11. We have something to tell you.

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Did he really think he could just come near me and I would be okay with it? He lied right to my face.

Lucas: "can we talk?"

Me: "I don't want to talk to you."

Lucas: "I'm sorry."

Me: "Lucas you lied to me."

Lucas: "I know but she promised me that she would pay me."

Me: "I really don't care."

I got up with the tray. Before I got away, he took my hand.

Me: "don't you dare to touch me."

Lucas: "I just want to talk."

I still had some water on my glass. I took the glass and threw the water to his face. I walked away and went out to catch some air. I sat to a bench and just breathed in and out. I saw Marcus and Martinus coming near me. Martinus sat right side of me and Marcus sat left side of me.

Martinus: "what are you doing out here?"

Me: "I just needed to catch some air."

Marcus: "what's happened?"

Me: "Lucas wanted to talk to me. He told me that Jenny had payed for him. I told him that I didn't want to listen to him, so I walked away but he took my hand. I told him to let me go, but he didn't, so I just ripped my hand and threw some water into his face. Martinus started to laugh.

Martinus: "you did what?"

Marcus: "I wish we would have seen it."

I felt comfortable again. The rest of the school day went great. Now it was time to get back home. i wish that my dad wouldn't be there. We continued the walk and it was time to split up. We all hugged and I walked to our house. I didn't see dads car, but when I got inside, I saw them eating a dinner. I saw my mum laughing for something. I tried not to get angry.

Mum: "hey sweetie. Come eat with us."

Me: "what the hell is he doing here?"

Mum: "language, young lady!"

Dad: "we have something to tell you."

Mum: "we are getting back together."

I can't believe what I'm hearing, she promised to not ever getting back together with him. I can't listen this anymore. I ran to my room and locked the door. Tears were running down my face. I am so afraid of him. I know that my thinks that he has changed, but the truth is that he isn't. He will always be the same guy. I can't stay here. I started to pack my bag. I took everything what I needed. I opened my door and walked out. Now I just needed a place where to stay.

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