Pretty Boy

Chapter Ten

   I wake up, and Lucas's arms are around me, his face burrowed into my neck. I smile, until I look around, and remember what happened. My smile drops. I inhale and exhale very harshly until I feel as if I can catch my breath. I try to get out of his arms without waking him up, and I get one arm off, and I'm almost out of the other when he wakes up.

   "Good morning, precious." He whispers, inhaling deeply, and pulling me close to him. "How did you sleep?"

   "Uh, morning. I slept fine, like a log." I tense up.

   "Where were you trying to run off to?" He kisses my neck.

   "Just the bathroom." I sit up.

   "Okay." He lets go of me.

   I quickly walk over to the bathroom and lock the door. I look at myself in the mirror, and see hickeys all over my neck, and small bruises forming along my arms and hips. I sit on the toilet. He did it again. I shouldn't have drunk that damn water. He drugged me and raped me. I use the restroom, and wash my hands, taking as long as I possibly can without him getting suspicious. How do I leave? How can I run away without him finding me? I don't even really know where I am. Oh God, my dad is going to be so worried about me.

   "Hey, are you okay in there?" He knocks on the door.

   "Yeah, yeah, I'm great." I swallow and unlock the door. He is leaning in the doorframe, and he wraps his arms around my waist, bringing me closer to him. He kisses me deeply.

   "I love you," he says, pulling away.

   "Mmhmm," I say, leaning up and kissing him again. He pushes me away slightly.

   "I said I love you, Ali. Won't you say it back? Please. For me?" He puts his hand under my chin and brings it up to his face.

   "I... I love you," I stutter. Just ruining all of my firsts, isn't he? He smiles and takes my hand leading me into the kitchen.

   "Are you hungry?"

   "Yeah," I sat down at one of the kitchen chairs. I yawn. He chuckles to himself.

   "Cereal, okay?" He reaches into the cupboard, pulling out a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I nod. "Great!" He gets out two bowls and pours the cereal and the milk. We are eating when the sound of a car against the gravel hits our ears, and he quickly gets up. "Hey, go wait in the bedroom, okay?"

   "Oh, okay," I slowly walk in the room, and I close the door. I get on the bed and look out the window. There is a small black car pulling up, I can't see the driver. They pull to the front of the cabin and knock on the door. He opens it and slams it closed. I open my window, and I hear bits and pieces of the conversation. "Hi, what-" the person, who sounds like a girl, starts but gets cut off.

   "What are you doing here, Kris? I am very busy; I came here to be alone and spend some time on work."

   "I'm just worried about you, Lucas! I checked your Snap location and I saw you are here, and I wanted to check in with you. And another thing. Alone?! Allison is with you, so don't try fucking lying to me. Are you-"

   "SHUT UP! Get in your fucking car, turn around, and leave." He comes back inside and closes the door and locks it. I quickly close and lock the window. She drives by, and I try to get her attention. She looks over and I start frantically waving. I hear his steps coming towards the door, so I quickly sit down, grab a book off the floor and flip to a random page. He opens the door. I look up.

   "Hey, who was that?" I smile.

   "Oh, it was Kris. She is breaking up badly and she is trying to get back together with me." He comes and sits next to me.

   "I'm sorry she's not taking it well," he grabs my hand and with his other hand he puts his hand on the side of my face. He kisses me.

   "Wanna do something fun?" He speaks.

   "Sure," I am trying my hardest to play along, which is fairly easy. He is still very cute, and I do have feelings for him. Maybe I am in the wrong. I might just be blacking out with these serious things, and he is just great and trying to help me.

   "Okay wait here." He gets up and goes out to the living room. I wonder what he is going to bring back. He comes back to the room and is carrying a box. He sits down and sets the box down between us. He opens it and shows it to me.

   "This'll give us a hell of a ride." He smiles widely at me. It is a box full of weed, he brought weed. I've never tried it, but I think it could be a lot of fun. I smile back.

   "Oh, hell yeah. Is this your first time?" I raise an eyebrow.

   "Second time. You?"

   "Yeah."

   "Don't worry, I'll help you through it." He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.

Third person point of view

   Allison and Lucas began to smoke the weed, the more and more they smoked, the more they started to get giggly and touchier. Lucas closed the door so he could "let the smoke settle in our lungs." Lucas grabbed a JBL speaker and began to play music. They started dancing together, until eventually things got very heated. They were in a very heated make out session, and Alli was in his lap, and she was running her hands through his hair. Things started to progress, and I won't explain this any further. You can guess where things went.

   Afterwards, they both were lying next to each other breathing heavily, trying to catch their breath.

   "Wow," Alli said.

   "That time was the best, I have to say." They both laughed. They held onto each other and laid there for hours just talking about anything and everything still partially high. As time went on, the high slowly kept leaving them.

Allison's point of view

   I get back to my regular state of mind, and me and Lucas are sitting in bed, naked, talking about life. I don't really remember exactly what we did, but I keep getting little bits and pieces of what happened in flashes almost as pictures. I sit there watching him talk about what he wants his future to be.

   "What, why are you laughing?" He drops off of what he was saying.
"I'm not making fun; I think it's just cute how excited you get when you are talking about things, you're passionate about." I smirk at him, and he smirks back.

   I look at the clock on the desk, and it's 5:43 pm. "Do we have anything for dinner?"

   "Oh yeah. I brought pizza. Is that good?" He gets off the bed, opening the door.

   "Yeah, perfectly fine with me. I like pizza." He puts on some sweatpants and walks into the kitchen. I put on his hoodie and follow after him.

   We cook the pizza and sit down on the couch and watch the first Halloween, and as we finish the food, we sit there on the couch, me laying on my back, and him laying his head on my chest. I run my hands through his hair and rub his back. We start to drift off, and just as the movie concludes he is asleep in my arms. I fell asleep too. I don't know what to feel but right now, I feel as though I love him. I love Lucas.

a/n: I hope you liked this chapter. Umm, I know I made her, but Allison is a lil stupid. I mean Lucas is a gaslighting turd but eh, so sorry for the long wait, for some reason I thought I posted this two weeks ago because I finished this on like the 2nd of October, and then I popped in here to see how it was going, and I was like ooh sheesh I forgot. Anyway, already finished the next chapter so whenever I remember I will post it. Hope you like this story so far, if there are any questions or anything then pls comment! It also helps out so much if you Vote this (aka hit that little star) and yuh. Alright, bye loves. GO DRINK SOME WATER!! <3