Ophelia

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"That could almost have been sent by me."

With a cheeky smirk, Lola stood up and dusted off her t-shirt as Martha walked over. The blonde chuckled as she listened to the older lady's advice about Caleb. "Don't worry, I've got his card marked." With an amused wink to Martha, Lola obediently headed to the door. As the pair went outside into the fresh air, she turned to Caleb.

"So, have you had any brainwaves as to how your going to handle all of this? Don't get me wrong, you're a very gentlemanly hostage taker, but eventually I would like my own bed."

The young woman's voice was low enough for nobody else to hear, and it had a slightly light hearted tone. After all, what will be, will be. Well, that's what Doris Day claims.

"So Jimmy, good friend? I'm guessing that explains everything."

Lola shot Caleb a knowing glance, before respectfully leaving the subject. The more time she spent with Caleb, the more he was starting to make sense. On some level, she understood him.

"Because, in all honesty, I won't tell anyone anything. As far as I'm concerned, it never happened. I don't want to get you or the other guys in trouble. I know that's easy for me to say though, you don't know me to trust me." The blonde ran her fingers through her unruly curls. "Plus, I have my end of semester ball coming up, and if I don't get to wear my dress, I'm going to be out of this world pissed. That thing cost me a fortune, and I don't even like it." Shaking her head exasperatedly, she rolled her eyes. "This is also seriously hampering my ability to find a date for it. It's going to have to be gay Tom. Not that my problems are important in the grand scheme of things, so I shall just shut up."

The blonde stopped talking and glanced casually around the parking lot. She was fairly sure she'd been drunk there before. "You just lost your friend, and I'm moaning about a damn dress,I'm Sorry." Lola shot Caleb an apologetic look, before yawning sleepily. "I'm a really horrific person when I'm tired."

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Lola was rather surprised to see what played out next. The most surprising bit of all, was that Jack actually left. That only served in making the girl feel more uncomfortable. The blonde sighed as she watched Jack obediently leave. Blinking as though she couldn't quite take it in. He'd gone for now, but Lola was under no illusions. Caleb wouldn't always be around.

"Last night?"

With tilt of her head, Lola looked at Caleb out of her dark green eyes in a mildly baffled manner, before she suddenly caught on to the question.

"The brunette? That's Jessica, she lives with me down on 3rd. However, I doubt she's there now. Most likely went home with some dude. If you get my drift."

Lola waggled her eyes in a provocative way, before finishing off her drink.

"Why'd you ask?"

Wrinkling her nose, the blondes curiosity peaked. Annoyingly, Lola found Caleb even more attractive now, then she did just an hour before.

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"Twelve? Not a good age. Wait until she's thirteen. Hormones are not a good thing. I was horrific."

Lola as a teenager had been somewhat of a tearaway. She had perfected climbing out of her bedroom window by the tender age of eleven, and by fourteen she was a sassy little mare. Luckily, the phase didn't last overtly long. However, she did still have quite an explosive temper, and a tendency to throw things when in a rage. As she reflected on her teenage years, she momentarily phased out, only to be brought back to reality with bump when Caleb asked about Jack.

The blonde wasn't entirely sure she wanted to talk about it, especially with someone that she barely knew. Biting her bottom lip, she shrugged. Part of her didn't even know how to explain it.

"He did pretty much everything you can do to someone. Mentally, physically...sexually."

The young woman's voice was almost a whisper, and she wouldn't make eye contact with Caleb. Lola had suffered many broken bones, but the worst thing was the psychological abuse. The mind games. It makes you weak enough to blame yourself, and in a way, she still felt that maybe it was. There was a deep seated guilt, that she just couldn't shake. Self inflicted shame. Being happy and bubbly was far more easy then facing demons.

"He'll kill me one day."

The words were simply delivered. No drama, no tears. It was something that Lola had thought, and did still think was inevitable. Just his presence was enough to make her want to disappear.

"It's just a matter of time."

Lets try this one more time with feeling..

Bump

Lets try this one more time with feeling..

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Lets try this one more time with feeling..

Bump

Lets try this one more time with feeling..

Bump

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Looking slightly like a rabbit that was caught in the headlights of a car, Lola wrinkled her nose at the question. "That's Jack. He was, well, he was my boyfriend." Stirring her hot chocolate, the young woman's hand shook so violently, that she eventually had to give up and instead decided to sit on them. As she sat there, she could feel him watching her, his beady little eyes boring in to the back of her head.

"He shouldn't be here."

It was almost as though Lola was reassuring herself with that line. The only reason he would be there was because of her, and she knew that. Five years of absolute hell, and he just walked in the door like he'd never walked out of it. "He's looking isn't he?" Rubbing her nose, Lola started to try and calm down. Just breathe. You're fine. This is all just fine. He can't even touch you. "Sorry, I'm being a total dork. Ignore me." Memories flashed through the girls mind, tiny snippets of what she'd been through. It was pretty overwhelming, but Lola was a tough cookie and managed a smile, albeit a nervous one.

"Anyway, enough. You have a sister?" Taking on a lighter tone, the blonde ate a pink marshmallow that dotted her hot chocolate rather prettily. Lola was intrigued to learn more about Caleb, he really was a fascinating puzzle.

As Lola happen to glance up, the blonde followed Jacks movement with her emerald eyes, watching him go into the washroom. He made sure to send her a rather pointed stare before opening his eyes wide in a fairly aggressive gesture. Lola ignored him as she simply popped another marshmallow into her mouth.

"Jackass."

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Playing along, Lola laughed on cue, meeting Caleb's gaze for just a moment, but the moment was long enough.

"I'm hopeless at decisions, but I'll get the bagel, and a hot chocolate. Thank you."

Smiling at Martha, Lola folded up her menu and slotted it back into the holder as she settled her chin against the palm of her hand. The atmosphere in the diner was relaxed, and Lola actually quite liked it. The bell on the door sounded out, catching Lola's attention. Glancing over, the young woman did a double take at the male that had just walked in. He was dark, and well built, and his sudden appearance caused the colour to drain from Lola's face rather rapidly. She suddenly felt hot, and didn't quite know what to do with herself.

How could he be in town? It was miles away from where he lives? Rubbing the bridge of her nose, she looked at Caleb almost desperately.

"Swap places with me. Swap so that you're facing out, and I'm facing the window.."

The blonde stood up, practically ushering Blue out of his seat in haste. There was no way that she wanted to be bumping into him, but the diner was empty, and she could swear he'd already noticed her. Jack, or Jacko as he was was known to his friends, was Lola's Ex boyfriend. An Ex boyfriend that should have been eight hundred miles away, not walking into the diner that she was having breakfast in. Jack broke Lola. Yes she was bubbly and talkative person, but it was so much easier to be happy after hitting rock bottom. You truly appreciate everyday for what it is, a blessing. Not a promise.

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"That's a little crazy? I'd say she's the whole damn circus." Tilting her head to the side, Lola watched the brunette walk away, noticing the deliberately hippy strut that the woman adopted, no doubt for Caleb's benefit. "Nice ass though." Fluttering her eyelashes, Lola nailed a flawless impression of Lain, "You better call me soon." Pouting out her lips, and narrowing her eyes seductively, she held it only for a second before snorting, an embarrassing addition to her hyena like laugh. "Jesus, pass me the bucket."

It was quite apparent that Lola had been brought up in a predominantly male household. She felt incredibly comfortable around men, and in fact, sometimes she preferred their straightforward way of dealing with things. Bitchiness just wasn't on her radar. To some extent, you could call her a tom boy. Flicking her eyes to the menu, a cute waiter caught her attention at the bar momentarily. Perking an eyebrow in appreciation for just a second, she turned back to Caleb. Making a mental note to ask him about Jimmy at a later point. It seemed logical to think that this was all somehow linked.

"So, what's good?"

As her green eyes scanned the menu, she twirled her hair around with her index figure, a habit she'd adopted as a child, and never been able to break.