Different

Chapter 6

Okay so everything has been happening so fast and I've decided to slow down things a bit, go more into detail. And I probably won't be posting as much as I usually am because of personal problems and I hope you understand <3

And I apologize for any mistakes because I'm too tired to proofread it.

And this chapter is for Mon1ca110 because she was so impatient and it wouldn't be up today if she hadn't said anything <3

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Luke's POV

When I turn around she has already left the cafe.

Was I too hard on her?

I don't care at the moment. Well I do but I'm too drunk to even think but for some reason all I can see is her face. Her beautiful full lips, blue eyes and those long eyelashes and the way her face lights up when she smiles. And how white her teeth are. Not fair.

Why am I thinking about her. I should be hating her right now.

Yeah what a bitch she is! She didn't even bother to stay. No one ever does. Just the way my dad didn't. But no one knows that. They all think that shithead is my real father. Rich fucker.

I wonder what her family's like.

No. Stop. I don't. I just want sex and then I'm out.

I turn back and start chugging scotch the bartender gave me a couple seconds ago, feeling the sweet burn down my throat.

I put the glass down and I feel a presence next to me. I turn and I see a random whore trying to show off her boobs by 'fixing' her see-through shirt.

"Hey handsome," she smirks and puts her hand on my thigh. This would usually make me want to fuck her but not today.

"Fuck off," I murmur and jerk her hand away.

She looks at me, shocked "since when does Luke Jones say no to sex?"

"I wanna have sex. Just not with you," I turn around, signalling the bartender for another drink.

She slaps me and leaves. Thank god.

And that's how I've spent my night, drinking, until the bar closed at 4am.

I was wandering the streets, drunk and lost, hoping to run into her somehow.

Shit.

School. I can't go to there in a few hours looking like this. I probably won't go to school this week.

And I can't go to my apartment because someone might look for me. I doubt it but still.

I should go to Nicki's. She always let's me 'sleep' at her apartment.

When I finally stumble to her apartment it's probably 5am. I start knocking on her door and after a while she finally opens it.

"What do you want?" She's still angry. And half asleep.

"Can I please stay here?" I asked her as sadly as I could. I know exactly what to do to get anything I want from her.

Damn I'm pathetic. Since when do I beg? Oh yeah ever since Emma started to mess with me. This is all her fucking fault. I wouldn't be here begging for shit, drunk if it weren't for her.

"Shit Jones, you're so fucking drunk. Since when do you beg?" She asks me

"None of your fucking business," I hiss at her.

"You know where my bed is," she sighs and leaves.

I follow her to her room and pass out quickly.