Consider Me

Chapter Four: Lucas

Driving Lily home wasn't what I expected to do right after my disastrous family dinner. When my mother called me during my last class, I figured she missed me and wanted to catch up. Out of all my siblings, I am my her favorite. I know I shouldn't distinguish a parent's love, they say they love everyone the same but my parent's aren't like that. Their way of showing love is pretty biased. 

While I am close with my mother, my brothers are close with our father. Because of this, growing up we three hated each other until we all went through puberty, our brain developed a bit more and we started looking at things differently. Now, I am close with my brothers but our relationship with our parents isn't very good. Especially if everyone gathers together like tonight. Out of nowhere. Without any reason. 

The dinner was uncomfortable, my mom made a huge deal about me turning eighteen in a few months and how she should plan a big celebration for it. Dad wasn't interested, said he had better things to do then invest his time on a party. My brothers were busy in their world to contribute their opinion. It was pretty much the same until Anthony brought up Prof. Anderson on the table. I thought Cal would be the one to rat me out considering I was pretty rude to him at his office but Anthony? It wasn't shocking since he has a problem digesting secrets but still calling me out knowing our father is in attendance was a shitty move. 

After that the dinner started going downhill with father taunting me after every bite, mom hushing him that led to them having a argument. I was about to leave when Dad blamed me for ruining everyone's mood and that I should think twice before joining family dinners again and I flipped him off in anger that led to more shouts. 

Anthony apologized when I was getting my bike out and I said I don't care when in reality I did but I was too angry to say anything. I get mean when I am mad and I don't want to be that way with him knowing it wasn't his intention to cause problem when he was just curious. He's a masters student at Hawthorne High, of course, he would find out about me and Prof. Anderson. That bald bastard needs to be taught a lesson. 

I was in a pretty bad mood and was roughly crusing the bike in the streets of London when I happen to spot my new toy. Lily. I would've left without paying much attention to her but I needed some distraction right now and also it's late and she's in a shitty neighborhood. 

I settle on my bike, pulled the stand and grab the handles. For someone who can easily hit a guy on his testicles without feeling remorse, Lily is looking quite scared to ride on the bike. "Come," I say, encouraging her.

Her eyes scan the length of my bike, skepticism showing on her pretty face. "How long have you been riding them?"

"Long enough to know I won't drop you,"  

"Not funny," 

I tap on the seat behind me, "Just come. You can hold me if you're scared,"

"I am not scared," she says holding her bag in the front before she works up the courage to move. "I am just curious. I've never sat on a motorcycle before,"

"Really?" Now that's interesting. The idea that I am her first brings this crazy energy inside of me. 

"I am not a fan of wheels. I like how they are but never chose to ride it. I don't even know how to drive a car. Neither do I have any wild friends who like to you know rev up their gears late at night," she brushes her noses awkwardly, "Or morning. Whatever,"

"Okay,"

"Do you like to ride?" 

"Stop trying to stall Lily and get on the back. I promise I'll be careful," She doesn't look convinced but tries nonetheless. I tell her to wear her backpack on her back since I don't have any handlebars. She needs to hold me otherwise we would both fall down and I am not risking a mark on my pretty face. It's worth millions. Once she's settled behind me, I give her a look over my shoulder to confirm. "You ready,"