Ch. 3

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*flashback 1999* "I told you not to do that you little, Bastard!"

"But Daddy, I didn't do anything!" SLAP! "Daddy why did you do that. Why did you do that. Why did you do that." Repeats in his head.

"Mr. Hemmings, can you repeat the question?" Luke looked up slowly. "Uhhhhh..." The class burst out in laughter. *RING* "Lucas can you please stay after class." He shrugged and walk over to the short mid aged woman. "Yes, mrs. Gardner." He groaned. "I don't mean to be nosey, but is anything going on?" She asked. "No why." He said angrily. "I think we both know the answer to that." She said calmly. "You don't know shit, lady!" He said pointing at her and backing up. He ran out of class. "Lucas come back!"

Luke ran down the hall pushing and shoving through the crowds that filled the hall. He was crying. Why you say? It's unsure. Not even Lucas Robert Hemmings knows why Lucas Robert Hemmings is crying. He finally made it to the parking lot. He swung open the old black door and slammed it shut. "Excuse me young man you can't just the campus." A women (May I add she not very liked) yelled. "Okay lady. But it important." He said trying not to yell. "Well sir, unless you have a parents consent, you cannot leave." She said now crossing her arms. "Enough of this bullshit I'm leaving!" He sped off.

He wasn't going home. He was gonna drive. Drive where the car takes him. He turned on his radio, which of course was playing nirvana. He sang along to the song "Polly". He drove down to an old coffee shop that his parents used to take him to. He parked his old black car and pulled the keys out of the ignition. As he was about to walk into the dark lit, Christmas light decorated coffee shop, he heard a scream.

"SOMEBODY PLEASE!" The scream cried louder. Luke May seem cold hearted, But he wasn't, not one bit. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" He ran towards the screams. "Where are you!?" He yelled. "Behind the dumpster!" The person cried. He saw a girl on her back. He ran down to her, sliding to his knees to help her. She was drenched in blood. "Where is the source?" He said with his hand hovering in confusion. "My. My. Stomach. My. Sto-mach. I. I. Got. Stabbed." She said stuttering in pain. "Who did this?" He said holding her hand for comfort. "I don't knOWWW." She started crying harder. All of a sudden a man dressed in black walked up. "Hey, don't touch her!" He yelled with a deep raspy voice. Luke quickly scooped up the girl cradle-like, and ran. "I'm taking you to the hospital." He said as running to the car. He hand her the keys. "Unlock it." She pressed the button with a open lock picture. He set her down in the car and buckled her in. He jumped in the car. "We're safe now." He said out of breathe. "Yeah that's what you think."

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