Trapped

A new wardrobe

Riding in the car Luke asks "Are you alright."
"Ya" you say gripping the steering wheel.
Luke puts his hand on your shoulder "It's ok to be mad, or sad."
"I'm fine." You say quietly.
"No your not."
"I am!" You scream.
"It's not good to try to hide your emotions."
"I'm fine! I told you that!" You break into tears and pull over.
Luke pulls you into a hug.
He holds you there as you think. You see the image of Jim holding your wrists fiercely and your dad standing by watching like it's no big deal. Then you think about Luke breaking the window and punching Jim in the face.
"I just don't understand." You say pulling out of the hug and looking at Luke "I new my dad was a little protective, but now he's just acting crazy. He wants to control literally everything I do."
"It will get better, you just have to show him you're your own person."
You smile "How do you always know just what to say."
"I don't." Luke reply's.
"You always seem like you do."
"Well trust me, I don't." He smiles back.
You suddenly see Cody's car coming up behind you, he steps out of the car as you press the gas and go farther out, taking twists and turns until you know you're for sure out of sight.
You sigh once you come to a stop.
"What now?" You ask Luke.
"I don't know." He pauses "But I do know that you have to show your dad your not breaking, and next time Jim touches you, really show him who's boss."
You nod.
Sitting in silence for a bit you say "I want a new wardrobe."
Luke looks at you.
"I have my credit card in this purse, I'm really sick of wearing dresses."
He smiles "I know the perfect place."
You step out of the drivers seat "Lead the way."
15 minutes later
Showing up at a huge clothing store you smile. Both of you step out of the drivers seat and Luke leads you inside.
Once you step in you see t-shirts, ripped jeans, short dresses, and sneakers.
You smile.
Walking over to a red shirt that has a scull on it you say "I want to try on this one, to show my dad and Jim that I'm not just a spoiled rich girl who lets people control her, at least not anymore."
Luke grabs the shirt that looks about your size and swings it over his arm.
Before you know it you have loads of options to try on.
Some of the shirts are, a plain, purple, long sleeve, turtle neck. A blue t-shirt, a pink sweater, a blue sweater, a black sweater, A long sleeve purple shirt with holes to show your shoulders, a black T-shirt with green designs on it, a black and white hoodie, and a yellow, long sleeve, turtle neck.
A lot of the pants you chose are ripped jeans but you also picked out ripped, light blue, jean overalls, 3 pairs of black leggings, a black skirt, blue sweat pants, black sweat pants, dark blue jeans, and black jeans.
For shoes you simply chose a pair of black and white sneakers, some white crocks, and red converse.
"Time to try all this on" you say walking over to a dressing room.
All of the clothes fit except a plain pink sweater, and you think you look great in them, especially the yellow turtle neck which compliments your bun.
Paying for everything you walk out to the car.
The sun is already just beginning to set.
Luke smiles "I can't wait to see how you look in your new clothes"
"Well, once I get home I'll change into some."
You frown thinking about your father and the possibility that that psycho, Jim, is still there.
Stepping into the drivers seat clearly lost in thought Luke says "How about I drive."
"Ya." You nod your head.
Luke looks at the watch on his wrist, it's 7:54 apparently it took a whole lot longer then you thought to pick out, try on, and by all the clothes.
"We have time to wast." Luke says then adds "How about we just go for a drive, it will be relaxing."
Your surprised he makes it sound so early in the day, but you don't care how late it is.
"Relaxing sounds great." You say getting in the passenger seat, this earns a laugh from Luke.
Once he starts the car he roles the windows all the way down and drives for a bit until he reaches a road, an extremely long one. Next to the road there are lakes, fields, and hills and a sign that says dead end.
It's beautiful.
"Can you drive down that road." You say pointing at it.
"Why do you think I drove down here."
You smile.
Driving slower then before down the road, the sun setting in front of you, you've never felt so at peace.
The road is empty, probably because there are no houses and there's a dead end way down the road.
Taking off your seatbelt you lay your head on Lukes shoulder and stare at the setting sun.