Chapter 22

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Luke grips my hand tightly. Liz is silent for a while.

"We aren't kidnapping her. She's choosing to stay here. She can leave whenever she wants," Liz calmly says.

"Where is she? I want to see her right now!" my mom demands. Before Liz can respond, my mom walks through the door and into the living room. "Sara, come with me. Now!"

"No," I reply.

"Excuse me?!"

"You heard me."

"You are in so much trouble when we get home!" She storms over to me and forcefully grabs my wrist. I scream from the pain my wrist now feels. Luke is still holding onto my other hand.

"No!" Luke screams at her.

"Let go of her, you little piece of shit!"

"Hey! That's taking it way to far!" Liz said, walking into the room.

"Make him let go of her! He is your son!"

"Take back what you said and maybe I will!"

"Why should I take it back?"

"Because it was very rude and frankly, I didn't appreciate it being said to MY son in MY house!"

My mom tugged on my wrist hard. Luke pulled me back towards him. Soon it got into a little game of tug of war.

"You guys are going to hurt her!" Jesy said, jumping up to try and help me. Luke's face turned from anger to concern to worry. My mom took one more forceful tug and Luke let go so I wouldn't get hurt.

"Finally!" my mom said. She started to drag me out of the house. I started to scream and I tried to pull away. "Stop fighting with me!"

"Let me go!!" I screamed. I looked over at Luke and Jesy and saw matching hurt looks on their faces. I struggled even more. My mom's nails dug into my skin. I screamed.

"Please stop hurting her!" Jesy yelled.

"If she cooperated, I wouldn't have to!" my mom yelled back.

"If you gave her some freedom in her life, maybe she would!"

My mom stopped struggling with me. She whipped around to face Jesy with a pissed off look on her face.

"Sara, I prohibit you to see anyone in this room right now ever again. Including Jesy!"

"No!" I yell. I finally wriggle myself free of her grip. I run and stand behind Luke.

"Sara, get your ass over here!" my mom yells.

"No! Not until you give me the freedom I deserve!"

"You have enough freedom already!"

"You're kidding, right?! I have no freedom! Let me live my life! Let me do what I want! Let me hang out with who I want to hang out with! Let me date who I want! If you would just listen to me, you would find out that Luke is actually a great guy for me! Yea he's had a few mistakes, but we all have! Nobody's perfect!"

My mom stood there dumbfounded.

"I hope your happy with your new life, Sara. When Luke is done with you, don't come crying back to me. In fact, just don't come back at all. You're a disgrace to our family. This 'new person' you've turned into is only going to ruin you. Welcome to your new life."

And then she just walked out of the house. I couldn't help the tears from pouring out of my eyes. Luke turned to face me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Sh, sh. It's okay. Let it all out. Let anything you need to out. We won't judge," he reassured me. He started to rub circles in my back and I cried into his chest. It seemed like an endless stream of tears. Everyone else was silent.

After a while, I had no more tears left to cry out it felt like. I kept my head buried in Luke's chest and he kept his arms around me.

"It's going to be alright," Jesy said as she placed a hand on my back. I slowly peeled my head off Luke's chest and looked at her.

"I hope you're right," I replied.

She smiled at me. "I'm always right." We both laughed a little at that one.

"So.........," Michael said. Luke let go of me and I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Lets watch a movie," Strike suggested. He walked over to the TV and looked at the collection of movies. "How about the Avengers?"

"Sounds good," Luke said. "Is that okay with you, Sara?"

"Yea, it's fine."

We all took seats on the couch or floor. Luke, Taylor, Calum, and Ashton sat on the couch. Michael, Jack, and Strike sat on the floor. Jesy sat on Michael's lap. I was about to sit down on the floor, but Luke grabbed my waist and placed me on his lap. He wrapped his arms protectively around me and I leaned back into him. The movie started and I suddenly felt very sleepy. I closed my eyes and started to drift off into the worst nightmare of my life.

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