Lucas
I grunt loudly as I feel a blow to my stomach, I cough before I feel my chin being forcefully grabbed.
'Lucas, Lucas, Lucas.' Xavier mutters harshly in my ear.
'What?' I hiss out as I wriggle my face out of his grip.
'You really thought that you could take your phone out of my pocket and I wouldn't fucking realise?'
'Worth a shot.'
He waves my phone into my face, showing me the text message I sent to Scarlett, 'You words made no fucking sense.'
I shrug, 'I'm dyslexic, fucking sue me.'
I let out a low hiss as I feel my hair being tugged back, so that my face is facing upwards, 'I don't like to be made a fool of.'
'I wasn't making a fool out of you. You fucking did that yourself.'
A sinister smirk etches onto his face as he reaches out into his pocket and pulls out his phone, an indescribable rage bubbles in my stomach when my eyes focus on his lock-screen, 'Do you like my new wallpaper?'
I chew the inside of my cheek that harshly, a metallic taste fills the inside of my mouth.
'I must say Lucas, she is much prettier in person.'
My fists begin to shake as I attempt to control my breathing but it doesn't help, nothing can help the pounding in my chest right now.
'She's a fucking cunt though, it's a shame that her personality doesn't match her outsides.'
'Don't fucking talk about her like that!' I scowl.
Xavier chuckles loudly, 'She fucking put her hands on me. I'll say whatever the fuck I want.'
Despite the circumstances an odd twinge of pride simmers inside of me, 'She's got one hell of a punch.'
'She's weak.'
I almost laugh in his face, there is no way that Autumn Martin could ever be considered as weak.
'She trembled like a fucking bitch when I put a gun to her stomach.'
I thrash around wildly as the anger explodes inside of me like a fucking bomb, 'I'M GOING TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE AND SKIN YOU ALIVE, YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!'
'You aren't going anywhere Lucas. No one is coming to find you.'
'I don't give a fuck because at the end of the day, I'll be the one going home and you'll be the one in a body bag.'
'They think you're dead.'
I blink slowly, 'What?'
'I told your little girlfriend that you were dead.'
My chest contracts tightly when I picture the mental state that Autumn is going to be in, how broken she is going to feel because that's the way I fucking felt when I saw a picture of her on Xavier's phone.
'I don't care if no one is going to find me.' I grunt, 'I'm getting the fuck out of here.'
'How? Tell me your plan.'
'Like I'm going to fucking do that.'
'That's because you don't have one, you're a stupid, weak, little boy. Who doesn't know who he got into business with.'
'I didn't get into any business with you, you dumb fuck.'
'I'm tired of this game Lucas.'
'I'm not playing any games.'
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Autumn Haze
Teen FictionSEQUEL TO AUTUMN SHOWERS Autumn Martin was more than ready for her move to New York, with her best friend and boyfriend by her side. What could go wrong? Apparently everything. With her past trauma creeping back up on her, and her magazine article...