The bad boy and me

Chapter 9

A/N I decided to keep this version of this story... Im sorry it took so long to update so bare with me school just started so im swamped with homework sorry once again but enjoy.
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I need him to stay away so many bad things happen to the people around me. I don't need him to get hurt all I know is that Bryan's friends are gonna hurt him or worse kill him. I just need him to understand that , all I'm going to do is hurt him or wose end up killing him. I can't put anyone else in danger I lost so much to him already, I can't lose anything else. I just kept looking down at the ground, I knew he was starring at me, but I couldn't look up knowing I'd cave in if I did. We both looked up when the door to my room was thrown open we turned and saw my Foster Dad, I just stopped what I was doing my mind shutting off noticing he was drunk. No words could explain how I felt having Luke here watching what was happening I turned to Luke with a pleading expression, he turned and looked at me with no emotion evident at all

"Luke please, please go I need to to get out right now please!" ~ I yelled

"Im not leaving you with this drunk asshole you don't know what he's capable of doing!" ~ He screamed at me,

My Foster dad looked over at him and laughed a sinister laugh the one he uses every time I plead him to stop to leave me alone just for one night. I knew something horrible was going to happen if Luke didnt leave right now so I did the only thing I could think of I turned to Luke kissed him and moved to the door and pushed him out and locked the door when he fell on the floor. When the lock clicked shut all I felt was a slap to my cheek that echoed across the room. Luke must've heard because someone started banging on the door and screaming, but it wasn't Luke it was Jessie my foster mother. Why the hell is she doing home so early she isn't supposed to be home 'till 9pm this is bad really bad! I looked up at my foster father George who was looking at me with the most evil of looks I've ever seen on him before. I started shaking uncontrollably just looking at him and that stupid grin on his face my foster mom Jessie started screaming even louder

"George let the girl out right now please, please don't make me call the police George!" ~ she pounded on the door harder than ever

"No I'll bever let her out she ain't deserve it! She's just another hoe like her mother!" ~ George yelled back

"Don't you fucking talk about my mo-..." ~ I was cut off by a slap to my cheek

"GEORGE PLEASE JUST LET HER OUT YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU PLEASE WITH ME!" ~ Jessie yelled through the door after George hit me.

It was like I was living a nightmare that never ended it was every day that this happened the pounding at the doors, the screams of terror, her begging him to let me go, like when I was a kid. I felt my breathing start picking up the noises fading into the distance, I couldn't keep my eyes focused on one item all I saw was my mom and dad arguing about me, my dads hand rising to hit her and my grandma standing behind her shaking and crying in fear and then you heard the loud smack of his hand coming into contact with her skin. Her falling to the ground holding her face crying and yelling, I started seeing black dots in my vision everything becoming unclear George looked scared like he didn't know what was going on. The door was thrown down by a really strong force, I looked up and saw Luke staring down at me his face turning white at my hyperventilating state, I heard him call out a name just not being able to recognize who he was calling. Everything started fading away, my eyelids were getting heavy and my breathing was slowing, the last thing I remember seeing was Thomas.