Bad Girl Gone Good? *Rucas*

Chapter 7

"Im home!" I yell walking into the house with my bag. "Not like anyone cares...." I mumble to myself. I sigh setting my bag on the chair next to one of the bathrooms. Dont ask  me why we have a chair next to one of the bathrooms, i have no clue! 

"Riley! Where have you been?" I hear her snotty voice yell from the kitchen. "I need you in here now!" She commands. I sigh walking into the kitchen moving my hair out of my face messily. Once she see's me i could tell she isn't very happy, but i mean when is she ever actually happy to see me? 

"Oh yes kind Step-mother of mine?" I ask in a sweet sarcastic tone. She rolls her eyes pointing to one of the dinner table chairs, singling me to sit down in it. I groan knowing Lucas is probably waiting for me to let him in my room. "What is it now?" I ask sitting in the chair. 

"Where were you? I needed you to clean the house today so i could get my nails done and get a mannie peddie!" She says obviously annoyed. Rolling my eyes i get up starting to walk out of the kitchen. 

"Whatever! I was visiting my mom!" I said grabbing my bag and walking up the stairs to my room. I quickly get to my room to see Lucas at the window waiting for me to let him in. I sigh throwing down my bag and closing my door, locking it to make sure no one comes in. I run to the window, opening it as i help him in my room.  

"What took you so long? I looked like a creep, im pretty sure people were going to call the cops on me!" He said chuckling as he walks around my room.   

"Sorry! Step-mom was being a bitch!" I sigh as i lay down on  my bed.  "So what do you want to know about me?" I ask looking over at him. He was looking at my pictures, he had a weird smile on his face. 

"How old were you when your mom died?" He asks me as he points to a picture of me and my mom sitting on a bench together while she was pregnant with Auggie. 

I smile slightly getting up off my bed as i walk over to the picture. "My mom was pregnant with Auggie in that picture.." I say smiling sadly down at the picture. "I was 8 years old, i was so excited to have a baby brother!" I say laughing a little. I could tell that Lucas was looking at me with a sad smile playing on his lips. "We were at the park and my dad told us that he wanted pictures. So me and my mom took some in front of tree's, some were on the little bridge, but my moms feet started hurting. So we took this one. This one is my favorite." I say tears starting to prickle down my face. I quickly wipe my tears away not wanting Lucas to see them. Im the bad girl of the school now, why am i telling Lucas-someone i just met- everything about me? 

"I am so sorry Riley." He mumbles as he hugs me shoving my head into his rock hard chest. Stay strong Riley. I think to myself trying not to break down. "Its okay for you to talk about it Riley. It helps. And you can trust me." He whispers rubbing my back. I take in a shaky breath holding back my tears. I can't believe i am opening up to him. What am i thinking? He could be just doing this so he can tell everyone about my dark secrets. 

"Why?" I ask in a whisper my face still pressed against his hard chest. I bet he works out. He looks buff and his chest is really hard. Damn it Riley get back on track! I heard his chest rumble from him chuckling. What is so funny?  I ask myself in my head. 

"You are!" He said chuckling some more. I look up at him with a confused look on my face. "You said all of that out loud, about how i look buff and my chest is really hard!" He laughs looking down at me. 

"W-well i mean you do and your chest is really hard!" I stuttered looking anywhere but at his face. What is wrong with me? Why does he have this affect on me? I only just met him. 

"Okay okay! Im sorry! I will stop." He says trying to calm down. Why is this so funny to him? "Because i dont really ever get people asking things like that." He said raising one of his eyebrows. Wow i did it again great. 

I pull away from him frowning as i put the picture back were it was. On the left side of the picture there was a picture of me and Maya on Christmas wrapped up in our snow flake blankets, and then on the right there was a picture of my whole family and Maya. She was like part of the family. Even Uncle Eric started calling her Neich! 

"RILEY!" I hear a booming voice yell my name as the stomp down the hallway. Me and Lucas look at each other with wide eyes. He gives me this look asking me what are we going to do. And right now i really have no idea. 

"I have an idea! Why dont we just say i am here to study with you because i am struggling in math?" Lucas asks still with wide eyes. I nod my head quickly grabbing my bag and pulling out my math book as does Lucas. We sit on the bed and act like we have been studying the whole time. To our luck Lucas had some paper stuffed in his book and i had a pencil and a pen on my bed side table. You know just in case i had to write something important down or write in my journal. 

"Riley!" My dad growls when he gets into the door. He stops in his tracks when he sees Lucas. I give him a small evil smirk, knowing he wouldn't do anything while Lucas is here. "Why is Mr. Frair here?" He asks in a forced nice and calm voice. You could tell he was angry. 

"Oh hi daddy! Im just helping Lucas with some math! You wanted us to get along didn't you?" I asked in  a sweet voice.  He glared at me as Lucas sits there confused. 

"Yes i did." He exclaimed threw clenched teeth.  "Well Lucas why did you come to my daughter for help?" He asks squinting his eyes at him. 

"Well sir because i know Riley is very smart and i know she has the highest GPA in the school. So why not get help from her? It would be the smart thing to do!" He says smiling at me. My dad makes this huffing noise when Lucas said i was smart and i had the highest GPA in the school. What? Dont be so stereo typical. I might be a bad girl doesn't mean i dont care about my grades! 

"Yeah highest GPA." He grumbles rolling his eyes. "I wanted to ask you why you were being disrespectful of you mother?" He asks slurring his words a little. Has he been drinking? I squint my eyes at him watching him carefully. 

"First of all, i was not disrespectful! She asked me were i was i simply asked her why and she said she wanted me to clean the whole house today after school. I told her i was visiting my mom and then i left! And second what did she tell you?" I ask rolling my eyes knowing its going to be a lie. 

"She told me you called her step-mom and that by calling her that it hurt her feelings and made her feel disrespected. And that you had an attitude. Also she said you were off and fooling around with people." He said putting his hands on his hips loosing his balance a little. 

"Wow! Im sorry but first of all i dont care if it makes her feel bad when i call her step-mom. I am going to keep calling her that because that is what she is to me! Or she has another choice of what she wants me to call her and these are her only choices. I could also call her by her real name! So tell her that. And then second why the fuck would i be fooling around with people and how could i have the time for that if i have been here the whole time in my room helping Lucas study?" I ask obviously pretty upset. 

"Sure you were in here the whole time!" He slurs rolling his eyes. Why doesn't he believe me? He is my father he is suppose to believe me and trust me and have hope in me. And to be honest when he acts like this and talks to me how he usually does it makes my heart feel like there is another piece of is getting cut off. He is suppose to be my dad. I miss the days where i would call him daddy and he would be there for me whenever. I miss when he use to tuck me in at night when i was going to bed. Or when i had a nightmare, mommy and him would let me sleep in their room. 

"Will you please just get out of my room. I really don't want to see you right now or talk to you so can you please just go?" I ask my voice cracking. I rolls his eyes walking out slamming the door behind him making the pictures on my walls rattle. 

A/N

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