A/N hey guys ! I'm in a happy mood ^.^ Mason and I are back together c: anywho I'll add a lot of chapters this weekend. vote comment and fan (;
*Luka's P.o.v*
After I told Blaire everything, we ended up sleeping together. Not in the sexual way, but with my arms secured tightly around her waist and inhaling her scent while I felt her soft snores. It was around 7:00 p.m when I woke up again.
I slightly shook her sleeping figure and smiled when she wrapped her arms around my neck. I decided to just carry her down to the car and drive to the warehouse; I had called the guys and scheduled the meeting for now. She'd finally see her father again. I wonder how she'd react to that.
As I pulled the covers off of her I saw her skirt was up slightly, exposing her underwear. I bit my lip slightly to contain myself.
Snap out of it, Luka! She's your best friend. You cannot like her.; you'd only hurt her anyways.
I pulled down her skirt, purposly letting my hand touch her thighs, feeling the old and new scars formed on her skin. After placing a random pair of black Toms on her feet, I swiftly lifted her limp body up bridal style and carried her down the flight of stairs.
As we approached my car, I gracefully placed her in and buckled her seatbelt, doing the same with me as I turned the ignition and made the car roar like a lion.
~*~1 Hour Later~*~
I parked around the corner of the warehouse in Blaney Woods and shook Blaire's still sleeping body. I clapped my hands in her ear. I even started shaking her violently.
She just wouldn't wake up.
I was beyond freaking out; I was nearly in tears as I tried speaking to wake her.
"K-kitten, you need to wake up. Please wake up for your Teddy."
I shook her again; nothing.
"BLAIRE. KITTEN. WAKE UP PLEASE!" I screamed at her and shook her violently as tears rushed off my face like the Niagra Falls.
I whipped out my phone and pressed '1' for speed dial to call Tony.
"Kid, where are you? Everyone is waiting." Were his first words.
"B-Blaire..Not..Wake up." I sttuttered as I sucked in a breath to make it seem as if I hadn't cried.
"Where are you?!" his strong voice boomed, in the background I heard chairs screeching on the floor.
"I-in the front by the Cherry Tree.." I spoke so softly I'm surprised he heard me and with a quick, 'on my way', he and the men were by the tree.
There wasn't many of us, maybe 40 or so all together; we used only 4 in the main group.
Tony, Kyle, Randi, and Jackson all ran with super hero speed towards the car.
I hurriedly unlocked her passenger side and allowed Tony to grab his daughter.
I watched all the guys give me a sad smile as they walked back with Tony.
After a few minutes staring off into space, I got out the car and sighed.
I hope she's okay. I can't live without my Kitten.
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The Heist
Teen FictionBlaire Reynolds is your typical 17 year old girl. ·Good grades ·Kind heart ·Tumblr ·Obsession with turtles ·Hipster/Indie vibe flows off her Well, maybe not THAT typical. Her life is even more eventful because her best friend, Luka Jefferson, is kee...