcome one for you as well, enjoying having both of them so close if not for the slow loss of feeling you had had in your arm ever since Sarah had starting lying on it.
Lucy moved off the bed and gave you room to slowly remove yourself from Sarah’s hold, replacing your presense with a pillow and making sure she was tucked in under Lucy’s covers before you got up. Sarah seemed to miss your warmth and clutched the pillow tighter in her embrace but she didn’t seem to wake, staying wrapped up on the bed while you and Lucy watched her from the side.
"Do you want me to move her to her room or..." you started to ask.
"She can stay there. I'll just go in her room if she hasn't woken up by the time we're done" Lucy whispered back, the both of you heading for the door and making sure it didn't creak as you headed out into the hallway.
Lucy let you lead so you moved to your room where you knew you could both sit. You settled down at the edge of your bed and motioned for her to take a seat in the office chair opposite you. Instead, she sat down on the bed at the side of you and waited for you to continue where you had left off.
“When he was here last weekend, I put a tracker on his car” you stated, the lie you had told Grace now feeling more natural as you hid the KDK’s abilities.
“...Why?” Lucy asked after a long silence, her fists clenched on her thighs at the mention of John.
“I don’t really have a good answer for that to be honest. I just had a feeling I couldn’t trust him and well, it turns out I was right. I think anyway, I need to go and check before I jump to any conclusions” you replied, taking out your phone and using it for a non-KDK related reason for once.
You pulled up the map and explained the rough area you had seen his location, showing that he wasn’t anywhere close to where he should have been if he was actually heading back to work like he had said.
What worried you wasn’t Lucy’s reaction but her lack of one, silently staring at your phone with her fists balled up even tighter than before. You didn’t know what was going through her head but you wanted to help her if you could, even if it meant potentially being a target for some misplaced rage.
