Chapter 23

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Izzy's POV

When the car finally stopped after what felt like forever we pulled into a house in the middle of a bunch of trees. It was a big house like our house but this one looked way more expensive. "You coming love" Lucas asks opening my door my feet hit the ground then I realized he hadn't let me grab anything not even shoes.

He takes my arm guiding my way to the door even though I walk perfectly fine. We go inside and his wood floors are colder than the ground outside his whole house is cold. I shiver slightly "you okay" he asks his voice echoing "I'm fine" I mumble.

He leads me to the living room "sit on the couch" he orders I look at the leather couch knowing it was going to be cold. I sit down instantly freezing another shiver runs through my body "okay so let's go over some rules" he states I just nod knowing this was the easiest way to get through this whole thing.

"Don't go near the front door and don't try to escape, leave me alone when I'm in meetings unless told otherwise, if your having a bad mood swing I'll give you your space just try and let me know  and I expect you to do the same that's pretty much it otherwise do whatever you want" he shrugs looking around at the empty house.

He walks to the table grabbing a box coming back "put your foot up" he demands I hesitantly do as told and he puts on an ankle monitor on me. "Lucas is this really necessary" I look up at him and he shrugs. "Yeah love it is what if you try and make an escape I even built into it so it shocks you once you get passed a certain point on the perimeter" he says.

"Is th...that all" I stutter the cold getting to me. "What's wrong love" he asks with a concerned look on his face. "It's just really cold in here and I'm not exactly dr..dre...dressed for it" I mumble. His eyes widen in shock "shit sorry I turn the air on when I go out so it's nice and cold when I get back and the cold helps me stay calm" he says adjusting the heat.

"Come with me love I will get you something more appropriate to wear so maybe you could sleep" he says softly I nod following him. "What did you mean earlier when you said you were like me" I ask softly. "You have a multi personality disorder and your bipolar but that's okay because I understand what your going through" he says smiling at me.

As I think back, everything started to make sense "you had a psychotic break which is what triggered your MPD and your bipolar disorder" he says walking towards a door. I follow after him "how did you know about my psychotic break if you started watching me six months ago" I ask he sighs stopping at the door. "I may have lied a little bit I'm sorry it was more like three years I'm sorry I didn't stop Andrew by the way I thought you would have asked for help, it took all of me not to kill him" he says and I look down nodding.

He puts in a code then his hand print before he opens the door to a smaller loft that looked really homey and I smile softly. "This is my flat you can have the rest of the house design it paint it do whatever you want to it but this is mine" he says stepping inside. "Please come in" he says softly and I could tell it was the nicer version of Lucas I step in looking around.

"It's beautiful Lucas" I smile at him coming in noticing the warmth made me smile. "Yeah so if you ever need anything just knock on my door if I'm not with you out there" he says I nod. "Lucas" I whisper softly he nods looking up "I don't wish to redecorate your house" I say softly he smiles nodding grabbing my hand gently making me not want to pull away even though I know I should.

"Your more like me that I thought you want your own space" we walk down the hall and he opens another door to a room just like his except empty. "You'll have to paint it and add things to it since you'll be here for a while and we can have people in here tomorrow if you'd like" he says I nod.

"Why did you have to take me" I whisper softly he looks at me cupping my face "you need to go back to the way you were this life will hurt you permanently" he kisses my head. "I don't want to be the helpless girl anymore" I shout pushing away from him. He pushes me into the wall pinning me there "you don't understand I won't let you make the bad choice of being a gang leader you need to go back to school get a good legal job, have a family your going down the wrong path" he shouts slamming his hand against the wall beside my head.

"Why do you care so much" I ask softly looking at him "because so many people have wronged you, hurt you, and forced you to be this monster so I'll show you, even in your most vulnerable state the people who care about you won't hurt you but will stand beside you" he whispers kissing my cheek.

"And so which one are you" I whisper softly "what do you mean" he asks "are you someone who cares about me or are you someone who will do me wrong" I mumble not looking at him but off in the distance. "I care about you and I'm not going to hurt you and neither will anyone else" he strokes the side of my face.

"Lucas" I whisper he looks up at me "I thought you were getting me some more appropriate clothes" I bite my lip he nods kissing my forehead and backs away. I follow him back to his little loft "take a seat I'll be right back" he points to the couch and I sit down. I look down at the ankle bracelet groaning as I rest my head on the arm rest.

"Here you are" he comes in front of me setting sweatpants and a hoodie on the table in front of me. I smile taking them from him standing up "there's a bathroom to your left down the hall" he says guiding me down the hall. "Thank you" I smile going into the bathroom quickly throwing on the sweatpants and sweatshirt over my original pajamas. There's not a chance I'd be getting naked here.

I go out into the living room to see him lying on the couch in only sweatpants. I look down awkwardly rubbing the back of my neck as I clear my throat "oh umm you can crash pretty much anywhere you find comfortable where it's in this loft or somewhere else in the house" he says I nod softly walking out of the small house.

I go out looking at the stairs but stop not wanting to go up there in fear of the unknown. I just sigh and lie down on the couch closing my eyes and take deep breaths I slowly fall asleep.

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