Happy Go Lucky

Chapter Two, Without You

AN/ Hey All :D To the right you will see Luke as the handsome Cam Gignadet. (I know, cliche...opps) Hope you all enjoy this chapter :) It really shows more about Luke, and what happened between Ethan And Cheyenne.

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*Luke's POV*

I stand there in my boxers. Its about 11 A.M, so the streets of Chicago are packed with people of all ages, and somehow they were all staring at me. I had fallen to my knees as I saw Cheyenne being pulled into a car with a crazy mad women driver. Sure, I probably could have chased down the car, being that I was a Quarter-Back for the Chicago Hurricanes. Chicago was known for it's wind, so everyone had loved the name right off the bat.

"Cheyenne!" I screamed after the car as it swerved in and out of lanes of cars quickly. I wanted to face palm myself for ever hooking up with that bitch last night. I mean sure, I was drunk, but I could have just said no. But her body was so...luxurious. I could faintly remembering the feeling of her skin against mine, such resistance from its soft, goose bumped texture. It was the perfect bliss for my manly-hood. I didn't want it to end, but then she had to go and throw up everywhere. Ruined my perfectly good tie that was around her wrists, being used as momentary handcuffs. I could have any girl out there, and I just had to choose the one that left me in the middle of the street in boxers.

Thanks Chey, I thought. I quickly got zapped back into reality when a car honked at me. Apparently they weren't enjoying the fact of a random muscular man was standing in the middle of traffic. I had my hand fall down my abs, counting them to myself. I winked at an oncoming girl in very revealing clothing. She was obviously surprised I noticed her and blushed slightly. Funny how sluts get surprised when men see them, what do they expect when going out in public like that. I slowly made my way back to the sidewalk heading to my rented out condo. An older gentleman who seemed to have watched the whole episode between Cheyenne and I hid his face from me as I passed. I decided to be a pain in the ass and sit right next to him on the bus stop bench.

"Hello Sir, you do realize that the bus wont show up for another hour or so?" I asked and smirked. I was not in a good mood, and felt like taking it out on helpless people.

"Boy, you just listen to me right now, I don't want any trouble." The man said, glancing up at me briefly then back to the sidewalk as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"I was simply asking, Sir." I said in a mocking tone, a little louder as to draw attention to the obviously already embarrassed old man. I continue by saying," And what makes you think I was going to make trouble anyway, Sir."

"Son, If you don't quit calling me 'Sir'..' His voice trailed off to leave me with nothing left to say.

Sarcastically I look at him and said," Yes, Sir."

"Oh, so now you have come to be a little bitch to me because your girlfriend ditched you huh?" The old man looked me square in the eyes with his mouth cocked slightly to the left.

"You saw that huh?" I asked, though I already knew the answer. I mean it isn't everyday a fine as hell women runs down the street being chased by a man in boxers.

"Damn straight I did, and I have only one thing to say to that little episode."

"Yeah, and what is that?"

"You need Jesus," The old man promptly took his walking stick and got up, propped himself up briefly, and walked away.

Well fuck you too, I thought. Jesus my ass, he isn't going to bring back this girl. After everything I did for her too, and the little prude was probably only using me to get Ethan's number. My eyes trace the city limits as one of the clock towers ring high above me. Awe, shit. Speaking of Ethan, I was supposed to meet him and his new fiance for lunch today.