THE SURROGATE: A LUKE BROOKS FAN FICTION

CHAPTER ELEVEN

I stood there for a while, completely flabbergasted and trying to fathom what had just happened. I stood there, with my hand over my mouth, staring at an empty space, until I remembered that I had my phone with me! I took my phone out of my sling bag, pressed speed dial 2 and my phone immediately dialed Luke. "Hey this is Luke-" "Oh Luke! Thank God! I-" I said relieved to hear his voice, but that relief was short lived however, when the voice on the other end continued to speak, "Its pretty obvious that I'm not available right now, so leave your number and I'll get back to you... probably"  I had reached his voicemail. I dialed his number a few more times, and got the same response. 

"Still can't get a hold of him?" I heard Jai ask as he came in from the living room. I just shook my head, unable to speak, trying my best to fight back tears. "Don't worry about him! Just give him some time to cool down." He said, hugging me. "I can't not worry about him!" I said, raising my voice slightly, "Clearly I did something wrong! And the shitty thing is, I have no fucking idea what I did!" I said breaking the hug, and making an attempt to phone him again. "Damn it!" I said frustrated as I reached his voicemail again. "He always does this to me ! Why do I even let him do this to me?" I said in frustration, not bothering to clarify what I meant. "You know what? Fuck it! I give up!" I said throwing my hands in the air in defeat. Jai stood with me as I was going through it. I paced around for a while, until I remembered, "How's Beau doing?" I asked, clearing my throat. "He's been better" Jai said with a sigh as he lead me into the living room. "Oh My God! Beau!" I gasped as I saw the damage Luke had done; Beau's left eye was blue, well, it looked like it was starting to turn purple, his eye was swollen as well as his nose, which was also bleeding. 

"Oh my Go- are you okay?" I asked, walking towards him. "Yeah, I'm fine!" he said, trying to force a smile, "I'm fine, its not as bad as it looks" he continued, trying to stop the blood from dripping onto the floor. "Damn right it's not as bad as it looks... its fucking worse! You got knocked the fuck out!" James said, walking from the kitchen and giving Beau frozen red meat for his eye. "Man, you really fucked up this time!" he continued, shaking his head. "Geez, thanks James, that doesn't make me feel bad at all!" I said sarcastically, looking at James with a death stare. "No!" He said quickly, "I didn't mean it like that! I just meant-" "How did you mean it then!?" I asked, snapping at him. "I just-just-" "You just what huh? Got nothing to say now huh?" I asked, fuming. 

"Isabella! That's enough!" this time it was Darcy who snapped at me, "It's not necessary for you to be yelling at James like that! Don't be losing your shit on everybody else! Calm-the-fuck-down!" the last part she said slowly as she grabbed me by the shoulders, and shook me. I could see in her face that she was beyond pissed; this caused me to change my tune immediately. "You're right!" I said, finally calming down, "James, I'm sorry" I said, extending my arms for a hug, "I really didn't mean to snap at you! I'm sorry everyone, its just... Never mind, I'll get over it" I said, trying to smile, but failing. "I think its about time for us to leave! You gotta get up early tomorrow!" Darcy said, looking at her watch, and collecting the last of her things. "What's happening tomorrow?" Daniel asked as I was walking around the room, hugging each and everyone. "Well," I started off awkwardly, unable to look everyone in the eye, "I'm... Tomorrow, is the day I get impregnated-" I said, still not looking up, "And after that, I'm going back home" I said the last part in a whisper. "So we'll be seeing you tomorrow right?" Jai asked, getting up. "No," I said, looking up at them, "When I say home, I mean, I'm going back home... to my hometown, with my parents..." I finished my sentence, and the room fell silent...

*LUKE'S P.O.V*

"Can I get another shot over here Carlos?" I asked the bartender as I finished my shot of whiskey, and ignoring yet another one of Bella's calls. After the whole thing that happened back home, I came to my favorite pub; no one knew about this place, which is why I liked it because that meant that no one would come looking for me. "Geez, whoever's calling you must be pretty worried?" Carlos said as he refilled my shot glass. I rolled my eyes as I put the glass to my mouth and downed my shot. "Well, she can be worried all she wants, I've stopped caring!" "Ah!" he said, "I see, so it's a lady that has you drinking like this?" he said, taking my glass, and wiping the counter. "Care to talk about it?" he asked. I shook my head, "You know what Carlos, I have female problems, and none that I care to speak about! Pour me another shot!" I said, looking around at the bar, which was now starting to become full. "I think you need to slow down amigo!" he said, grabbing at the glasses, and placing three empty glasses before me. "I'll stop when I want to!" I said, feeling my head starting to spin, "Now pour me something stronger!" I said, looking him dead in the eye. "It's your funeral amigo!" he said, and he started filling the three empty shot glasses with vodka.

*30 MINUTES LATER*

I have no idea how long I've been drinking, but one thing I do know, is that I'm definitely not sober anymore. "I think its time to stop drinking now," Carlos said, attempting to take the glass out of my hand. "Is there anyone I can call to pick you up?" He asked, and I looked at him –technically, I looked at all 3 of him, my vision was so blurred I didn't even know which one I was talking to- "No! there's no one you can call!" I slurred, getting loud, "No one cares! And I don't want you to call anyone! I can take care of myself!" I slurred, attempting to get up, but failing miserably because I fell back into my chair. "Listen man, I really don't think you should-" He spoke, but I stopped listening to him, because just then, the doors of the bar swung open, only to reveal the most stunning pair of legs I've ever seen. I looked at those legs, and my eyes traveled up, past those legs, -which revealed a little red dress, a tight one at that! It hugged her figure perfectly, you could see her every curve- "Definitely a woman" I said to myself, as my eyes traveled further up her body, past her breasts –which were huge and revealing the perfect amount of cleavage- until my eyes finally reached her face, -plump pink lips, bright brown eyes, and fiery red hair, which was curly and wild- damn! The things I could do to her! I thought to myself, biting my lip. 

"Luke? Oh My God! Luke!" she said, running towards me. To say I was confused would be an understatement. I had no idea who this girl was, or how the fuck she knew me. "It's me! Nicole? We used to be best friends until your little friend from out of town came into the picture?" she said the last part, sounding a bit repulsed. I racked my brain, Nicole? Nicole? Nicole? I kept on saying to myself, until it hit me! "Oh shit! Nicky?" I said standing up and hugging her, finally remembering who she was. "Yes! You remembered!" she smiled at me, "Mind if I sit down?" she asked, looking at the empty seat next to me. "I'd be offended if you didn't!" I joked, pointing to the seat.

"Can I have a Sex on The Beach please?" she asked Carlos, before turning her attention back to me. "So," she said, looking at me and playing with her hair, "What's a handsome guy like you, doing here, sitting all alone and drowning his sorrows in alcohol?" she asked. I looked at my drink, and then looked at her, remembering why I actually was here. "Long story" I simply said, shaking my head, not wishing to bore her with the details. "And you don't wanna talk about it" she asked, taking a sip of her drink. I shook my head, as a way of saying "Not really" "Well, okay, if you don't want to speak about it..." she trailed off, until she finally said, "What happened to that friend of yours? Jessica or was it Nadia?" I was confused; who the hell was she talking about? "The one that moved here... the reason we aren't friends anymore" she said the last part obnoxiously as she took another sip of her drink, and looked around the bar. 

"Oh! You mean Bella?" I asked her, -she winced when I said Bella's name- "Yeah, her!" she rolled her eyes. "Oh," I began, downing another drink, "Well, we're still friends, at least, I think we are... I don't know; everything's fucked up at the moment!" I admitted. "Oh?" she asked, and I could see that she was trying to hide the devious smile that was trying to come across her mouth "What happened?" "I'd rather not talk about it here, it's too loud!" I said, trying to move away from the topic. "Well, why don't we find a place that's a little more... quiet?" she whispered in my ear as she was getting up out of her seat. I looked at her, in utter shock. "My apartment isn't far from here..." she said, taking my hand into hers, "Meet me there? You know where I live" she spoke, placing her house key in my hand, and made her way towards the exit, while swaying her hips at the same time. I looked at the key in my hand, then looked over at Carlos, who immediately said, "I don't think you should do it man!" I didn't pay attention to what he was saying; I drank the last of my drink, paid for it, and I was out by that door...