I Hate You But I Love You.

I Hate You But I Love You. Chapter 27

Warning: extreme adult content and language. I apologize in advance.

**Scarlet's P.O.V.**

"So who was that boy you were with?"

I had just walked into my house after school on Friday when my mom asked me that random question.

I dropped my bag by the door, "What boy?"

She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head at me, "The one you were walking around town with yesterday, the one who walked you up to the door."

I started laughing, "Oh, that's Lukas." Her eyebrow perked up, and she took a few steps closer to me.

"Is this Lukas just a friend? How do you know him? What's he like?"

"Whoa mama," I chuckled, holding up my hands, "One question at a time. Yes he's just a friend, he's in my grade. And he's pretty cool." Probably shouldn't tell her about his family situation...

"Hmm," she continued to stare at me with that "mom" look. "Have I met him before?"

I started walking into the kitchen to get something to drink, and she followed me, "Um. I don't think so." I grabbed a bottle of water and started drinking as she leaned against the fridge, staring at me.

Eventually I got tired of this weird "mom-ness" and raised an eyebrow back. She sighed then smiled, "If you wind up going out with him just tell me, okay?" and then she walked out of the room. I could feel my eyebrow twitch.

"Mom! Why are you so weird?" I called after her.

**Lukas' P.O.V.**

The pizza was eaten, the kitchen cleaned, and the chores done.

But I was losing my mind.

I knew that something bad, no-terrible was going to happen, but I was utterly trapped. The smart thing to do would be to leave, but that would mess up things for me even more. I could hide out in my room-which I actually was doing-but what would that do, really?

My mind suddenly went to calling John, but no. Who knows what would happen because of that. I let out an aggravated sigh and fell back on my bed. Might as well get some sleep-it was about 10:00pm. Maybe two more hours until shit hits the walls.

~*~*~*

Rowdy, drunk laughter could be heard from the living room with the sound of a door slamming shut. I felt like jumping out a window. I could feel my heart beat loudly in my ears and I contemplated shoving the dresser against the door.

"Ehh! Lukas! Ge' out 'ere!" Bill drunkenly slurred from the living room. I let out a sigh with a hint of a whimper and depressingly made the way to my doom.

There were three guys with Bill. Two of them I recognized, but the third I had never seen before in my life. He was tall and slim with short messy blonde hair and a scruffy beard. His eyes were creepy though, the way they lingered on me...

Bill had a half empty beer bottle in his hand and was obviously hammered. He slung an arm across blondie's shoulders and pointed at me, "That's me boy! He's only 'ad a fucking piece o' pizza in like two days."

Blondie, obviously less drunk, gave me a creepy smile, "Why, that's no good. The boy looks hungry." And then he licked his lips. Oh shit.

Bill shrugged and took a sip of beer while motioning to the other two in a "you know what to do" gesture. One suddenly grabbed my arms behind my back while the other punched me in the gut. I doubled over and let out a harsh breath. I looked back up but was quickly slapped by Bill, so I let my head drop.