Lucas was freaking out as he drove over to Misha's. Was freaking out and was kind of annoyed, too, that she had been accusing everyone of keeping things from her when she'd asked for things to be kept! Argh. Lucas decided it was just going to be easier if he told her everything uncensored, because that's what she'd asked for, and it was probably about damned time she knew.

"Heya," he said, pushing open the door to her bedroom. He'd used his own key to get in, and in a moment of thoughtful paranoia he'd locked the front door behind him again.

Date: 2008-02-12 06:07 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] takemeslowly.livejournal.com
That was all kinda a bit much to take, and without Lucas' arms around her, Misha might have gotten up, or freaked out, or... doing exactly what she'd been doing to deny stuff up till now. A shudder ran through her as she decided not to do any of those things. "And that was what you told me you saw that night... when I told you to stop telling me..." she said very carefully, as though it was incredibly shaky ground she was currently on. She'd thought he was on drugs, and even after she hadn't, she'd thought there was another explanation.

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