Lucky In Love- A Sam and Luna Fanfic

Lucky In Love - Story 3, Chapter 24

The drawing above was masterfully created by @JayJay_1985! As someone with a sibling, this basically portrays a big aspect of what sibling interaction is like haha. His new Instagram account is tlhsullyofficialrevised, so give him a follow! :D

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LUNA'S POV

Mazzy's phone beeps irritably as the call ends. Mazzy's hunched form tenses up even more from in front of me, and she fumbles with her phone to dial Sam's number again.

"I'm calling them back." Mazzy states, and I manage to grab a hold of her wrist from behind, halting her movement. With an alert gaze, Mazzy cranes her neck to meet my gaze.

"They might be in trouble. Michelle and Doug are probably close to them. The worst we can do is call them and get them noticed by the judges." I gasp, my knees aching with the sheer pain of kneeling in the vents.

Eyes wavering slightly, Mazzy removes her gaze from mine. She slips her phone back into her pocket, her expression portraying every emotion we've experienced since entering the school tonight. Above all else, she's scared. Really scared.

"I'm scared too, Mazzy." I voice feebly, even my quiet tone sounding a bit too loud within the silence.

"I just..." Mazzy sighs, gaining the courage to meet my eyes again. "I don't want this to all be for naught. What if I'm just leading everyone into a big trap?"

I'm not entirely sure what to say or do anymore. My arms and legs are cramping so much that they're virtually useless. I want out of this mess and back home with my chaotic family. I want to be back with Sam. Yet, with Mazzy in the state that she's in, there's no way anything is happening until she's calmed considerably.

"Mazzy." I begin. "You've been really brave tonight, leading us through the school. You know you're not leading us into a trap. You're leading us to freedom. Leading us to the day where we get to tell Mrs. V what's been happening and reverse the consequences of Michelle and Doug's actions."

Mazzy seems reassured by my pep talk, for her hand has left her phone and come to rest upon the ground before her.

"Thanks, Luna." Mazzy says rather meekly, yet it's evident that she's genuine. I nod curtly.

"No need to. Let's get to the back door. Maybe Sam and Alex will meet us there." I state, my hopes soaring at the prospect of ensuring that they're ok. It sickens me to even imagine the worst that could be occurring at the moment.

I force myself to block the images from my head as we continue our progression. That doesn't stop the fear that numbs my brain and renders me unable to think. Alex and Sam... Sam...

I fear for her greatly. I long for her. I want her fingers intertwined with mine, her lilting laughter caressing my heartstrings, the happiness I get when I hold her in my arms.

Yes, I'm scared. Beyond belief, actually. More than I've been scared before. Yet, I find it immensely manageable, for thinking about Sam and the others provides me with so much gratitude.

The travel back through the vents proves to be quicker on the way back, and the three of us find ourselves a couple classrooms away from the back doors where we entered. Aka: freedom.

Trying our best to stifle the sound of our footfalls, Mazzy, Sully, and I scamper around a corner, pressing our backs to the cold wall.

"Do you have any idea where Alex and Sam could be?" Sully asks feebly, and Mazzy shakes her head. I swallow hard, which is almost deafening amid the circumstances.

"Should we... text them?" Mazzy asks, and both Mazzy and Sully stare in my direction, awaiting my response.

Since when was I making the decisions? I respond anyhow, and rather quickly at that.