13
Lily
I climbed onto the back of Luke’s bike and wrapped my arms him, making sure to close my eyes as he took off out of the parking lot. It was getting easier to ride with him, and I didn’t feel as scared anymore. He told me that I’d be safe with him, and that’s how he made me feel.
We reached the building, Luke parked his bike, and we both climbed off.
“Aren’t you going back to the beach?” I asked as I handed him his helmet.
“Nah, I think I’m going to practice some songs for tonight.”
As we walked to our apartments and inserted our keys into the lock, we both turned and looked at each other.
“See you later,” he said.
“Yeah, see you later.” I smiled.
I walked into my apartment and threw my keys onto the counter; then I went into the bathroom and started the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror; my hair was a hot mess, not only from the water, but from Luke’s motorcycle helmet. I stepped into the shower and washed the salt and sand off my body. After spending a ridiculous amount of time in there, I turned the shower off and stepped out only to hear my phone chiming. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me as I walked over to my bag to get my phone. There was a text message from Giselle.
“Brace yourself darling, I just got a call from your mom.”
I gasped, and my eyes grew wide. “What the hell did she say?”
“She said she misses you dearly, and she wants to speak with you. She’s trying to track you down. I told her that I haven’t talked to you in months, and that the last time I did, you were in Portland.”
“Thanks, Giselle.”
“You’re welcome. I’ll see you tonight at the bar.”
“You’re going?”
“Yep, Lucky invited me. He’s so sexy, Lily!”
Oh God, I didn’t know how to respond to that. Giselle and Lucky are total opposites. I messaged her back.
“Ok, see you later.”
I felt sick to my stomach. Why the hell would my mom be trying to track me down? I know why, because I’m her daughter, and even though she’s dead to me, I’m not dead to her. I needed to go lay down, so I walked into the bedroom and climbed onto my bed. When I settled underneath the covers, I heard Luke playing his guitar from the other side of the wall. Laying down on my side and tucking my hands underneath my pillow, I laid there and listened as Luke strummed the chords of his guitar. The sound was soothing, and it reminded me of the times when my dad would sit at the end of my bed, play his guitar, and sing me to sleep.
***
I was standing alone in the main entrance of the dark church. Looking down at my wedding dress, it suddenly turned black. My heart began pounding in my chest as I began to panic. I slowly made my way down the dark halls. As I approached the main part of the church, the white bows that sat upon the pews had turned black. I looked up at the altar and saw that the several arrangements of white calla lilies were also black. What’s going on? Where is everybody? I started calling Hunter’s name. I needed to find him. As I approached a small room by the kitchen, I heard noises coming from it, so I extended my hand and reached for the doorknob. Suddenly, I heard a voice behind me.
“Don’t open that door, pumpkin.”
I turned around to the familiar voice, and I saw my father standing there, shaking his head.
“Daddy, someone’s in there. They can explain what’s happening.”
“Don’t do it, Lily. Don’t open that door!” he screamed.
Suddenly, he disappeared. I slowly turned the knob and opened the door. Hunter was standing there, naked, with a naked woman pinned up against the wall. I couldn’t understand what was going on. Hunter turned his head, and the woman looked at me. That woman was my sister, Brynn, and the two of them were smiling at me. I put my hand over my mouth and looked to the corner of the small room only to find my mother standing there, pointing and laughing at me. I slammed the door shut and ran down the long hallway that kept getting longer and longer. I couldn’t breathe, and I started screaming. Tears were falling from my eyes so fast that everything became blurry, and I could no longer see, so I dropped to my knees…
***
“Wake up, Lily. Wake up; you’re having a bad dream.”
My eyes flew open, and Luke was standing over me with his hands clasping my shoulders. I couldn’t catch my breath, and my face was soaked with tears. I just laid there and stared at him, trying to focus on what just happened. He sat on the edge of the bed.
“Are you ok?” he asked as he wiped the tears from my face.
“I’m fine. How did you get in here?” I asked as I sat up.
“I’m the maintenance man, remember?” He smiled. “I heard you screaming, so I came right over. I thought you were in trouble.”
I pushed my hair back with my hands and took in a deep breath. “I had a bad dream, that’s all.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“No, I just want to forget it,” I said as I looked down.
Luke put his arms around me and pulled me into him. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his neck. His scent was captivating, and his arms were strong as he sheltered me. I wanted to run my lips softly against his skin. I was lost in him and in the moment. I pushed back and looked at him.
“Do you always treat your neighbors like this?” I asked.
“Only the beautiful ones.” He smiled.
The butterflies in my stomach awoke and started fluttering around as we stared into each other’s eyes. He took his finger and ran it along my jaw line, then over my lips. My heart was racing. I knew what was coming, and I braced myself for it. Luke leaned into me and tilted his head as he softly brushed his lips against mine. He put his hands on each side of my face as our kiss deepened. I parted my lips, allowing access for his tongue to enter my mouth and meet with mine. He stopped and put his forehead against mine while still holding my face in his hands.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“Don’t be,” I whispered back.
He got up from the bed. “I’ll see you later at the bar,” he said, never looking back at me.
“Yeah, see you later.”
I put my fingers on my lips, recalling the breathtaking moment. There was feeling and magic in the way he kissed me, and I’ve never felt anything like it before, not even with Hunter. I heard music coming from the other side of the wall, and I could tell Luke regretted kissing me. How am I going to face him tonight at the bar? There’s also the issue with my mother. I walked to my closet and pondered about what to wear. I pulled out my black strapless sundress, slipped it on, and looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I couldn’t stop thinking about Luke. The moment he kissed me, I wanted more of him. My life was starting to unravel right before my eyes, but I needed to stay in control. I won’t let anyone hold power over my emotions or feelings again.
I ran the flat iron through my hair as I looked in the mirror. All I saw was a broken girl who had trust and daddy issues. Suddenly, my phone rang, and Gretchen was calling me.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Hey, Lils. Sam is going with Luke to the bar to set up the equipment. Do you want me to pick you up so that we can drive together?”
“What about Giselle?”
“She sent me a text to tell me she’s going with Lucky. They left the beach together, and I don’t know where they went; that situation is weird.”
Don’t I know it. “Sure, we can drive together.”
“Great, I’ll be over in two seconds. Bye.”
I looked at my phone in confusion. Then it hit me; she must be at Luke’s. I put the finishing touches on my hair as Gretchen came strutting in the bathroom.
“You look great, Lily.” She smiled.
“Thanks, so do you.”
“Sam and I just had the most amazing sex!”
I sighed as I walked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. “TMI, Gretchen.”
“Did something happen between you and Luke?” she asked as she sat on the bed.
“No, why do you ask?”
“I don’t know. When Sam and I got back to the apartment, he looked more depressed than usual.”
“I don’t know what his problem is, but I don’t need it,” I said as I slid on my silver bracelet.
Gretchen jumped up from the bed. “Something did happen! You better tell me right now, Lily Gilmore!”
“We shared a small kiss, but he regretted it and left. There’s nothing more to tell, and I don’t want to talk about it again.”
Gretchen came up behind me and put her arms around my neck. “He’s badly wounded, Lily, and he doesn’t know how to heal. Sam said Luke’s pretty much isolated himself since the accident.”
“I’m sorry about that, and I feel really bad for him, but I’m not the person to put him back together again. I’m broken too, and I have my own issues. I don’t need to take on someone else’s.”
“Wow, Lils. That’s deep. But tell me this, what’s more perfect than two broken people trying to heal each other?”
“Let it go, Gretchen. I’m done with guys, and I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Let’s go now because I need a drink.”
“I know you when you get like this, and you better stay away from the vodka,” she warned as she grabbed her keys.