Complication

Chapter Thirty-Four

"What?" I ask him but he just smirks without diverting his attention from the game.

"I felt bad that Brandon kinda banned you from the show grounds until New Years so I thought this would suit for now."

"Thanks" I smile forms on my face. "You didn't have to do that."

"I know" He looks toward me. "You're welcome."

"Hey Lucas." I new voice appears from behind us.

We both turn around and I see what I should've been expecting. A gorgeous brunette with a short, tight-fitting pink dress on, clearly trying to show off her ass and boobs. I roll my eyes and turn back around, trying to focus on the game but I can't help but watch out of the corner of my eye.

"Merry Christmas" She says and walks up to him, running her hand on his shoulder. It took me all I had not to laugh out loud at how hard she was trying. "Who's this?" She asks, clearly just noticing me.

I unwillingly turn back to her and smile, "Hey, I'm Gina. Lucas's friend."

She raises one perfectly shaped eyebrow, "Friend?"

"Friend" I nod. "Now will you excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom." I couldn't get up fast enough. I just hate how everybody automatically assumes that I'm his new toy. Ugh, it gets me so frustrated!

I was walking so fast I wobble a little in my heals and bump into someone. "I'm sorry" I say looking up. I notice her lean and petite figure right away. "Oh- oh my god. You're Kelly Ripa!" I say with too much enthusiasm. "I'm so sorry" I say again, remembering that I was the one that bumped into her.

She chuckles, "Don't have a heart attack over it. It's okay." She hold out her hand and I shake it. "You are?"

"Gina" I blurt out, causing her to chuckle again.

"Well, it was nice to meet you." I nod and start to walk off, wobbling as I do so. "Something tells me you don't wear heels too often." I turn to see her smiling.

Embarrassed I lower my head, "It's that bad, huh?"

Surprisingly I spend the rest of the match with Kelly Ripa, who introduced me to her friends, Michael Strahan and Racheal Zoe. How this all happened and how I easily fit into there conversations, I have no idea. Racheal Zoe helped me learn how to walk and both her and Michael loved to hear about my riding career. It's weird how I can get along with what seems like everybody but my own age group. But then again, I wasn't complaining.

"Alright" I sigh, "I have to go find my friend I left almost three hours ago. It was nice meeting all of you!"

I walk back through the crowd, carefully using Racheal's instructions of how not to fall on your face, and actually, I'm rocking it. There's swing in my step and not the slightest bit of wobbling.

"Whoa, what happened to you? You actually look like a human being." His voice comes from behind me.

"Oh you know" I shrug, "Just was talking to Racheal Zoe, she gave me a couple pointers."

"What? How do you always fall into these situations?"

"I don't know. My uncordinationess made me bump into Kelly Ripa-"

"Kelly Ripa! How?"

I laugh and slow down as we reached the chauffer's car, which, thanks to Lucas, I learned is an Audi A7. "I'll tell you about it when we get back, I'm exhausted."

"Me too. And I want to hear this." He walks around to the other side of the car and I notice him glance behind me. I turn around to see that girl he was talking to earlier walking the opposite direction of us.

I sigh, "Go" I turn back to him.

His eyes widen, "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" I laugh at his hesitation. "Now go!"

"Oh my god you are the best." He starts to jog after the other girl. "Be ready by ten! Gerry will be there to pick you up and take you here if I'm not back tonight!" I give him a thumbs up, also, it took me a second o find out that the chauffer's name is Gerry.

I hop in the backseat of the Audi and watch out the window the whole ride back to Lucas's house. "Thank you" I smile towards Gerry as he opens the door for me to get out.

"Anytime miss. I will see you tomorrow." He gives a gentle smile and gets back into the drivers seat.

It's only 8 o'clock but it feels a lot later than that. I peel the horrid heels off my feet and take the dress off, hanging it back on the hanger it came from and putting the shoes in line with the others.

I throw pajamas on and climb into the queen sized bed. I can't believe I'm going to bed at eight but I'm exhausted.

Even though I want to sleep my mind wanders. Should I have let Lucas go off with that girl? But off course I can't even answer that question before my mind shoots to another. Why would he take me to a polo match, and then have us have a polo lesson? I don't know. I really don't. I'm excited. I really am because polo looks like so much fun and I've been away from horses for way too long. Why does Brandon have to keep me away anyway? I know he thinks he's helping but horses are the ones that snap me out of this daze that I'm in. Lucas tried, and I appreciate that. I really do. But other than horses there's only one person that was able to get me out of this terrible depression.

And with that I begin to cry. Silently even though I know nobody else is near me. I cry into my pillow and wish for it to stop but it doesn't. I hate crying. I feel so open and vulnerable and it makes me feel weak. I know it's okay to cry and that you should cry when something's wrong. But I hold it in for as long as I can. At least this time nobody was around to see it. To see how weak I really can be.

And I cry myself to sleep.