CLASSY MOTHERF*****S.

Chapter Twenty-One: Runaway With You (mature)

"What were you doing in my house?" He asked furiously.

"Your house? You said you don't live there." I tried being smart with him.

"Just answer the damned question!" He hits his fist on the steering wheel and I don't have any idea what he is being mad about.

"We just baked cupcakes. Your wife just came in my house and asked if I wanted to bake with her. I find it rude to say no so I came with her." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't talk to her ever again."

"Why not?"

"Just do as I say!" He almost shouted.

"As if I had a choice." I muttered under my breath.

The car ride was silent, neither of us wanting to speak. The only thing I could hear is the blinker every time he would turn the car left or right.

I would sigh constantly every time. I don't know why I feel like my heart is being broken. The fact that he had a nickname for Adelaide stings like hell.

"Why wouldn't he have a nickname for her? She's his wife! He probably knows her better than himself even if they weren't married on good terms. They've been together long enough before you came in and became the slut." My subconscious was right, she's being a bitch but she's right.

The fact that I'm being jealous is unbearable.

"I'm graduating on Wednesday." I murmured.

He didn't answer.

"I'm running away from home after that." I added causing him to fully stop the car.

I gulped, unprepared of what he's going to do or how he is going to react regarding my ambitious thought.

I slowly faced him, "There's no other option. I can't stop the wedding. Its the only way."

The look on his face is expressionless but his eyes softened once they meet my brown ones.

"I don't know what else to do, Luke. I'm so confused. I don't want to get married, I'm afraid of what's going to happen. I don't want to be binded with someone I don't even know, I don't want to end up like my sister did. I want to create my own path. If I get married now, I will never get the chance to live my life and do the things I've dreamt about." My voice was hoarse. "Its not that I'm afraid of marriage, I really want to get married but not now and not with someone my mother wants me to. I want to marry because of love. I want to fall in love."

"Then fall in love with me, and runaway with me." He exclaimed all of a sudden, all the anger in his voice was gone. He's being sincere.

I am out of words.

"I uh-"

"I can take care of you." He added,

"What about Miss Adelaide?"

He shook his head chuckling a little bit as I watch his Adam's apple shake on his throat, his prefect early whites showing, "I'm being serious right now, Miss Beck. Fuck! I wanted to tell you how I feel in a sort of romantic way but why does it have to be right here, right now and inside my car?" He shook his head again in disbelief, "The paper works that I dropped by in Addy's house, do you know what they are?" He asked.

"N-no."

"They're divorce papers, Tate. I already signed them."

My eyes widened and I felt my heart skip a beat.