Love Hurricane. Victory Storm

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Heaven had been on my side for once so, after my parents' separation and my mum's decision to go back to the USA, I had immediately packed my bags, even if I was attending my last year at High School.

      However, I could never have dreamt of meeting Lucas so soon and even without the help of the detective I had found on the Net!

      I thanked Adam silently once more for his support and because he had never let me give up all hope. I decided to spend half of my money to buy some designer clothes for him: that was his greatest passion. By the way, I knew his taste and his clothes size perfectly, since we had spent a lot of time together going around shopping.

      I smiled happy for what my fate had given me: a perfect journey, a warm September weather, my mum's leave to stay in Princeton on my own, even if I had to live at the school dormitory, while she would stay at an old friend's in Davenport, waiting to get her job as social worker back.

      But the most surprising thing had been Lucas, who seemed ready to welcome me in the town High School, when I saw him walking towards me.

      Oh my God, I had been missing him so much!

      I had had to grasp at my super self-control to avoid bursting out crying, but when I had seen him looking at me with his wonderful, wide open hazelnut eyes, that I could make out in a thousand, I hadn't been able to hold back and I had run into his arms.

      Luckily I was used to Adam's tallness and I had stood on my tiptoes by instinct, to throw my arms around his neck.

      I hadn't played basketball for a while, so I hadn't become much taller, while Lucas had grown a lot.

      With my body close to his, I had also felt his muscles stiffening against me under his light t-shirt.

      They were very similar to the ones Adam kept moulding at the gym every day and that had made me feel in the seventh heaven. Adam was right: Lucas had grown up and I was sure that, being so well-built, he surely wouldn't let his father beat him so easily any more.

      However, I had to hold back the itch I felt in my hands, ready to pull his t-shirt up and check if he had any marks of belt on his skin, or anything else.

      By touching his skin and hearing his voice after such a long time, I felt the stone I had been carrying with me for so many years crumble down. Lucas was safe. He was with me. At last!

      The only negative side, which was making me feel upset once more, was the scar on his left brow. Even if it was slightly covered by a piercing, I couldn't avoid noticing it, because his hair hadn't grown there again.

      I took his hands into mine and held them tight, still entranced for such a quick and unexpected meeting.

      “You can't imagine how much I have been missing you, Lucas. I'm so... happy,” I exclaimed stumbling on the last word, after I had brushed my fingers on the deep wounds he had on his knuckles.

      I looked at him scared, at the thought of what he must have done to get safe from his father's violence.

      I saw him staring straight into my eyes for a moment, then he suddenly drew back frightened.

      “Lucas, are you okay?” I tried to ask him. I felt so anxious that I was almost choking, but he didn't answer me.

      I tried to get closer and put my hand on his arm, but something behind me pushed me violently, making me lose my balance.

      Luckily Lucas reached out his arm and held me, even if he brushed against my breast in doing it. I turned, uneasy and surprised for that strange assault and, before I could even realize what the hell was going on, I found myself crushed into four arms and enveloped in a cloud of vanilla scent.

      “Kira! What a surprise!” a very sharp female voice squealed, piercing through my ears.

      As soon as I was able to get free from that octopus-hug, I saw Roxanne smiling face, covered with freckles and piercings, before me. At the same time, Jane's curly red hair peeped out behind me.

      My two beloved friends!

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