Disparaging future

Chapter 22

After talking me into it, I was finally convinced. Luke takes out his key card to his house. For the millionth time, I confirm with Luke again.

"Are you sure, she will understand?" I ask a little worried.

"She's the only person I trust that can actually do something and keep it a secret." He opens the door for me. 

"Luke!" His sister Stacy runs toward Luke, gives him a hug.

"Stacy, where's mom?" Luke hugs her back.

"In the living room," she gestures towards the room.

"Thanks! I'll play with you later," He grabs my hand, makes his way to the room.

"Honey, Abby and I need to ta-" He cuts off as he enters the room. I look over his shoulder and see the reason why he stopped.

Cross from honey, Mrs. White is sitting drinking tea. "Think must be your son," Mrs. White plasters a wide smile. Her eyes then land on Luke holding my hand.

"Why yes, Peyton. Luke meets Mrs. White," Honey gestures towards Mrs. White.

"We've actually met before," He looks at Honey, then back at Mrs.White. "Haven't we Mrs.White? Or will Peyton do?" Luke let's go of my hand, stretched his hand out to Mrs. White.   

"Let's leave it at Mrs. White," Mrs. White gives him a smug smile but does not take his hand. "I see you've befriended, Abby?" Mrs. White directs Luke. 

"She's a lovely girl, I must say," Honey interjects. "Anyone would love to befriend her." Honey takes a sip of her tea. "I'm sure, you would know. With Abby being the daughter of Sarah. People will want to keep to themselves, isn't that so, Mrs. White?" Honey analyzes Mrs. White's expression. 

Mrs. White gives her a smug smile, "I believe it's gotten late." She gets up, "Let's go, Abby."

I look at Luke, then at Honey. "I'll see you later. 

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Nervously, I sit on the couch. Tiring to suppress my fidgeting, I wrap my hands together, to avoid Mrs. White from suspecting me. Mrs. White watches me from the corner of her eye, I breathe in slowly. I glance around the room not knowing what to look at. 

Sitting on the opposite side of me, browsing a magazine, Jess is waiting for Mrs. White to leave to say her goodbyes. 

"Well, I'm off Jess." Mrs. White gives Jess a hug. "Have a nice day at school," Mrs. White calls out as Jess leaves for school. 

As soon as Jess is gone, she moves on to me, "You are not allowed to ever go near Mrs. Wilson's house. I warn you, if you ever go near her or her son, I'll make you regret it. Is that clear?"

I nod.

I give it a few minutes, watch her as she drives away. As soon as she's gone I hurry to my room, packing my sports gear. 

Before stepping out the door, I peek outside through the kitchen window making sure that Mrs. White is gone. I swing the door open, but only to be greeted with a hard smack on the face. 

I step away, rubbing my nose, "Luke? What are you doing here?"

He smirks, "I had to make sure you didn't miss your game."

I let out a surprised huff, "O.K, Come on, Let's go." We start walking but go different ways. "Luke, school is that way?" I clarify. 

"Yeah, but my car is this way." He gestures towards a black mustang, parked on the other side of the street.