A Shadowing Secret

'Thank You' and 'Sorry' Are Foreign Phrases Now

Emilia POV

I was sitting on the balcony with my back against the door. I was clutching my knees to my chest, completely lost in thought. I could hear barely anything, only the faint crash of the waves from how tuned out I was. My mind was flooding with thoughts, thoughts I don't want to think about.

The thoughts were just like waves, always crashing on the beach, overlapping each other. Sometimes the waves were bigger than the last, bringing more of an impact. It was also like I was on a small island, that barely held me, and I was completely surrounded by waves filled with thoughts.

I couldn't get them out of my head, even though I need to. If I don't get them out of my head, then I think I will go insane. I clenched my fists trying to get the thoughts out of my head.

I decided that I should thank Lucas for the message. I might not be ready to tell him, but I should still thank him.

I was wearing a top that hung off one shoulder and came 3/4 of the way down my arms. Where it ended on my arm was tight to it didn't dangle all around, the same was with the bottom of it. It was tight around my waist, I had to pull it up a little to there. to make it fit right. I pulled on my black shoes and looked in the mirror.

I pulled my hair back into a ponytail. The tips went just down to my neckline. I grabbed my phone and slipped it into my white shorts. I glanced one more time at my purple tank top and white shorts in the mirror. Once I decided that I didn't look bad I walked out of the room and straight towards the elevator.

I clicked the button that would take me to Lucas's level. The elevator did it's annoying ding sound, signaling that I was there. I took a deep breath and walked out of the elevator. I walked down the short hall to Lucas's room. I took another deep breath then I knocked on the door.

I waited a minute before Carson came to the door. He looked kind of tired, like he'd just gotten up. I knew it wasn't early, the sun has been up for hours. I was there when it came up. He just stared at me, clearly confused on why I was there.

"Em? Why are you here?" Carson asked. Yep, I was right, he was confused on why I was here.

"Is Lucas here? I need to speak to him." I replied. It was just after I spoke the words that I realized how strange they might've sound coming from my lips.

"Yeah. He's in his room, or should be. Come on." Carson stepped to the side, letting me in. I walked in and he shut the door behind me.

Then he led me over to Lucas's room, which still had the large king size bed and white couch. I glanced around, noticing that it was a little bit colder than usual. I could see Lucas out on his balcony, but Carson couldn't. I watched Carson glance around and get frustrated that he couldn't find him. Finally I caved and pointed towards the balcony. Carson glared at me as I held back a fit of laughter. He walked over to the balcony and opened the door.

Carson shook Lucas a couple of times to get his attention. When Lucas looked at him I could see a bit of anger. Carson started talking, probably saying that I was here. I looked around the room, pretending to not be interested in them. I looked up when I felt someone staring at me. Lucas met my gaze for a second, then he broke it to look at Carson. Carson walked out of the balcony and out of the room. I watched Lucas come out from the balcony, slowly, like he thought that I was in a bad mood.

He took a couple of steps closer, closing the space between us. He kept walking until we were only a foot apart. I took a deep breath, remembering why I was here. I looked up into his emerald green eyes, and focused on the task at hand. I looked away and over his shoulder. Then I took a step closer to him and gently placed my lips on his cheek. I pulled back a second later and took a step back.