Chapter 12

4.8K 210 6
                                    

Luke

A lazy smile was spread across my face as I entered my home. Which happened to overlook Michael's. But my lazy smile was soon swept away as I was met with an angry woman, whom I call my mother. Her hands firmly placed on her hips, her lips formed into a thin line just before she yelled out my full name.

"Lucas! Where the hell have you been?! And at this time of night!?" My mother yelled. I sighed and felt my posture slump down. "I was out.." I mumbled quietly as my gaze trailed to my feet. "Out where!?" My mother yelled again. "I-I was just looking around town" I quietly responded. My voice getting quieter with each word. "Sorry what was that? You know what, go to your room. Now!" She said with a scoff. I quickly nodded and ran upstairs to my room. Slamming the door behind me and collapsing on my bed.

I hate it when she's angry. It's like being in a World War. But I guess i'll to put up with it. I sighed and turned my head towards my window, my eyes landing on Michael's house. A small smile slowly appeared on my lips. I guess there has been one good thing this evening.

Bad Boy// Muke ClemmingsWhere stories live. Discover now