New Age

Chapter 12 ~ Ok Tough Guy, Let's Dance

“Mika?” I hear someone whisper from behind my closed door. I stop what I’m doing and quickly go and lie on my bed. I turn my back to the door and pretend I’m asleep.

“Mika? I know you’re awake. Can I come in?” It’s Lucas, what does he want?

“That’s it, I hope you’re decent Mika, I’m coming in.” I hear the door open and footsteps start towards me. The bed sinks as he sits on it, his hip against my lower back.

“Mika, I just wanted to say that I’m sorry you got caught up in that. I didn’t know.”

“Men never know.” I sigh and give in, I turn around and face him; he’s looking down at me. I sit up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed and putting my elbows on my knees.

“I found the piece of paper.” I say, with my eyes on the floor.

“Which piece of paper?” Lucas asks quietly, I think he knows exactly which piece of paper I’m talking about.

“The one in the dagger.”

“Which dagger? I know of many daggers.” He smiles, trying to avoid this are we Lucas?

“The one I threatened you with in the kitchen that night.”

“And I made a complete fool of myself with the noodles didn’t I?” I can practically hear him smiling.

“Ha, yeah that was funny.”

“Funny? I found it embarrassing myself. What with a beautiful girl pointing a dagger at me whilst I spat noodles everywhere.” He laughs; did he just call me beautiful? I feel something touch my back; I look up slowly and find that Lucas’ hand has found it’s way to the small of my back. He’s looking at me with happy yet sad eyes, his eyes travel down my face to look at my lips. Is he going to kiss me? He starts to lean forward. He is going to kiss me! I start to lean forward as well, our noses are almost touching, and I reach up my hand to the back of his neck, Lucas freezes as soon as my hand reaches his neck. Well I would if a girl I’m about to kiss suddenly holds a knife to the back of my neck. Yes people, I’m holding a knife to his neck. I tilt my head so that we’re so close we could kiss if we wanted to, but I don’t want to.

“Why do you have a whole sheet of info on me Lucas?” I whisper, my mouth against his ear lobe.

“Mika, don’t do this.” He whispers back.

“Do what? Hold a knife to your neck or ask about the paper, because right now, I’m doing both.” Just to tease him – because I know how much he wants to kiss me – I rest my lips against his ear lobe and murmur against it in my most seductive voice,

“Just tell me Lucas, I don’t want to hurt you babe.” He moans as I let the tip of my tongue touch the bottom of his lobe. I feel the shiver going down his neck. He doesn’t answer me. I raise my mouth from his ear and put my forehead against his. He looks into my eyes and I see sadness. What could he possibly be sad about? I’m the one who found out my friend knows everything about me and hid an info sheet about me in a dagger. Then suddenly he smiles. Maliciously.

Lucas brings back his forehead and goes to head butt me, but I’m quicker. I jump out the way and roll onto the floor. I’m on the floor in a crouch before he has time to realise what just happened. When he sees me in my crouch he smiles,

“You look hot like that Mika.” He grins. I flash a sweet but sarcastic smile back. Ok tough guy; let’s dance.

Lucas leaps off the bed at me, I again roll out of the way and pull out my knife in front of me.

“I don’t want to hurt you Lucas.” I warn.

“Why? You certainly have the skills to do so.” He collects himself and squats on the floor.

“Because I know Spencer won’t appreciate it, and don’t even get me started on Juliette.”

“Who cares about Juliette? She’s just a clinger on, without us, she’d either be dead or a Robo’s slut.” So the truth is out. It seems like tonight is the night for truths. Not for this chica. I hear a sob from behind the door. Juliette. Fail Lucas. Lucas hears it too, his eyes go wide with shock but not regret. Ha.

“Juliette. Go away.” Lucas growls.

“Fuck you Lucas Knight.” She replies from behind the door and we hear her high-heeled feet stomp away. Lucas Knight? Let’s take a pause here people.

Jeffery Knight was the name of the asshole that sent out a signal that alerted the Robo of where we were. You know how I said that they just found us because we were closest? Well I lied. Jeffery Knight thought that it would be a good idea to send out a signal into space, practically telling any alien race that we were here. The government didn’t approve of it and shut Knight’s lab down. Knight disappeared and then a year later we have all these spaceships coming at us, Knight went public and told the world that he had sent the signal. He got arrested but what did that matter when evil Robots from space were slaughtering and enslaving us. Knight died in the attack, good riddance.

Surely Lucas can’t be related to him? But the way Lucas cringes when Juliette said his last name tells me differently. Shit he is.

“You’re not.” I whisper. He looks to the floor and falls on the ground.

“I am, he’s my father.” He looks at me but all I see is Jeffery’s face. I’m so overtaken by fury that I lunge at him with my knife. He’s taken by surprise as I crash into him; we roll to the other end of the bedroom. I’m on top of him trying to get him with my knife but he keeps on dodging. Damn it Lucas! Stay still! My hair’s flying all over my face and I can’t see properly, I twirl my knife around and furiously stab down blindly.

“Mika!” I freeze and look down. Lucas’ face is scrunched up in pain but I don’t see any wound. Then I see blood. Everything goes blurry and I’m dizzy. I look down at Lucas and find that he’s sitting up, I roll off him a lie on the floor, I close my eyes but Lucas’ voice stops me.

“Stay awake Mika, don’t close your eyes!” He sounds very desperate.

“What happened?” I ask wearily.

“You stabbed yourself.” He presses his hands against my chest. My chest? What’s there? I look down and see a massive stab wound pouring blood. How in the hell did I manage to do that? I look at my knife on the ground and find that it’s the wrong side up. It must’ve been facing me after I twirled it.

“That’s really stupid.” I whisper shakily.

“Yeah, it kinda is.” He laughs, that’s when everything goes black, and the last thing I hear is Lucas tell me he’s sorry, so it takes me to stab myself for him to apologise? What a man.