The Help || l.h

Chapter 8

Luke's POV

"Yes, I am currently stalking Rose-Marie O'Gorman. Problem?... No, no, I don't like her, mate, I'm doing it for the cash... What? I'm just making sure she's... Ron, I... whatever." I hang up on Ron. I'm just making sure that Rosie would spend the night okay and that she wouldn't need that thing that I had to give her last night. Just to be safe. And it's so her dad would maybe give me a raise.

I actually saw Ally and Cassie earlier in the mall while I was with Ron. I like spending time with Ron, anyways. He helps me out a lot and I help him too. Anyways, back to Ally and Cassie also known as the two sluts none of us like. So I overheard them going to a party with Rosie, that they'd set her up with Dylan, so by instinct, I followed them to the club slash party they're going to.

Of course, I wouldn't be jealous if Rosie falls in love with Dylan. It's her choice, but I don;t want her to fall in love with him because I don't want her getting swoon over by dickheads like him. At first sight, he didn't look like the type to be a shit head or the type to cheat on anyone, but since I've known him since like, year 10, then I know what he'd be up to. I've seen him cheat over girls countless of times, but nobody except my friends would believe me for it.

I just don't want Rosie to be a victim. She's sufferred way too much up to this point. Wait, what do I care, though?

It took me about twenty minutes to get there by skateboard, since I had to make sure that they didn't notice I was following her.

The club they went into was quite flashy. There were female strippers at every corner in the club, which kind of disgusted me. One of them tried to touch me, I just went like "um, no thanks" at anything anyone would offer. I scanned around the club looking for Rosie. I was actually shocked when I saw her at that booth, the one over there with Ally, Cassie and Mae and two other dickheads I don't know plus Dylan.

Rosie was having a session with Dylan.

Yeah, she's probably drunk right now, I mean I may not know that bitch, but obviously, she wouldn't kiss jerks like him. I didn't interfere, though. But wait, they didn't arrive here til 5 minutes before me, which means they've only been here for probably less than 20 minutes. Well, that truly did escalate quickly.

I didn't stop their session, though, but it was really disgusting to see her do that to him. I'm not jealous or anything, but the thought of her with a guy really disgusts me, honestly. Besides, I'm sticking to what I said earlier. I don't want Rosie to be a victim. Her father might kill me if she was a victim of two guys at once.

But I did interfere when they stood up and started to make their way out. My only guess was that they'd be spending the night with each other, and whether or not Dylan has a condom, I'm not allowing him to sleep with Rosie. 

By instinct, I stood up from my seat and made my way to them. "Hi, dickhead." I said and started to punch him. We obviously got into a fight, and everyone was just cheering for the fight. Rosie cheered for Dylan, though. I can't blame her if she's drunk. Everyone was drunk anyways.

I pinned Dylan to the ground and punched his nose, hard enough that I broke it. I'm just looking out for Rosie.

At the end of the fight, everyone was just gasping aroun and spreading the videos they took of it. Yeah, they posted it everywhere. As if I cared.

I then carried Rosie on my back to take her home. Boy, didn't that escalate quickly? At least nobody stopped me from taking her away.

"Put me down, Hemmings!" she complained, hitting my back.

"Shut up, I'm taking you home." I replied.

"You hurt Dylan, you fucking dick! We were supposed to make babies."