Luke and Violet - S01 E42

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Luke and Violet - S01 E42

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 42

"New Beginnings."

A couple hours later, Jeff retums. He hands me a large yellow envelope. I open it up to find a new passport, social security number, ID, and a prepaid phone. I open up my passport and see a fairly recent picture of me. The name reads "Oliver Lucas Porter"

"Sorry you couldn't choose the new name. We did allow you to keep Lucas with it." Jeff tells me.

I look at my phone and open up my contacts to find only one name.

"Heather P."

"So Mr. Oliver, do you have any questions for me?" Jeff asks.

I shake my head as I try to adjust myself to my new reality.

I spend the next four weeks in the hospital regaining my strength. I had to attend physical therapy sessions about three to four times each day. My doctor and therapist both had to help me try and stand on my two feet and keep me balanced the first week. Then it was a matter of walking and completing certain physical exercises to show that I had regained critical motor skills to function normally. After being in a coma for five months, lying in bed the whole time, my legs were weak to say the least. My whole body felt weak and frail. I did the best I could in the month of recovery to eat, gain weight, and retrain my body to function somewhat normally.

One morning, I take a good look at myself in the mirror, after attending a physical therapy session. I have scars on my face, down my chest, and my arms. They're a permanent reminder of the torture that Clark put me through back at the motel. I have a new name and new identity now. But that will never undo the past of who I was. My scars will always remind me of who I was.

After a month of physical therapy, I'm discharged from the hospital. I get into an SUV with Jeff. The driver takes us to a private airfield in Maryland outside of DC. Jeff explains to me along the way that I'm leaving the country and have no chance of coming back whatsoever.

"Oliver, the day that Luke shot and killed Mr. Taylor, it sparked and created consequences that can never be fixed. The damage is done. To avoid paying the price for what your actions did, you must leave and NEVER come back. A lot of people were involved in faking the death of Lucas Kelly Smith and giving you a new identity all while keeping a low-profile. THIS is the only way you can keep Luke's family safe. Do I make myself clear?"

I take a deep breath and acknowledge him. It hurts that I never got to say goodbye to my family. I was going to miss them for sure. But in all fairness, I should be dead right now, it's a miracle | even recovered from my injuries I sustained while trapped in that motel. I try to see the bright side in all this. I'm being given the opportunity to start life all over again. A new name, fresh start, and new beginning!

We arrive at the airfield. The SUV takes us to a private hanger where I'm greeted by the sight of a private jet, two pilots, and a flight attendant. Jeff gives me a suitcase before we step out of the vehicle.

"You have all your important documents in this briefcase. Additionally, you have in here your bank information with routing numbers and access to an offshore account we have given you to fund your permanent stay in Italy, your new home."

We walk towards the plane as he continues to explain what I need to know.

"Also Mr. Oliver Porter, you will receive an automated text upon landing. It will reveal your new town of residence and how to get there, most likely by train. Once you get to your final destination, you are to text the only contact on your phone that you have arrived. They will arrange your transportation from there to your new home."

Jeff finishes what he has to say and asks with a smile if have any questions.

"No sir."

Jeff extends his hand toward me

"Well then Mr. Oliver Porter, my work here is done. It's been a privilege and I wish you the best of luck in your newfound freedom."

We exchange hands and I thank him for everything as we part ways. It's been about a month since Jeff introduced me to my new name of Oliver Porter, but it's still weird. All my life I've been Lucas Kelly Smith. Luke for short. But that person no longer exists.

I am soon greeted by the pilots and the lovely flight attendant as step onboard the aircraft, bound for Italy. I have my briefcase and a small luggage with some clothes. I get settled quickly onboard. It takes only minutes for the plane to taxi and reach the runway. As we accelerate down the runway and become airborne, I take a look out the window and see everything I'm leaving behind. So long USA

It's a long flight all the way to Italy. try to keep myself busy in the air. The briefcase that Mr. Jeff gave me included a laptop.

I do a lot of research on living in Europe, the beautiful village I'm supposed to move to, the basics of speaking Italian, etc. I am not able to sleep one bit. My Flight Attendant onboard the plane with me is named Emily. She takes great care of me. Always checking up and seeing how I'm doing. The private jet I'm on is very luxurious! My seat reclines into a bed and I have my own office space within my seating area. It's very private, and me feel important for some reason. On the outside of my seating area, there's a couple of couches, other seats, as well as a mini bar. Emily, my stewardess, has a seat near the front of the aircraft, close to the galley where she preps my meals. We have conversations throughout the flight whenever she checks up on me.

"Can I get you anything Mr. Porter?"

Emily would ask me every so often. Still feels weird to be addressed by my new name.

Eventually I step out of my cubicle, as I like to call it, and make my way towards the back of the aircraft and to the mini bar. I grab a beer from the fridge and sit down on the couch beside it. I push the call button remote and signal for Emily to come to me.

"What can I get for you Mr. Porter?"

I ask her for a bottle of Irish Whiskey and two glasses. Ermily returns momentarily and pours the whiskey in both glasses.

"Is there a reason you wanted the extra glass Mr. Porter?" she asks.

I smile at her and nod.