Succumbing to the Pressure - 6

The next day Lucky rolled out of bed, graoning. Boy, did his head hurt!
''Ugh!'' He got
up to go to the bathroom and BOOM, fell over Nicholas who was asleep at
the side f
Lucky's bed, uncovered and without a pillow. ''Nicholas, what the hell
are you doing
here? Oh, nevermind, I remember.'' Lucky pushed himself up and put his
hand to his
throbbing head.
''Hangover?'' Nicholas asked him, rubbing his hands over his sleepy
face.
''Hangover...what are you talking about?''
Nicholas looked at Lucky strangely. ''Lucky, you were pretty drunk last
night.''
''Drunk, what are you talking about, no I wasn't!'' Lucky shouted,
instantly defensive.
Actually, he didn't remember much of anything of the previous night.
''Lucky! You had a conversation with your PILLOW!'' Nicholas said,
looking at him in
amusement.
''But...I don't drink.''
''Well, you did last night....Lucky? Do you remember anything about
last night?''
Nicholas asked, sitting up.
''YEah, I remember everything, and I didn't...'' Suddenly he did
remember. Luke had
given him some whiskey. ''Woah! Oh, boy did I drink!'' Lucky laughed at
remembering.

''Yeah, you did.'' Nicholas gave him a stern look.
''Oh, get off it man. Like you've never drank before. Besides, it
helped me.''
''You do realize that that feeling of escape is only temporary right?''
Nicholas thought
back to his uncle/father and his tendancies to ''drink away his
sorrows.'' It never did
last long though. Eventually they would come back, and double if not
triple worse.
''Man, whatever. My dad gave it to me and...''
''And look what he did to you're mom one night when he was drunk...''
Nicholas
reminded him.
''You shut the HELL up! How dare you talk about MY dad?! You don't know
him, he
wouldn't have if...'' Lucky yelled.
''LUCKY, LUCKY, I wasn't trying to talk bad about your dad, I'm just
sayin, ya know,
watch yourself.'' Nicholas regretted saying that stuff about Lucky's
dad as soon as he
said it, but couldn't take it back.
''Oh, please. Yeah, yeah, Prince perfect knows all right? Well why
don't you get the
hell out man. Just go!''
Nicholas rose to his feet. ''Lucky look. I was just sayin to watch it
cause it can come
back to haunt you, and you were kinda rude.'' Nicholas thought back to
how Lucky had
reacted teh night before when Nik had told him he'd had enough. He
sighed. ''Alright,
I'll get out of your hair. I'll look for somewhere else to stay...''
''Wait...'' Lucky closed his eyes and composed himself. ''You can stay
here still, but
please leave so I can feel like an ass by myself?''
Nicholas allowed himself to be releived. ''Okay, I'll come back later,
and I'll go now.
See you later.'' Then Nicholas left.
''Man, of all the people I had to pick to make myself look like an ass
to...'' Lucky
muttered.

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Elizabeth bolted up in bed. 'Oh, thank god, it was only a dream.
Suddenly she jumped.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! ''Oh Christ Liz, get a grip. It's the stupid
door!'' She ran down stairs and opened the door. ''HEY!''
Emily rushed into the house. ''Hey..help me!''
Elizabeth slowly shut the door behind her, looking at Emily like she
was crazy. ''Uh,
yeah, do come in....What's up Em?''
''Sorry. I'm going crazy! Grandfather is going to lock me up in an
insane asylum,
Monica is going to think...''
''EMILY, EMILY, calm down. Chick, cool it, what is wrong?'' Liz said,
grabbing her
shoulders and shaking her slightly.
''I'm so confused. I mean, he kissed me Liz!'' Emily smiled and then
frowned. Then she
smiled again.''It was great...[frown again] and it was horrible!'' She
looked up at Liz
and saw her bewildered expression. ''Okay, so he was upset and he
cried. So,
ofcourse, he was embarrassed. I told him not to be, cause he was SO
there for me
through that whole drug relapse thing, ....and[smiles] he kissed me!''
''Nicholas kissed you? That so great!'' Then Liz frowned. ''Wait, I
don't get it, why was
it horrible? Was he a bad kisser?''
''Oh, no no no no no no! He was great, wonderful, fantastic. Til he
pulled back, siad he
was sorry, it was a mistake and fled!'' Emily let a tear fall out.
''Oh, Emily, ya know what I bet it is? He was scared!'' Liz said
reassuringly.
''Yeah, that's what Ned said.''
''Did ya write him the letter?'' Liz asked.
''YEAH! Lucky stole it! He read it too, I was so embarrassed! But he
said he'd deliver
it to him. I don't know if he did yet though.'' Emily blushed,
remembering how
embarrassed she had been.
''Well, go check! Go ask him, right now. Go on, Shoo!'' Liz pushed
Emily to the door.
Actually she had two reasons for wanting Em to go. 1.)see about the
letter, and 2.) see
if he was okay.
She had gone to see him after she left Laura's, but had seen him and
Luke and Nicholas
together at Luke's and hadn't wanted to disturb them. She decided to
wait for him to
come to her. Besides, he'd never talk if she pushed him to anyway.

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Nicholas stepped off the launch on to Spoon Island. He wlked intothe
house and saw
Stefan sitting on the couch, lost in his own thoughts. He walked around
in front of him.
At first he didn't see him, so Nicholas cleared his throat.
Stefan snapped out of his solitude state and asaw Nicholas standing in
front of him. He
jumped up and rached for Nicholas. ''Son!''
Nicholas glared at him and stepped away from his outstretched hands.
''You have a
LOT of talking to do.''

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After Lucky had showered and dressed he went down to Luke's to find his
dad. ''Dad?''

''Hey kiddo, haven't seen your Dad 'round here this morning.'' Mike
said appearing
from under the bar.
''Well, where the hell could he be? He's certainly not home...'' Lucky
muttered to
himself.
Mike looked at him strange. ''Did you check his office?''
Lucky rushed to his dad's office. ''Dad?'' He called softly, knocking
on the door.
Slowly he pushed the door open. At first he didn't see anything,
then...''NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!''(like Sonny did about Lilly) Lucky fell
to the
ground on his knees.
Mike came rushing back there. ''What the hell Lucky...'' Suddenly he
stopped as he
noticed what had made Lucky yell. ''Jesus Christ.'' He muttered softly.
There, behind his desk, Luke lay, sprawled out. His bottle of Whiskey
lay shattered
into peices around him as his blood intermingled with it and soaked
into the carpet and
into Luke's clothes. ''Luke, what have you done?'' Mike asked his
motionless friend as
he put a hand on the devastated Lucky.

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