Stolen || L.H.

4

He had called a doctor, he said my arm is broken. So I had to get a cast, which is already on me, and it's neon yellow.

I didn't want that color, since it hurts my eyes. Luke said otherwise, claiming that he can see me much better.

"Hey," he said, after the doctor left.

I am still mad at him for kidnapping me - I mean - who wouldn't be?!

"Do you know who I am?" he asked with a smirk that's always on his face when he's talking to me.

I stayed quiet.

"well I, I am Luke. Luke Hemmings," my eyes widened when I heard him say that name.

"I'll take that as a yes then," his smirk only grew.

"W-Why am I here?" I stuttered, saying it as calm as I can.

"You see, when a girl tried to jump a fence that specifically has a sign which has, 'DO NOT ENTER HEMMINGS PROPERTY' written on it, kinda interest me."

I looked down at the mattress, and giggled with it.

"I didn't see the sign," I mumbled.

"Eh, figured," he sighs, "want anything to eat?"

Shaking my head, lifting the covers over my head.

He sighs, "What do you want to eat with?"

"I don't know, I'm not feeling hungry." I whispered.

"C'mon. We're getting food." He said starting to get frustrated.