Chapter 6

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Two days have passed. I've been spending a lot of time with Michael and I've been running Into Luke quite a lot on school grounds. It's pretty weird because I've never seen him there until recently. My mom has been pressuring me into taking summer classes at the university to get a head start but right now I just want to focus on getting through the last days of senior year.

"Hey babe you want more popcorn?" Michael asks

We've been watching movies all night

"No I'm okay" he nods and goes back to watching the movie

I look at the time and it's 10:38pm I turn to Michael and kiss his cheek
"I have to go, my mom will probably be worried"

"Are you sure?"

I nod and smile

"I'll take you" he gets up and starts looking for his keys

I laugh "it's two blocks away I'll be fine

"There's no way you're going alone Jackie hold on I think my keys are upstairs "

I sigh and nod

Michael runs upstairs and I hear his phone ring , 5 minutes of waiting he's still on the phone and I decide to just walk home before it gets late , I make my way out the door and start walking home by the time I'm up the street from my house my phone rings

"Unknown number"

What?

"Hello?"

"...."

"Hello!?"

"....."

I hang up and hurry home

As I walk in the house I hear my mom talking in the kitchen

"How's Katie?" "Okay we will have dinner tomorrow with the girls so you can introduce her to them" "he's okay" "no they don't " "okay" "goodnight "

What is happening? I shut the door and make my way up the stairs

"Jacqueline is that you?" My mom calls

"Yes sorry I'm late mom I was watching movies with Michael "

"Oh that's okay honey don't worry are you hungry?"

"No Michael cooked dinner tonight I'm tired I'll head to bed now goodnight mom " I kiss her cheek and make my way to my room

"Goodnight honey "

I change and put on netflix as I climb onto bed I notice I have a new notification

"Clifford babe 2 years "

2 years have passed by so fast I smile to myself and take out the notebook I've been working on for the past year

A lot of memories with him in just one year

I flip through the pages and add a few more things when I realize it's passed 1 in the morning

I put the book away and walk downstairs and into the kitchen

I opened the fridge. I grab a water bottle, my eyes daze outside the window I see a shadow standing on the sidewalk looking directly at me I'm frozen I look away and then turn back and no one is there

What's happening to me I need sleep
I turn the lights off and rush to my room

Walking in I have the urge to look out the window but I'm scared before I knew what I was doing I was in bed when I herd rocks being thrown at my window

Don't look don't look don't look

I get up and open the window poking my head out and looking around

Luke ...
Oh my god it's Luke ... A bleeding bruised Luke

"Oh my god Luke are you ok?" I try not be loud

He looks away and nods

I close my window and hurry downstairs and outside

Where the hell is he

"Hey" he says

I turn and see him
I examine his face carefully trying not to hurt him as I step closer to him

"What happened?" I asked

"Nothing "

"Don't nothing me Luke who did this and why?"

"Look can I just crash here ... Please "

He has never said please

"Uhm yea sure come on in"

I lead him inside and into my room

"Wait here , and take your shirt off it's full of blood "

I walk out and into the bathroom to get the necessary first aid stuff

When I walked in I see a shirtless Luke

Toned ... Muscular .... Tattoo covered body

I bit my lip and make my way to him

"Sit back down" I instructed

He did as I told him

"It'll hurt but don't move"

He nods and I start cleaning the blood away and cleanings the cuts

"Ouch"

"Shhhh "

"That hurt you know "

"Man up "

"I am a man"

"Sure .. " I finish and go through my drawers

"What are you doing" he asked

"Looking for a shirt and shirts you can borrow "

He laughs silently

"I don't fit into your clothes"

"Not mine , Michael's "

He raised his brows "Michaels huh?"

"Yep" I pull out a white shirts and some sweatpants

"Here"

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