CLASSY MOTHERF*****S.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Hello, Rosewood

I shamely sat on my chair in our dining table.

I can't believe I'm back in this hell hole.

I'm sitting across my mother. She still hasn't utter a single word after last night.

I can barely open my left eye. She hit me, slapped me multiple times. I couldn't do anything but let her. She shouted things on my face but everything she did didn't hurt.

I am numb.

I wish I could've felt everything she did to just feel pain. I'm craving for pain but...nothing. I didn't feel anything. I am just..numb.

She found out about my mobile phone and she broke it in front of me.

She kept asking me who is the guy I was with. The one I 'brainwashed' to help me escape, according to her.

I didn't say anything of course. I'm not stupid to do so. I refuse to tell her everything so she kept hitting me until I was swollen.

I wanted to cry but I'm afraid there's no more tears I could shed.

I'm tired, I'm just so so tired and alone.

Its been 4 days now. My heart aches everyday that passes by that Luke didn't even show up or even try.

I'm almost 4 weeks pregnant with our child and nothing.

I don't know what else I could do. I'm only hurting and I'm sick of it. I try to be happy but I just couldn't.

I must be crazy if I could pull up a fake smile.

I have no way to contact Kate. She still knows they I'm well in Australia. I want her help, in fact I need her help but I don't want to drag her into this. I already did too much.

I stared at my plate not even touching my food.

I've lost so much weight and I've been having terrible morning sickness every single day, I couldn't even vomit anything but my saliva. Everything is senseless.

"Madam, Mr. Calum Hood is here-" Nana exclaimed.

I looked up and see Calum standing by the door frame
Wearing his usual clothes. Ripped band shirt and jeans a little folded down the ankle.

"Lisa, how are you?" He asks giving my mother a kiss on the cheek which I am sure was just him showing a polite gesture. He hates my mother, he mentions it every time were together. We've been close this past few days. Mother thinks we're getting along since the marriage is just in a week.

Calum made his way towards me, "Hey, I need to talk to you-" He whispers in my ear and I nodded. I feel a little embarrassed with my face, I have a black eye and make up wouldn't even cover it, my lips chapped and has a slit right in the middle which is throbbing all the time. I guess I deserved being battered up by my mother.

I nodded and stood up from my chair.

He led me to the yard, where we would usually held the parties. We sat on the grass. I didn't even care if my white dress gets all crinkled up and dirt all over it.

I didn't speak I just sat there. I'm no mood for everything. There's only one thing, one emotion inside me..anger.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

I nodded.

"Have you got news about Luke?"

I cringed at the moment I heard his name. I'm boiling..I hate him. I need him but where the fuck is he?

I shook my head.

"Please let's not talk about him." I exclaimed trying to held back my sobs.

He sighed, "Look Tatum, you haven't told me what happened since you came back. I get that you're depressed because your mother found you but-"