Letter To Criminal

Chapter 7 - Olivia/Lucas

"Do you get bored?" the bartender asks with a wink.

"Yes, absolutely" I reply in a bored tone.

This Joel's birthday party is getting into my nerves. Usually, I love parties but now something hits my heart. I was missing something. Since, I came here, I was sitting in the seat where the drinks are available. The only thing my time passed a little was that bartender, who was talking with me. While talking, I came to know that his name was Luke.

"Do you need anything else? Whiskey or vodka or beer or alcohol" Luke asks me with his hazel eyes glowing.

"No" I reply. "I won't drink".

I turned around to see Liam who was dancing with Debbie. Both of them were laughing, similing and there is something in their eyes sparking each other. Liam has a crush on her for a long time. But, Debbie has a boyfriend. Anyway, she personally invited him to the party. That is too suspicious. But their pair is good.

A strong - bitch girl and sweet - Jerk boy.

Nice pair, Right? But then suddenly, my heart felt lonely that I remember something. I don't have a Boyfirend. Oh shit. But, I remember someone.

Lucas.

Since, then, he didn't replied my letter. I miss him though I don't know why. A sting of pain felt in my heart. Oh. I need to relax. First of all, I have to get out of this freaking Club. I texted Liam before leaving because I no need to bother him while dancing with his love. So messaging is better.

Me : I'm leaving. Don't search me. I will say, when I reach to home.

Talking to him felt like dealing with a brother. FIGHTING, ATTACKING, SCOLDING and CARING etc. He is my non-blood brother.

I came outside the club. Time 9:30 PM. I think, its not too late. I start to walk. On one hand, walking alone in the streets made my body goosebumps. What if someone followed me like psyhco killer? What if a ghost appear in front of me? Oh shit. 'Don't overthink, Olive.' I repeat myself. On the other hand, walking alone in the streets at night time made me feel somewhat relax. I feel something good. My mind relaxes at the silent scenery of a beautiful moon surrounding with diamond like shinning stars. Our universe is a great beauty, Right?

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I reach my home. I mean- my Aunt's home. Before I open the gate, I drift my head to the mail box. Something shivers in my heart. I have daily checked my mail box two times a day that if Lucas had sent a letter. But he didn't. Today, morning, I checked it. None of a letter is available. Now, I need to check again for the second attempt. I breath heavily. I don't have a hope of getting the letter by him. Only 0.0% of hope remains in my heart and mind of getting a letter. Remaining percentage of hope is 'He won't write a letter to me'. I open the mail box slowly, praying. That 0.0% of hope came true?

Holy Shit! I can't believe. There is a mail inside that mail box.

Ohhhh-Yes I shout loudly, until my throat went dry.

Finally, He had written a letter, after making me wait for freaking 4 days.

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I need to open it very quickly. I sat on my bed. My anticipation is too strong now. I took a letter from that mail cover.