*read a/n at the end*
I was sitting in my room. I had just put Stella down for bed. I was worried sick about Luke. He had not been home all night and you were starting to get worried. You tried to call and text but he was not answering. You decided to wait until he gets home until you go to bed.
*3 hours later*
You watch as Luke stumbles through the door slurring words underneath his breath. You walk up to give him a hug and ask him where he has been and he pushes you away. You began to smell achohol on his breath. "LUKE THIS HAS HAPPEND FOR THE PAST 3 WEEKS AND YOU KNOW THIS IS NOT GOOD FOR THE BABY!" You began to scream as this has been going on for awhile now and you where beginning to get pissed off. He looks at you with disgust and says, "YOU ARE JUST A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT AREN'T YOU GRACE?!? ALL YOU DO IS GET IN MY BUSINESS AND BUG THE HELL OUT OF ME! I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!" and with that he walked up stairs and slammed your bedroom door shut. You were so sick of this so you decided to pack the baby's stuff and take her to Madison's house. You knew she wouldn't care because you had always went to her for everything.
When you were done packing you looked at the house from the car with tears welling in your eyes. You were so fed up. Ever since the baby was born this kind of thing had been happening. He would come home drunk and scream at you. But, this time he had gone too far. He was calling you a worthless piece of shit and it had gone too far after that.
*Luke's P.O.V*
I woke up with a major headache. I felt for Grace but she wasn't there. I began to panic. She had never left before. And she doesn't wake up until I wake her up. It's rare that she wakes up in time for the baby. I decided to call Madison. Let's hope she doesn't beat the shit out of me for whatever I've done.
*a/n*
SORRY BABES!!!! HAVEN'T POSTED IN A WHILE SO I FIGURED I WOULD JAZZ IT UP A BIT! ILY!!! <3
