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Lucas! You just don't do that! :o

If you ever do that to me I will hit you in the head with my handbag and poke you with my umbrella.

Back to topic (I'm so off-topic today :rolleyes: ) Another good chapter, I feel sorry for Nicholas :(

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Why haven't I commented on this before now? Hell, why haven't I read this before now?! *shakes head*

Well, what can I say? Other than AWESOME! I like youre style and the way you tell your stories and set everything into motion. Already the one OC, Nicholas, seems like a character we aleady know. Wicked stuff, dude. Wicked. :D

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Chapter THREE

When I realized what was in the pouch, I panicked. I had seen stuff like that before...

I stood their with the pouch in my hand, thinking about what to do with its contents. I mean, Heroin isn't something you just discard carelessly. I was freaking out! When I heard the bedroom door close, I turned around. Belle had a cold look on her face , like she had done something terrible... which she had! I remember her being completely speechless when I asked her about it. When she did say something, she waffled on about how she didn't know where it came from.... the usual excuse. I told her about me trying to find her and that I saw her in the alley with that....guy. She went on to say, "It's not what it looks like"... Give me a break. I set her straight, either tell me the truth or it's over.

"Lucas, when we walked to College that day, I was so happy. We made a new friend, we were beginning to fit in. But when I saw the shooting happen, my mind went black. I saw things that I thought I'd never see in my life. It was horrible, it really was. The gun shots were so brutal... and when they hit the other students.... I felt numb. I felt like I was the one who was supposed to get shot because I didn't belong here. I felt so guilty. When the guy shot himself, my mind was worse. I'm in a dark place, Luke. And I can't get out of it..."

When I hugged her, I said that she should talk too me about things. She didn't have to do drugs to make herself feel better. She promised that she'd talk to me from now on if anything was wrong...

It wasn't until a few hours later that I remembered about the Heroin. Belle was sleeping on my chest, so I didn't want to wake her up. I tried to come up with solutions, and the best one I could think of was to flush it all down the toilet and forget about it... Okay, maybe not the best idea, but it's all I could come up with.

When dawn broke, I waked her. She was a hard little madame to wake! It took ages. When she finally decided to rear that lovely head of hers off my chest, we decided to go out for breakfast. Belle was really quiet that morning. She was probably embarrassed about the previous events. I assured her that I'd always be there for her and that she could tell me anything...

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Chapter FOUR

It had been nearly 2 weeks since nothing wrong happened. Belle and I were getting closer and she hadn't touched drugs since I talked to her that night. I was so proud of her.

We spent a lot of our time with Nic, just to try and make him happy. He had no family left, now that his sister had been killed at the College. He was beginning to smile again and he suggested that we travel in the Autumn. We agreed to it, it sounded like fun! We didn't have much time to organise it. Nic booked the flights, Belle hired the car - and I did some hotel searching... with no luck! B&B all the way. We thought Ireland would be a good place to visit during the Halloween break, after all, it is said to have originated there. We wanted to see their own original way of celebrating it, not the Commercialised American way. I booked a B&B in a village called Annamoe, south of an old Church and historic graveyard. It was the perfect location!

The next few days in Paris were cold and wet. I guess we had to get used to it beofre we went on the trip. We didn't dare go outside, we would have been welcomed by a huge thunder storm...which freaked Belle out. So we stayed inside for the remaining 3 days...drinking.... it was fun though. I must have drank a lot, because I find it hard to remember exactly what happened within those days.

The day finally came for us to leave Paris for Dublin. We packed out bags and headed off to the airport. Just got there on time! We checked-in and went through security. The Aer Lingus flight was packed!Full of people heading home for the celebrations.

The flight was the shortest flight I've ever been on. Aaaaand it was raining when we arrived, surprise! I've never seen an airport so chaotic in my life. It was crazy! Nic was swearing in French, Belle was stressed.... and I was unusually happy....

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  • 2 weeks later...

Thanks for all the comments, guys. :)

I had all the story completed in my pukka pad... but I wasn't happy with it, so I'm re-writing it at the moment. So it will be a while until I can post the new chapter. :blink:

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