NOW YOU SEE ME.

Chapter 12.

It's been 2 days since I last talked to Connor and in all honesty, I feel utterly bored and have been down.

I can't blame anyone but me. This is my own doing and now I will have to deal with it.

I'm pretty sure that I'll be annoying Vicky soon with how I have been been in these two days. I've withdrawn a little bit and we don't talk as much and that I know greatly, how frustrating it can get for Vicky.

I can't lie and say that there isn't that twinge of hurt, when I walk past him or have him avoid me at every chance he gets. It's there and damn it, I can't help but admit to missing him. I still don't get what it is about him that makes trying to put distance between us so hard, I mean we don't exactly know each other but gosh, if I don't miss that boy.

Even through my internal battle of trying to suppress any thoughts of him or the fact that I miss him, I can't ignore that I pretty much asked him to stay away from me and to leave me be. I was doing this to protect not only me, but him too.

I'd rather have him hate me for pushing him away, then us hurting each other in the worst possible way because for me, that would actually hit me hard. People, mostly friends have come and gone, and I can definitely say their departure always left a taste of hurt, which had made building myself up a huge task.

I surely want to avoid going into that road again, if possible .

" I think it's better to give you a heads up on the person here to see you." Vicky tells me before I can enter the visitors room.

" Who?"

" Luke."

" W-what is he doing here?" I ask in surprise, feeling my heart start to race.

"Only one way to find out." She points to the door.

I take a deep breath, nod my head and go on in. I don't miss him being seated at one of the far end corner tables, where he is sitting and waiting for me, I suppose.

I take some time just staring at him and letting my eyes read him, before turning around and starting for the door.

" Wait!" I hault in my step. "Please, just 5 minutes." He pleads.

I can hear a sense of resignation in his voice.

I take another breath before turning back around to face him, that's when he takes a step closer, almost closing the distance.

I don't move nor react but just stare at him. I can't deny that he still is goodlooking but that doesn't take away from our history.

" You know, it wouldn't hurt to sit down." He says, with his tone light and teasing.

I don't share a smile, feeling rather numb to do much at this point.

I take a seat and he follows suit. "Hi." He starts.

"Hi." I say softly, just above a whisper.

" How've you been?"

" Okay, you?" I say looking down.

I'm not able to look at him because believe it or not, I still get a little nervous around him. He just has that effect.

" I'm fine, ha." He sighs. "Please look at me." He begs.

I sigh and slowly look up at him, where his eyes immediately lock with mine." Why are you here?" I finally ask.

I seriously can't take it anymore.

" Because I wanted to see you, I missed you." Oh how much I've wanted to hear him say that when he left then decided to return.

I'd searched and waited for him to return until I couldn't anymore. He has hurt me so much that even then, I had hope of things getting back to where they were, when we were so close and I'd feel safe again.