Audrey's Death

Chapter 1

This isn't your average love story. The ones you see on here are filled with gooey eyed teenagers and happy endings. This one however is very different.

     It’s two in the morning on a stormy filled night when I hear a knock on my door. I crawled out of my cot and tip toed gingerly onto the gross linolium of the kitchen. I tried to turn on the lights. Nothing. “ Dad must have forgotten to pay the bill. Lazy slob. Running back to my room, I grabbed a flash light that I kept for these occasions.

    “Dad?,” I yelled. No answer. He must still be at the bar. There was another knock at the door. Barely being able to hear myself think over all the thunder I stepped back into the kitchen and looked out the side window. I quickly glanced at the time. 2:05 I looked back through the window, I saw a figure, with broad shoulders but I couldn’t see his face. It had to be him though. I took the risk of letting a complete stanger in and opened the door.  The tall figured rushed in and his lips found mine. It was my love, Luke. They boy I had known since I was barely four. His hands wrapped around my waist as he pulled me in close. I smiled and pushed him away.

     “Your five minutes late.” I muttered.

     “I can make it up to you” Luke purred as he wrapped his arms around my waist again. Luke picked me up and gently put me down on the counter. Pecking kisses from my jaw to my collar bone he slid off the top of my robe and it fell to my waist. Luke slid off his shirt and hoisted me up again, our lips still touching. He carried me to my small room and laid me on my bed that was barely big enough for one when my drunk father slobbered into the kitchen ffrom the rain. Luke quickly collected his shirt and hid under the cot while I hurried to get under the sheets and pretended to sleep.  There was a laugh that I didn’t recognize - probably another escort. He brings a lot of those here. Thats why he can't pay bills because he just spends what little money we have on sex and booze. He probably met her at some bar. Was it one of his regulars? Cherry maybe? No... I know her voice to well.

     “Honey?,”said the unfamiliar female voice. “Would you like to go down town to celebrate?” She said again

     “Sure doll face!” Father said, “Theres a diner downtown I’ll take you to” he slurred.That diner he is referring to is a sleazy Ihop that is in the ghetto.

     Sloppy feet tripped around the kitchen. Kicthen cabinets opened. Glass shattering, then a door opening, then finally my fathers hoarse voice. “We’ll be back tomorrow night!” and then they were gone. After a few moments Luke came out from under the bed and sat next to me.

     "He's never back earlier that four. What got into him?" he hissed.

     I sighed. “I did too... I’m sorry, I don't reconize the girl's voice. He must have found a new slut to take in." Luke looked at me sympathetically and kissed me tenderly with his hand on my face.

     "I'm sorry you have to deal with them.", He brought me close and held me tight. He pressed his lips against mine and placed his hand on the small of my back.

     I woke up the next morning to Luke’s slow breathing. His face, buried in my hair with his arm wrapped around my waist. I slowly unraveled him from my body and stood up. The bright perky march sunlight danced across my bare stomach making my blush at my lack of modesty.

“Well now I know when you blush it doesn’t stop at your collarbone.” Luke smiled. He was awake. I walked over to give him a kiss but when I felt his hand on my bare back it reminded me of my lack of clothes and I got up. Silently tip toeing to the kitchen I picked up my robe which still remained on the floor from the previous night. When I returned to the room Luke was out of bed and sliding on his cargo shorts.. I stepped over to my dresser  and threw on a t-shirt and jeans.

“I have to go out to my car” Luke said as he kissed my cheek. I nodded and trotted over to my small bathroom. I stared at my broken reflection in the mirrior as I brushed my teeth. When I got out of the bathroom Luke was sitting on the window seat in my room smiling. He hopped to his feet and kissed me.

“I love you.” He said

“I love you too” I whispered in his ear.