"He's worried. I'm sorry I ruined your night." She sighed, looking guilty.
"No!" I quickly shut that down. "You didn't ruin anything. Don't you dare apologize for coming here. This is not your fault. If I ever get my hands on that guy, I'll beat his ass twice as bad," I promised. Lisa let out a loud laugh then. She smiled fondly at me.
"Thank you, Olive. You really are amazing." Her words made me blush, making me feel bashful for no reason. The look of admiration in those hurt eyes was killing me. I'm nothing inspirational, nothing to admire here.
"I'm just me." I shrugged. "Nothing amazing about it."
"That's exactly why you're amazing."
I tended to her wounds more, making her wince or flinch at times. All the while Lucas was screaming into the phone outside. It was muffled, but I could see his hand waving around as he spoke. His motions were big and fast, telling me he was furious.
"Who do you think he called?" I asked Lisa as I picked up the surrounding area. Her wounds were all clean and dressed now.
"If I had to guess, I would say Leo." She sat back in her chair, looking out towards Lucas with me. "They're probably deciding what to do. He's venting."
We both watched Lucas a while longer, seeing him slump in the chair outside. The more I watched him, the more Isawhim. He looked so exhausted. I wish I could help. I want nothing more than to make life easy for him.
"What's with the bags of clothes?" Lisa pointed to the bags Lucas had put down.
"That's clothes for me. I'm staying the week here." I bit my cheek bashfully.
"Oh?" She raised her brow in amusement with a playful smirk on her face.
"My dad showed up yesterday and he's still in town. Lucas offered for me to hide out here for a bit." I explained.
"I'm guessing he did that to you," she said, pointing to her cheek.
"Yeah. It's a first I won't let happen again." I felt the fight in my words and I meant it. I won't let him hurt me again.
"I wish I had your confidence, Olive."
"Call me Liv. And what do you mean? You're so beautiful, and you certainly look confident."
"Looking and being are two different things," she said with a sigh. "I hold myself well, but I'm very weak, Liv."
It's crazy to think someone like her isn't as confident as she seems. I assumed if you were beautiful, rich, and kind that you must have confidence of steel, but that doesn't seem to be accurate. I guess we all battle our own insecurities, even people we might think are perfect.
"Lisa, you're amazing too."
"Thank you, Liv, but I know you're only being polite." Before I could argue, Lucas opened the sliding door, stepping back inside. He drew my full attention instantly, making me forget everything else. His presence alone was enough to ease my nerves. I'm not sure when it happened, but I've started to feel safe around him.
"Well? What's Leo saying?" Lisa asked him knowingly, not catching him off guard in the least.
"He's on his way. Rachel said she's stealing you away."
"Of course she is."
"Don't pretend otherwise. You love it when Rachel kidnaps you. You guys have a lot of fun together."
"I guess," Lisa sighed. "Until they get here, your Rose is mine, so go entertain yourself for a while." She shooed him away successfully.
Lisa chatted with me for a while about small and trivial things. I think she was trying to get her mind off of what happened, and I was happy to oblige. Every now, and then, my eyes would wander to Lucas, who was sitting on his recliner reading my journal. I wondered what part he was in. Did he get to the part where Ian became my best friend in high school? Is he to the part where I admit I love Ian, but would never tell him for fear of ruining our friendship? Or is he already at the Halloween party?
"You truly like him, don't you?" Lisa snapped my attention back to her.
"More than that. I'm falling in love with him." I didn't mind admitting my feelings for Lucas to her. She's his sister.
"Really?" She smiled brightly at me.