OMEGA (Under Rewrite)

Chapter 29 - I used to be able to make her smile like that.

“I’m not!” she argues, but I know better than to believe that.

If there’s one thing I know about Lucy Jacobs, it’s that sleep is even more important to her than breathing.

“Whatever you say, Lucy,” I reply with a smirk, which in turn causes her frown to deepen.

“I’m ignoring you now,” she informs me, making me laugh.

“Whatever you say, Lucy,” I repeat before looking around at the others.

My dad’s still in mid-conversation with Wayne and mum’s talking to Richard and Louisa whilst Jess stands there looking somewhat awkward.

Well, so much for calling it a day.

Dean, not so surprisingly, is stood in the corner by the desk talking to Amy. The guy is so hooked, but she’s having absolutely none of it. She seems to hate him as much as Lucy does me, which is saying a lot.

“Hey, Shorty, you re-joined the land of the living now then, huh?” Beck asks, heading over and sitting down on her other side.

The smile that finds its way to her lips is like an instant inbuilt reaction as she sees him, and I can’t help but feel the jealousy shoot through me like lightening.

I used to be able to make her smile like that.

“You’re still here,” she says happily, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Of course, I promised, didn’t I?” he replies, nudging her in the side a little with his elbow.

“Hey, guys, you ready?” Amy suddenly calls out to them as she heads over to the rest of her family, leaving Dean stood alone looking more than slightly dejected.

“Yeah,” Lucy calls back and stands up from the sofa. She takes Beck’s hand and pulls him up with her, which also sends another bolt of jealousy through me.

Ugh.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” she quickly says to me and I nod before she and Beck join the others, leaving me sat alone on the sofa.

“It sucks, right?” Dean says suddenly, collapsing down on the sofa next to me as everyone else leaves the room.

I don’t even need to ask what he’s talking about.

“Yeah,” I agree glumly.

We sit in silence for a few minutes. Mum and dad have apparently decided to call it a day as we can faintly hear them making their way up to bed as we still remain in the office.

“What a day…” Dean eventually sighs, breaking the silence.

“Yeah,” I agree again, pinching the bridge of my nose as I can feel a headache coming on.

“Is she okay? Lucy, I mean,” he then asks.

“…I don’t know,” I admit, thinking back to earlier on in the day, right after we rescued her. “You didn’t see her, man. She was a mess.”

“Yeah, well, I guess that’s kind of understandable. I mean, she was kidnapped by rogues,” he replies.

“Yeah,” I sigh, guilt slowly beginning to churn inside me.

It was my fault.

“And, I mean, the fact that the same guy took out her parents? That’s got to be tough,” Dean continues on, unaware of my gradual inner turmoil.

“Yeah,” I repeat.

“Can I ask you something?” he then suddenly asks out of the blue.

I look over at him to find him watching me with calculating eyes.