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Avalon's POV

15 years old

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Five days later.

I wake up to the sound of the birds chirping, I sit up in the guest rooms bed, wincing as my eyes burn from the sun coming in through the window.

"Ava, get up." Dylan says as him and Luke come into the guest room with mischievous smiles, "we have something planed." He sings.

I groan, "I dont feel like getting In ANY trouble today."

"Trust me, princess, YOU wont be getting in any, I will." Luke says.

"You?" I ask.

He nods, "I think we should go pay your attacker a little visit."

"W-what?"

"You heard me."

I gawk at them, not knowing if they are joking or being serious, I began to say something, but I realize something else, "you found him?"

"Yep," Dylan says, "Mr. Noel lives on a bench." I look at him confused.

"We had someone look out for him," Luke says, relieving my confusion, "and they found him lying on a bench outside Worthington Park. And identified him."

I laugh and get off the bed, "well? What are we waiting for?"

they both look at me before Dylan turns around and looks at the ground, but Luke continues to look at my legs, "What?" I ask as I look down at my legs, realizing I have any pants on, just a lacy cheeky underwear, I jump back onto the bed, covering myself up.

"C-can you guys leave for a minute?"I ask, laughing nervously.

Luke and Dylan bursts out laughing and tripping on each other on the way out. Idiots.

I get out of bed, putting my blue jeans on, slipping my Air Forces on and leaving the room. When I get downstairs, the boys have recovered and are putting on their shoes, "You ready? Luke asks and I nod, "Are you sure you're going to be okay going near him?"

"Ill be fine." I say, walking towards the door, "now lets go have a lil chat with Mr. Noel."

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When we get to the park, I instantly see him outside of the window, lying on a dirty bench.

We all get out of the car, walking to him, I kick his arm thats dangling of the bench, "W-what?" he says as he looks up, his eyes go wide, and I smile.

"Hi buddy." I say, and raise my hands in surrender, "I just want to have a chat."

I look over my shoulder to see Luke smiling at me and giving me a nod. I sit down next to Noel and sigh dramatically, "what do you-you guys want?" he asks.

"We just want to talk." Dylan says, walking toward us and taking out his bat, that I didn't know he had, from behind him, "And hurt you." My eyes go wide, and I start to say something but Dylan cuts me off with a look.

Noel gets up to run and Luke grabs him and slams him onto the ground. Luke punches him and Dylan swings his bat down on his foot, causing him to scream out in pain. I jump up from my seat as Luke straddles him, punching him more, "ill," punch, "kill," punch, "you," punch, "motherfucker."

Dylan and I stay still as he continues punching, when I hear sirens I yell, "we got to go Luke!" he doesnt stop.

By the time he looks up at me, the police are already running towards us, yelling at Luke to put his hands up, "Don't shoot!" he yells.

"Get down on the ground, boy." An officer yells.

Luke gets down on the ground and an officer comes to cuff him, "he didnt do anything wrong," Dylan yells, "he hurt my motherfucking sister, you assholes!"

"Dylan man, don't worry about me," he looks over at me, "get her home. My house." He smiles softly.

Dylan nods and walks over to me, grabbing my arm as the police take Luke away. I look down at noel, hearing him groan, I sigh in relief, knowing Luke isn't a murder.

Dylan walks me to the passenger side door, opening it, before I get into the car I hear, "See you later, princess." I look over to see Luke smiling at us, he nods, and Dylan pushes me inside the car gently. He goes around to his side and gets in, "he'll be okay, Avalon." He doesn't say 'Avalon' unless he's scared.

Luke didnt come home. He got sentenced to fifteen years in Clayton County Jail, for attempted murder and assault.

hi lovelies! I hope you enjoyed this last chapter of 15 year old Avalon. and now you know why Luke gets sent away.

love ya.

alyssa out.