| Chapter 14: David Tyler glanced around the small hotel room. A bed, a bathroom, and a TV. Well, Renaldo said that's all he would need. He flung his bag onto the single bed and tossed his hotel key onto the counter. He took off his jacket and tossed it on the back of a chair. David lay back on his bed and gazed at the ceiling. He had no clue as of what was in store for him and this assignment. In fact, he was a little nervous. It was finally sinking in. All of the danger of this lifestyle, he was finally understanding it. It meant living in hotel rooms while watching out after people who he hardly knew almost twenty-four hours a day. His gaze shifted to the picture he had propped up by the television. It was a better lifestyle than before. He had grown up rich, but hardly loved. His parents would always be going out, leaving him alone with the maid or a babysitter. And he was always terribly lonesome. David was a good kid. He always did his homework in school, he got good grades, and he stayed out of his parent's way most of the time. But he didn't have many friends because he mostly kept to himself. He didn't mind though, because he learned not to feel bad about those kind of things. That was why this was the best thing for him. Even sleeping in this dinky, run-down hotel on an island he had never heard of was better than being back where he was. He actually had a life of his own now. A place to start over-a second chance to live life the way he wanted to live it. David glanced at the picture of the laughing brunette. He would make this life work-completely start over. After all, wasn't that what second chances were meant for? Emily sighed as the doorbell rang. "Nikolas, you're early." She muttered as she put on her earrings and adjusted her khaki skirt. She quickly hurried out of her room and ran down the hallway, hoping to get to the door before Lucky. Then she realized she was too late. "Cassadine." She could hear Lucky mutter. Nikolas nodded. "Lucky." "What are you doing here?" "I'm taking Emily out to dinner." Emily whirled around and started down the hallway as Lucky turned. "Oh, no you don't." Lucky ran after her into her room and shut the door behind him. "What the hell was that?" He wanted to know. "You're going out with him?" Emily nodded, a bit uncomfortable. "Em, he's a Cassadine!" "He's my friend." "But you're going out to dinner with him?" "Do you have a problem with that?" Emily demanded. "He's a-he's a….Em, he's a Cassadine!" "So what? You've known for a long time that I've been friends with him. Why are you so protective now?" "Because I-you-I… Because you're my friend, you're my best friend. And he's a Cassadine!" "Yeah, we established that already. Lucky, can't you get over this feud already? He's your brother." "He is not my brother, Em." "He is Lucky. Whether you want to believe it or not." "No. You're wrong. He is a Cassadine." "And you're a Spencer, and I'm a Quartermaine. That's just a name, Lucky." "It's more than that. It's much more." "I know it is. Your families are enemies-I've heard it before. Why can't you end this? Why can't it stop with you?" "Just don't go out with him." "Oh, no. You will not tell me who I can or can't go out with." Emily grabbed her purse off the bed. "I'm leaving." Emily ran out the door, leaving Lucky behind. Lucky leaned against the wall and shook his head. "You don't get it, Em. You just don't get it." |