Promise

Chapter 18

"Like, I don't get it. He tells me to admit that I love him and then he goes straight to Nadia? What the fu-"

Kelsey hugged me.

I sobbed, "I hate this, Kels. I hate that I do love him. I hate that I can't get over him...I wished I had just stayed in Ohio. Maybe, somehow, I could have stopped my dad from dying. I could have stopped me from getting heartbroken several times," I cried.

"No, don't say that. This is stuff you learn from to be better. It's stuff like this that you use to think about where you're going to go next. You shouldn't worry about anything or anyone but yourself, okay? Maybe we should go and focus on ourselves, hm? Let's go find our personalities. Who we are..."

I nodded. I felt a jump of strength in me, "let's do it. Let's go!"

I stood up. Kelsey laughed and grabbed my hand, pulling me back down. "Maybe we should do that tomorrow. It's 12 in the morning," she said.

I giggled, "right."

• last day in Galveston•

I organized my bag. I felt good. Kelsey and I had went out for the entire day, while the guys stayed here, doing random things. I actually had fun today.

There was a knock on my door. I figured it was Kelsey so I opened it Immediately. I felt sick as I saw the same football guy that tried touching me at the beach.

"Stay away from me," I stepped back. "I'm sorry. I treated you like a toy. I don't know why I acted like that..." he explained.

"Were you drunk?" I asked. He shrugged, "I'm not sure."

"Well...does four cups of tequila mean that you were drunk?" He asked. I laughed, "probably for you."

He smiled and then groaned, "I'm really sorry. Drunk me does stuff that aren't okay. I hope you don't feel insecure or anything after that. You're beautiful, okay?" He said. I blushed, "thanks. And it's okay."

He smiled. We stared at each other. "I'm Mark," he stuck his hand out. I grabbed it and shook it, "I'm Leah."

"That name fits you perfectly," he said. I smiled, "thanks."

"Okay, well. I'll see you around school, right?" He asked. "Yeah, of course," I nodded. He smiled and walked off. I looked to see Luke at his door. "Were you listening to everything?" I asked. "No. I started listening when he said 'you're beautiful, okay?'" Luke mocked Mark in a rude way.

"Stalker much?" I said.

I walked back in my room, but I didn't hear the door close. I turned around and saw Luke in my room. I heard the door close completely. "Luke, what are you doing? Get out."

He started walking towards me. I took steps back. "Just say it," he said. I felt myself bump into my bed. "Say what?" I asked he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. "Say that you love me," he said.
I looked up at him. "No."

He put his hand on my chin, lifting my head, so I could look at him. He looked at my lips. He leaned in. I could feel his bottom lip slightly touch mine. "Say it," he said. I tried to kiss him but he pulled away just a little so I didn't catch him. "Come on, baby, say it."

Baby.

"No, you say it," I looked at his lips and then in his eyes. He looked at my eyes. "I love you so fucking much, Leah. I think I want to marry you," he said.
I let out a small laugh, "We're only 16."

"I know. But later in the future."

I blushed and pushed him off playfully. He smiled, "We're going to have 10 kids," he said. My eyes widened, "ten?"

"Fine, 5."

"Three," I told him. "Four," he said. "Two," I said.
"Okay, Fine; three."

"So, we are having kids?" He asked. I rolled my eyes, playfully. "How about we practice?" He asked, looking at the bed. I hit his chest. I turned around to get my backpack. I felt his arms around my waist. I smiled a little. "Mom told me about the babysitting," he said. "Mhm," I said as I felt him kiss my neck. I bit my lip. "Maybe, once Vanessa falls asleep, we could have fun ourselves, huh?" He said.

He kissed my shoulders slowly, trying to seduce me.

I turned around and kissed him. He kissed back almost immediately. His hands traveled down my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pushed me on the bed and continued kissing my neck.

"He sure knows how to make a girl feel good, huh?"

He took off my shirt.

...a picture of Luke taking my shirt off. There was a camera in the room...

I pushed him off. I put my shirt back on. "What's wrong?" He asked. I grabbed my backpack. "Leave," I told him. "But...why?" He asked. Tears fell down my face. He stood up front the bed and walked towards me. "Get away from me," I said.

"What did I do? I just want to know-"

He tried putting his hand on my cheek. "Don't touch me," I took a step back. There was a loud knock on my door. "We're leaving!" I heard Jacob's mom yell. Luke tried grabbing my arm. "Leah. I know I'm fucked up. I know I do stupid things, but I just want to be with you," he said.

"No, you don't. I'm tired, okay? Please just leave me alone. I don't believe your lies anymore."

"What did I do this time. I swear the pictures weren't me, and I swear I love you and I swear I'm changing for you. All the things I said in the elevator aren't true. You're not annoying at all. You're not playing hard-to-get, I just really want us to work. I thought maybe you would say something and things would work-I don't know. I just know that I don't want to be with anyone else but you. Every other girl is nothing compared to you-"

"Don't fucking lie! Ugh! Why do you have to be this way? I've said it so many times and I'm going to say it one more time; leave.me.alone," I grabbed my backpack and walked to the door. He grabbed my arm and pushed me against the door, harshly.

"What do you mean?! Im not lying! What's wrong, Leah? I promise whatever it is, it has an explanation and I had nothing to do with it."

"Oh, so you have nothing to do with Nadia? She came out of your room the night of the elevator. She was in a sports bra. Were you trying to take pictures of her, too?" I said, sarcastically .

He looked down and his eyes widened. He looked back up at me, "Leah. That has an expl-"

"Shut up! I don't want to talk to you, okay?" I yelled.