Good boy Bad boy

Chapter 6

Luke's pov....

So this evening we have been invited to a lady's house my mum works with, mum tells me that she has a daughter my age. I get ready I put on a pair of skinny jeans and at shirt, *knock knock* "come in" I say and in enters my mum, you look great Hun but is it possible you can take out your lip ring and put a jacket on to cover your tattoos" she says smiling "sure mum" I sigh knowing there's no way I'll win the argument, i finish getting ready then we take the short drive to this lady's house.

When we get there a lady lets us in "hi Liz come on in, you must be Luke I'm Yvonne" the lady I now know as Yvonne says sweetly "yes I'm Luke it's a very nice home you have here" I say, "thank you Luke, my daughter will be down in a minute she's just finishing getting ready" Yvonne says, we follow Yvonne through the house to the dining room, I take a seat and wait for this mystery girl to come down, all of a sudden the door opens and there stands Sam?, "sam"

"Luke"

We both say at the same time, I can't believe this is her house, that my mum works with her mum, Sam sits down next to me, I'm not going to lie she looked beautiful, I don't understand how I can go from loving her to hating her in a split second, we make small talk while we eat dinner, "Luke why don't you take Sam for a walk it's a lovely evening" mum says, I can't say no "only if it's alright with sam" I say looking at the "why not" she says as we get up and walk out the house. This is perfect I finally get to understand why she hates me so much. "why do you hate me" I said breaking the silence after we have been walking around for 10 minutes,"I don't hate you, It's not in me to hate someone I just highly dislike you" She replys "what have I done then to make you highly dislike me" i say, "do you want me to be honest" she says "yes" I say as we reach the park, we take a seat on the steps "when you first walked In on that first day all I could think was trouble, your always late and you don't seem to care about school" She says, I look down "there's reasons why I don't care about school" I say "what reasons" she says,something in me wants to tell her but I can't I come across as a bad boy like she's going to believe me if I told her I got bullied and abused for the first 10 years of my life, "it doesn't matter" I say "it does I want to know" she says, "WELL YOU CANT AND YOU WONT, WHEN WILL YOU STOP BEING SO INTO EVERYTHING, WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT NOT EVERYONE IS GOING TO LIKE YOU" I snap I really didn't mean to but when it comes to my past I get so angry, she stands up and back away "I KNEW THIS WAS ALL TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE HEMMING'S, YOUR SO HORRIBLE AND DELUDED, WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT YOU CANT JUST CLICK YOUR FINGERS AND HAVE ANY GIRL FALL HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU" she Yells this makes my blood boil,"SAM IM NOT DELUDED IM REAL, YOU ON THE OTHER HAND ARE IN YOUR OWN LITTLE PERFECT WORLD WHERE NOTHING AND NO ONE CAN HURT YOU WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO LEARN THAT SOME DAY SOMEONE IS GOING TO HURT YOU AND YOUR NOT GOING TO HAVE ANY CONTROL OVER IT AT ALL" I yell, "I AM SO DONE TRYING TO BE NICE TO YOU, I AM SO DONE WITH GIVING YOU A CHANCE, WE ARE GOING TO GO HOME AND SMILE FOR OUR PARENTS AND THEN YOU ARE GOING TO LEAVE AND EVERY TIME YOUR INVITED TO MINE YOU MAKE UP ONE OF YOUR MANY EXCUSES WHY YOU CANT COME OVER, DONT EVER TALK TO ME AT SCHOOL GOT IT" she yells ,"whatever" I spit as I walks ahead of her, we get back to hers and she acts so innocent like nothing happened when her mother comes to the door, my mum thanks Yvonne and her family for having us over I give Sam a kiss on the cheek, I can tell she was about to slap me, we got home and I went for a shower, I just wanted her to stay out of my past, I don't want her to know about it, but she is so god damn nosey and I know if I let her in my past she will judge me just like every single other person has done, I have a million and one things running through my head right now and Sam seems to be in everyone of them, I hop out the shower and fall straight asleep I didn't realize how much energy yelling takes out of you.