Lydia- The Pet Communicator (Wattys13- Finalist!)

Chapter 17

Lydia- The Pet Communicator

Chapter 17

When we were driving back home, Drake and I kept talking about the wonderful evening we had together, and I thanked him for everything. Not only, he gave me a new reason to survive, but he also built self-belief in me. I had totally lost my confidence. Drake even advised me to focus on my bright future by forgetting the painful past behind. I promised him to do my best.

In a short while, we arrived at home. Drake parked his car in the lane, and walked me to the front door. We stared at each other for some time while standing at the door, not knowing what we want to do next, give a kiss or just say a final goodbye. Drake cleared his throat and indicated me to push the doorbell. I pressed the button straight away, and gave Drake a huge smile. He kissed me on my cheek- hurriedly. I heard heavy footsteps of my father coming towards the front door. He opened the door and gave us a welcoming smile, “Looks like you both had a great time, come on in.”

“Yes, we had a great time. All credits go to you sir.” Drake replied with a grin.

I walked in and stood next to my father at the doorway. We both were facing Drake, who was lost in his own thoughts. He was busy chewing his lower lip and snapping his fingers.

“Drake, is everything okay? Can’t you stay with us tonight? It’s already late.” My father asked curiously.

I am sorry sir, I can’t stay. I have to do some important work and my school assignments are also pending. It’s better I move.”

My father nodded in agreement, but I didn’t want him to leave yet. I looked at Drake and lowered my gaze to the floor with disappointment. So, Drake walked forward, ran a hand on my cheek and spoke, “I will meet you tomorrow, in the afternoon okay?” I had to accept it his decision anyway, so I nodded with a half smile.

He waved us both good-bye with a smile that reached his eyes, and soon, he was out of sight. I just heard his car engine roaring down the streets, when my father slammed the door close.

“So tell me everything, how was your night? What did you do? Why are you so late and why did you drop Lucky home?” My father asked me a bunch of questions which I was not in mood to answer.

“Dad, I will tell you everything tomorrow. I am kinda tired, please?” I looked at him making a puppy dog face, exactly like when Lucky was a pup. Think of the demon and he appears.

“Lydia! You are back!” Lucky came running towards me, with his ears flying in the air because of his running speed. “You know, you left your phone in your bedroom and it was ringing so many times! My head was about to burst.” Lucky growled.

I opened my purse to check for my phone, but it was not there. “Oops, it looks like I did forget it here. I’m sure it’s nothing important. Did you all have your meals properly?”

“Yeah, today Peter brought us the best food and it was so much in quantity!” Lucky licked my father’s feet and my father took him in his arms. I could see Lucky‘s love growing for my father, and I wondered what happened so suddenly between them, when I was away.

“Okay good! I am off to sleep now, I am exhausted! We will talk tomorrow” I demanded.

“Yeah go, we can understand.” Lucky barked, and my father spoke at the same time.

I was taken aback with their same remark, but only I heard Lucky, so there was no use of reacting, or saying ‘same pinch’! 

As I jogged to my room, I changed my clothes immediately and begun taking out the hefty accessories I wore. Subsequently, I heard a sound of a beep in my dressing table’s drawer. I realized it was my phone. I brought it out and jumped on my bed with a smile, expecting them to be from Drake. There were two messages and eight miscalls. Before I read them, I covered my legs with a blanket and sighed dreamily. I was so relaxed and happy. All the happiness in my life is back because of Drake.