"Get up fucker. We have that meeting."
I awoke to see Calum standing over the bed trying to wake up Luke.
"Get up damnit!" He said shaking Luke.
Luke rolled over. His hair was all messy and his bright blue eyes were groggy. He looked even more perfect.
"What the hell Calum." He said rubbing his eyes.
"Get up we have that meeting."
"Oh fuck. Thats right." Luke jumped out of bed at once. He began running his fingers through his messy hair forming it back in a quiff. "Morning sweetheart," he said sweetly to me, "did you sleep ok?"
"Yea thanks for sleeping here with me." I sat up. My stomach surprisingly did not hurt that bad. The heating pad and medicine must have really worked.
"No problem. Calum run downstairs and get Rayne a bowl of cereal."
"No no, I can do it." I began getting out of bed until Luke's strong hand met my shoulder and pushed me on the bed.
"No. Calum will do it." He said harshly.
"Why? I'm perfectly capable of doing it. It's not exactly a hard thing." I rolled my eyes. Calum had already left to get the food but that's not what I was arguing for. Luke can't just tell me what to do. I am my own person.
"Two things," He said calmly; too calmly, walking over to me so he was hovering above me while I lay on the edge of the bed. "Whatever I say goes. This is my gang. I am the leader and the leader of you." His words got harsher and harsher.
I laughed.
"You aren't my leader. No one controls me."
Luke clenched his jaw and pinned me down on the bed. He stared deep into my own blue eyes with his.
"Do not argue with me Rayne. We went over this."
I felt the heat of his breath on my face.
"I'll argue. I know you won't kill me. You're holding me for money." I smirked.
His jawline got tighter and he reached around to his back pocket and pulled out the gun. My breath hitched in my throat and the smirk fell off my face.
He placed the cold tip of the gun on my temple.
"You don't know what I will and won't do. I'm capable of many things Rayne."
His eyes got cold and harsh. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
"Luke, please - please don't." I whispered.
He pressed the gun harder to my head.
"Don't ever argue with me. I'm always in charge. Always."
As I felt him take the gun off my head, I opened my eyes to see he was getting off me.
I sat up bringing my knees to my chest.
Luke readjusted himself before turning back to me shaking on the bed.
"I have a meeting. Stay in your room and lock it. People will be in this house and I don't need them seeing you."
I nodded.
He walked out the door and slammed it shut.
I brought my knees even tighter to my chest and put my head down. Tears started to pour down my face and I couldn't stop them.
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Murderer
Fanfiction"Come with me," he said running out the door gripping my wrist so tightly that I winced in pain; his shiny black gun pointed downwards in his other hand. "Where are we going?" I asked; my voice trembling. "With me. You're mine now." I should ha...
