lost love by elizabeth fritz (the lemonade war series TXT) 📕

by the doors, in a red dress and heels.

He stood me up. He never came to pick me up. He didn't even return my calls. I was soooooooooooo angry. I seriously wanted to wrap my fingers around his little neck and squeeze it until--- well yeah so anyway. HOW COULD HE HAVE DONE THIS TO ME?

At exactly seven fifteen, I kicked off my heels, stomped up the stairs and banged my door shut and started throwing things around before calling Emily.

"HE FREAKING STOOD ME UP, AND HE WON'T PICK UP HIS STUPID PHONE! HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HERE AN HOUR AGO." I yelled.

There was a rather awkward pause.

"Hello..?" I said, softer.

"Shannon. Calm down. Michael stood you up? Woaaaaaaah. Thats weird. Dump him." She said easily.

"What? No. He's not getting rid of me that easily." I muttered.

"Look, if he's gonna stop showing up at dates and stop answering your calls..." She sighed. "Look, you wanna be the Dump-er. Or the Dump-ee?"

"What? Agh. Em. Nevermind, I'll talk to him at school or something." I sighed and hung up. I spent the night doing homework instead of being out.

This was NOT fair. future to come

 I woke up that morning early. On a saturday. I groaned and rolled out of bed thinking of what had happened yesterday. I pouted and walked into the bathroom angrily and got dressed. I then went outside and dialed Michael's number after checking for any messages or missed calls. There were none.

4 rings later he picked up. "Hey babe."

My eyes narrowed. "Don't you have something to say to me?!" I asked him angrily and sarcastically.

"Uh. No." he said confused. "How are you..?"

"Oh, me? I'm definitely and absolutely NOT FINE. Where WERE you last night? You were supposed to come pick me up by six! I tried calling you so many times! Michael!"

"Oh right! Sorry I forgot." He said, as if thats that.

"You.. FORGOT!?!" I yelled in absolute shock. I know I was being a little over dramatic but I was sick of this.

"Yeaaaaah. I forgot." He said. "Sorry."

"You know what? I know you're not sorry. You don't have to pretend like you are. If you wanna break up with me just do it. You're always ignoring me and being all distant and stuff and now you bail on me? What's gotten into you?!" I shouted.

"Shannon! Stop yelling!" He yelled.

"You're yelling!" I snapped.

Pause.

He took a breath. "Look. Shannon. I'm sorry. There was a lot on my mind the other day and I forgot. I got... Distracted, you know. I know you're mad. But I'll make it up to you."

"Thats NO excuse! You've been out for so long. Why don't you tell me anything?! Have you ever thought that maybe if you opened up a little that I could help you out, and you know I would understand!" I yapped at him.

"But you wouldn't understand! Okay!"

"Try me!" I dared.

"No. Look I don't want to hurt you. Just calm down. I'll make it up to you!"

"Yeah. Okay you do that." I said and hung up.

After that phone call I just stood there and tried to calm down, trying to think straight and just make myself realise what happened and whats probably going to happen.

I closed my eyes. I talked to the little voice in my head.

Okay. You just had a fight with Michael. It's just a fight. It happens with everyone. Alright. Lets think this out. He's being a jerk, and you totally deserved to blow out on him. He won't talk to you, he wont sit with you anymore and he doesn't even seem interested anymore. But he doesn't want to break up. What could this mean? Maybe he still likes you but he's going through a rough phase. It can't be his family because your parents are friends with his and they're perfect... It's something he's obviously hiding from you. What could he be hiding from me? And why? Its either something good or bad. Maybe he's using me..? Or has he completely LOST it? Maybe I should just give him some space. And he'll come running after me again like he used to. Gosh, I miss those times. Actually I do. Luke used to be there too. Ahh I miss Luke. If he was here I would SO be hanging out with him right now. And not even to get Michael jealous. Because he's someone who actually understands me and he's a great friend and he just knows what to say and do at the right time. I miss Luke.. Ah he would have made me feel better right away. He was cool that way. I wonder when he's going to come back. Wait.. I'm getting distracted this is supposed to be about Michael. Alright?! Oh I wish Luke was here! He would make me feel like Michael isn't worth it.. But is he? i don't know! All I know is that Luke would have made me feel better. This isn't fair! WHERE IS HE WHEN I NEED HIM THE MOST? AREN'T FRIENDS SUPPOSED TO BE THERE FOR YOU? I think I'm gonna turn around and scream.

I turned around and prepared myself to let it all out in a big, loud, deafening, blood-curdling, rambunctious and deadly scr--

"I'm here." he laughed.

"Luke."

friends :D

 Okay, so I know you were totally not expecting that, because neither was I. But it's exactly what had happened. He was here. Luke was here.

Standing right before my own eyes.

And I wasn't dreaming.

Or Hallucinating.

Was I?

Nah, I don't think so. It seemed too real. But I didn't understand one thing.

Why is he laughing at me?

But I didn't care if he was laughing at me. He was BACK! I was too busy attacking him with a huge hug to notice.

"Ohmigosh. You're really back!" I squealed as if I was still trying to convince myself he was actually here. "You have a lot of explaining to do, mister. Do you know how much I was worrying about you? Where wereyou Luke? I needed you. You weren't here. You never even tried to contact me, ever. You know I'm actually really mad at you, but I'm not showing it because you're finally here and I don't want to spoil the moment. And did you know that your giiirlfriend is like--"

"Shannon, Shannon." He smirked, shaking his head. "Shut up."

I felt my face heat up. I was really just blabbering and embarassing myself, so I shut up, looking up at him after stepping back, releasing my tight grip from around him.

"I'm sorry." he said, finally. "I tried, you know, to contact you and stuff."

"Well..?"

"Come with me. Lets take a walk." he gave me a slight push from behind which caused me to jerk ahead and start walking.


So I made him start all the way from the beginning. Turns out that he really did leave because his grandma was sick. Apparently Lukes father was very close to her and when he found out she was diagnosed with cancer they had to go there as soon as possible.

"I know thats still not an excuse for not contacting anyone," He had said, and I knew from his look that he WAS sorry. "It's just that it was really messed up over there. Everyone was upset and I was so busy. And to top it off my grandma lived in the middle of nowhere and had no internet connection. There were no signals coming up there either, but that didnt matter because I lost my phone anyway." he sighed. "I really am sorry."

I took some time digesting this and I understood. "It's okay, Luke. I was just worried. I get it now, you don't have to be sorry about anything. Hows your grandma now? Any better?"

"Oh, yeah. She died."

"Luke." I said feeling really bad and sorry and somewhat guilty. I stopped walking and faced him, giving him a comforting hug.

I felt his arms ravel around my body, really gently though. "It's alright. She's in a better place now. She's eased off from the pain that was to come. She's not suffering any more. Anyway, she was happy when she died, you know? It was really... Like she was at total peace."

"Are you alright?" I asked softly.

"I'm fine, Shannon." He reassured me. And to lighten up the mood he laughed, and we parted from eachothers arms.

"All right. Good." I said firmly, smiling. "I'm glad you're back in one piece. It wasn't the same without you Luke."

"I bet it wasn't." he grinned, his perfect set of teeth showing. "As for.. Kelly? Who cares about her, right? Didn't I end it with her yet?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Uh, no!" I said.

"Oops. Must have forgotten." He dug out his phone, which was new as I noticed. "Should I do it over the phone? Would that make me a total jerk?"

I thought about it. "Actually, no. You don't know what she's like. She'll be fine. Go ahead."

He nodded and looked for her number. "I had some numbers written down in a book, if you're wondering." he said before I could ask. Then he pressed his phone to his ear, grinning at me.

"Hey Kelly... Yeah it's me Luke.. Ahan.. Yeah, about that... I think I'm kind of dumping you... Yeah. Listen, it's not you, it's me... Actually, it's you. Yeah. Sorry. A certain someone told me I was too good for you anyway. Later, bro." he hung up and winked at me.

I looked at him in shock, not believing he actually did that. "Luke. That. Was. AMAZING. I love you for that. How did it go?"

"Welll.... She was okay I guess. She was with a guy anyway so it didn't really matter to her, I suppose." He shrugged.

"Oooooh." i nodded, walking with him again at a steady pace.

"So you and Michael are still good, I see?" he looked at me.

"Ugh!" I rolled my eyes. "I don't even want to talk about him right now. I think he hates me anyway. Please, anyway."

Although my day had started out terrible because of a certain someone (start with 'M' and rhymes with Cycle), in the end, I was glad that I had a friend back.