Lucas Alexander Hudson
my sweetheart, amore mio. The person who is able to lighten up my darkest days, the one who has managed to make me smile after years of wanting to leave everyone behind. My happiness, my reason to keep on living.
You are my su...
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Lucas Hudson:
My hands begin to shake as I gape at them, taking a step back. What are mom and dad doing here and why are they in a room with Angel who's tied to a chair with bruises on her whole body? Her back is hunched over, her head hanging low. I have never seen her hair this disheveled and she looks so tired. I have to save her. Angel's back straightens once she hears the word mom and dad come out of my mouth but for once I don't pay any mind to her. What are my parents doing here? Their eyes slightly widen at my appearance but immediately mom runs up to me and wraps her arms around me. "We've been so worried about you." I hesitantely wrap my arms around her as my eyes meet Angel's. She looks so sad like, once again, she knows something I don't. I wonder if she's been keeping something from me again but she looks to shocked. Slowly she shakes her head and my confusion only grows. I watch Angel's hand working on the rope tide around the wrist and in that moment I know exactly what's wrong. Something's off with my parents.
"Are you okay?" dad asks and I nod, my hands on my side as he pulls me into a hug. That hug seems so different, so cold and distant and everything inside me is wondering why I feel like I don't know this man. "What happened? What are you doing here?" I mutter, shooting a side glance at Angel who's doing good at untying her wrists. "We'll tell you everything once we get out of here. It's not safe." mom hurries, trying to push me out of the room. "No wait-" I look behind them "I can't leave without her." I nod towards Angel as their faces harden. Angel stops moving, her eyes softening as she blinks once. "Lucas..." "No, I'm serious, we'll take her with us. It'll be fine-" dad pushes me against the wall, a hand painfully tight around my throat. "What are-" my gasp gets cut off when his hand squeezes my throat tightly, cutting of all of my air supplies. "She's dangerous son. Don't even think about it." She's not dangerous, I try to shout at him. He seems dangerous, my back is hurting from how hard he has me pushed against the wall. "Let me through." I rip his hand off my neck, wincing at the pain as I push him away and start walking towards Angel.
My head flings to the side as I touch my cheek. I look back up and right into my mother's eyes. I used to love her eyes why do they scare me so much all of a sudden. Did she just punch me? Next I look back at Angel. She's now undone the ties around her wrists and she sends me a nod, letting me know to not pay any attention to her. How does this woman always have a plan for everything? "Mom, what are you-" I start but get cut off by my so called mother. I don't know who that woman is. "Don't call me that." but I tought- what? My confusion only grows when I look at my two parents glaring at me. They have never looked this mean before, I remember having the best childhood with the most loving parents. Who are these people? My eyes move behind them again, watching Angel get up from her chair and walking towards my mother, who, of course, doesn't see her.
Angel inches closer towards her back until her face is right above her shoulder, she smirks at me. "Say night night." she whispers into my mother's ear before pulling her hair as mom falls to the ground. It doesn't take long until I feel dad's fist collide with my cheek. What is happening Confusion and pure shock make my fighting get worse by the second but I'm quick to realize that I have to fight against my own dad if I want to keep living. Even if I love my dad with my whole world.
