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''lucas robert hemmings, if you don't put on your dress shirt in five minutes - i am leaving for church without you!'' zoe, his new stepmother called from down the stairs.

luke stood in his room, still dressed in his regular attire. a dark blink-182 shirt against his pale skin, with ripped skinny jeans hugging his slim legs. the blonde haired, blue eyed boy was only fourteen years old. he'd been living with zoe and andy for over a year now, and hated every second of it. call it teenage angst, or just hatred, but luke refused to listen to his idiotic stepmother.

five minutes passed, and luke was still standing in the same place as he was five minutes before. the same arrogant smirk pressed against his lips. he could heard footsteps coming up the staircase, and wasn't surprised when zoe burst into his room, uninvited.

zoe stood in his door frame, her thin lips pressed together. she waited for a moment, before opening her mouth. ''you are going straight to hell, my love.''


that was eight years ago.

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