the stepfather vol. 1/2

7

VIOLET

Watching him exit the room, I shrug and lay down. My body sore and satisfied. I know deep down in my heart, I feel bad about the last three hours. It was a game of who can piss off who really. I also knew that I shouldn't assume that me and Luke would have a relationship over stupid sex and mom leaving.

Standing up from the bed I slip on a random pair of panties and a large, 'One Direction', t-shirt. Walking down the hall and stairs, I step into the large living room. Looking for Luke, and failing, I shrug and climb onto the counter. Opening the cupboard, I take a large bag of chips out and climb back onto the floor. Smiling I open the fridge door and grab a water. Planning on going into the living room and binge watch, Teen Wolf, I'm stopped by running into something hard.

I fall backwards landing on my bottom. Annoyed and a little furious I stand up and collect my snack and drink, and look up at the reason I fell. A smirking Luke looks down at me, rolling my eyes, I nudge past him and sit on the couch, opening the bag of chips.

"You can't ignore me, kitten." I kept ignoring him, I'm mad at him, he's probably only horny. Focusing on the screen and shoving chips into my mouth, Luke falls next to me. Tensing up, I slide over. Luke rolls his eyes and angrily huffs. "Jesus fucking chrsit, Violet. Can you stop being four and talk to me?"

Snapping my attention onto him I roll my eyes and let out small laugh. "So sorry Luke, forgot you're a fucking  asshole who needs oral huh?" Luke looks at me his eyes widen with shock. Tears threaten to spill in three seconds, so blindly, I run away from the situation and go straight to my room. Deja vu hits me in the chest and I begin packing.

** flash back**

"I'm so tired of you Viloet!" Tyler throws another pillow in my direction.

"Listen to me dammit, Violet!" Angrily I snap my head up at him. "Shut up! I can't do this okay Tyler? We're fighting too much." Zipping up my bag I walk downstairs, Tyler chasing me.

"Violet I love you, I didn't mean it. I just don't like how we fight so much. Please!"

I walked out on him.

** present **

My second bag. Grabbing both bags I walk downstairs, watching out for Luke. Hearing the shower running I quickly speed towards the door, quietly opening it I slip out and close the rather heavy door, speed walking to the car.  It doesn't take me long to shove the bag into the back seat and jump into the driver side of the car.

Putting the key in the ignition  putting the car into drive, I pull out of the driveway and away from Luke. A little part of me regrets this decision,  yet it's too late to go back now. I aimesly drive around till I found a small motel.

Pulling into the lot, I park. Grabbing my bags I run to the door trying to stay dry from the rain. Swinging the door open I walk to the front desk. After a few minutes of no help I impatiently press the bell. A short, wide man with a greasy shirt comes to the front and looks at me, well my chest.

"How long?"

"A night and a day, please."

He nods and lifts his hand.

"120$."

Hurrying she pulls out money and swiftly takes her key. Running to her room she opens the heavy door, which she knew her best friend Jake, would hate. She walks in, closes the door and stares at the super mix matched room with multiple bibles all over the bed desk and sighs.

"It's going to be a long night."

Ugh Violet you're so dramatic :/

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