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Chapter Thirty-Five

Rachel's POV--

The past few days have been so lonely, it feels like. I haven't talked to anyone back in the states at all. Every time I try to skype Asher, he's 'not available,' and when I try to call Macy, she never answers. I'm tired of hearing that stupid voicemail recording she did when she was drunk and has no idea how to change. The only good thing that has come out of this is that I have had plenty of time with my family. 

My brother, Greg, is doing just fine and healing propery like he should. The last I heard, he should be released soon, now that he is done with all of his surgeries and such. Now, what I found the most interesting is that I was only told two days ago my oldest brother, Ray, is getting married to his longtime girlfriend, Zoe, this Winter. Apparently, they have been engaged for quite sometime, but no one has bothered to tell me. The way I found out was by seeing the ring on her finger. I was definitely surprised at first, but I enjoy having Zoe around in the family, so I think this is going to be a good thing. 

"So Rach, now that I'm making the big step, when do you think you're going to do it? Luke into getting married?" The sound of his name coming out of Ray's mouth makes me feel sick, but I am assuming he doesn't know what happened.

"Um, well, even if he was, he wouldn't be getting married to me," He instantly gives me a confused look. "Ray, Luke and I broke up right before I left to go to Connecticut in May."

"To be honest, I saw that coming from a mile away."

Ray gets up off the chair next to me in the living room. Quickly, I get up to follow behind to find out what the hell he means by that.

"Excuse me? You figured we were going to end things and you didn't bother giving any heads up?" Stepping in front, I stop him from going any further without telling me what is going on in his mind right now.

"Rachel, I really don't want to tell you what I know." With only one move, he makes his way around me and into the kitchen. I make it a point to follow behind.

"Yes, you do. Now, spill it."

"Don't hurt me for not telling you sooner. I didn't know who it was at first," he stops, but I immediately give him an slight eyebrow raise, telling him to continue. "I went out to the Mall one day to pick up some kind of lotions Zoe likes, and I ended up seeing Luke walking into a store with some other girl. Like I said, I didn't know if that was his sister, cousin, friend, or whatever, so I didn't bother saying anything to you."

"Wow," is all I can manage to come up with.

"It doens't matter though because you two already broke up."

"You're lucky we did. I would have killed you if you knew about that and I was still with him," I hit him ont he shoulder as he walks by with a cup of whatever he managed to grab out of the fridge. He just gives me an eye rolls before slowing making his way back to his chair, leaving me behind. 

Hearing Ray tell me that he about Luke almost doesn't shock me as much as it should. I know that back in May when we split, it was a shock then. Looking back on everything and knowing what I do now, it all makes sense. Luck was always out doing something, yet never told me what it was. By the end, when I started to become curious, he would begin making up excuses. I think he told me things like he was working late, with his friend, Max, and even doing last minute grocery shopping for him mom. I honestly don't know what I ever believed him, buut I did, which was a big mistake. 

Getting deep into my own thoughts, I don't even hear my phone going off until about the second or third call. 

"Hello?" I anser quickly without looking at who it is. 

"Hey, I was beginning to think you were ignoring me when you didn't answer." 

Instantly, I recognize who it is. Shit.

"Uh, hey Luke. No, I just didn't get to the phone in time," I lie, and I'm sure he can tell just by the sound of my voice. 

"Oh okay. Well I heard through the grape vine that you're back home. Is this true?"

Who in the hell could he have heard this from? It's not like my friends talk to him anymore, and my family has never talked to him in the first place. Plus, I haven't even been anywhere in town besides the hospital and a couple restaurants. 

"Um," I stop, not knowing if I should admit to being home or not. 

"Um, what?"

"I am. I am home," The words come out way too fast for me to even stop. Oh well. What could the harm be in telling him?

"Awesome. You know I would love to see you?"

As soon as I hear his words, I feel as if someone has just punched me in the stomach. After everything he did to me, he stills wants to see me. Is he out of his fucking mind?

"Y-you seriously want to see me?" I can barely get anything out, causing me to stutter a bit.

"Of course I do. It's been way over a month, almost two, since we saw each other." The more he speaks, the more I want to just throw my phone across the kitchen.

"Luke, I really don't think it's a good idea to see each other," This is the nicest thing I could think of without completely shouting 'fuck you' at him.

"Oh come on, Rach. You know-"

"It's Rachel," I say, cutting him off. I don't like hearing him call me that. Hearing it from him brings back too many memories. 

"Okay, Rachel. All I am asking is that you meet up with me for a coffee or something. I just want to see you and catch up."

"I can't. We really shouldn't even be talking right now." 

If Asher ever finds out that I am talking to this guy, he would probably throw a fit. I have seen Asher angry, and I do not like being on that side that he is angry at. 

"Fifteen minutes, that's all. I promise. Please?"

He practically begs me, and for some reason, something in my is actually beginning to consider his offer. Maybe going will be the perfect time to shove how great my life, especially love life, is going now that he's out of it. 

"I mean, I guess. Meet me tomorrow at eleven. We can get coffee at the old shop I said is my favorite. Got it? Fifteen minutes. Nothing more." I hang up the phone before he can say anything stupid or object my plans.

Looking down at my phone, I can't quite wrap my head around the fact that I just set up a date, no scratch that, a meeting with my ex, who cheated on my. This 'meeting' ould literally go in any direction, but I am definitely hoping for a postive one. Sliding my cell back into my pocket, I realize I should call someone and see what she thinks about this whole thing. I know whatever it is, it'll be entertaining.

Macy's phone rings and rings but no answer. It's just now morning over there, but I know she's got to be up by now. I call her two more time before giving up. I guess I'll have to try later. I just don't understand what could have possibly happened to every one that is causing them to block me out.

Macy's POV--

"She keep calling me. What do I do, Kyle?"

"Just relax. We're going to figure out how to tell Asher everything, then we can fill in Rachel about it all. Okay?" He comes over, wrapping his arms around me and bringing me in for a hug.

"I just hate knowing all this about Amy playing this horrible game with Asher. Who the fuck fakes being pregnant to get their way?"

"Amy, the psycho bitch, that's who."