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Ninety-Five: fucking waste of time

Lukas's POV

My heart was beating out of my chest and I couldn't control my nerves. I waited in the car for Bella while she was inside the police station. I went with her at first but couldn't go in with her while she filed the report. To be honest, I wasn't sure if I could have dealt with hearing all the details of her abuse either. I also wasn't feeling like waiting inside because I was getting enough judging looks, as if I am the one who did something to her. Disgusting. People judge but they don't even think twice about how those judging looks make someone feel. Fucking uncomfortable and now I'm nervous too because she'll think I abandoned her.    

The sky was turning grey as my heartbeat quickened and soon it was going to rain, or even storm because those definitely looked like thunderclouds. I was right, even before Bella got out, the sky started pouring raindrops into the hood of my car, my windshield completely engulfed with falling raindrops, like I parked underneath a waterfall. Soon, thunder made the sky dark and ominous with loud roars pealing through the streets. Come on baby, what's taking so long. The loud bangs of the storm passing made the wait even more dreadful than it already was.

I tried to look out of my side window, focusing on a small jewelry on the other side of the road, it's window shining bright underneath the dark sky while I was lost in thought, the future in my head just as bright as that window. "Shit you scared the hell out of me!" I shrieked loud while the passenger door swung open and Bella flopped down in her seat, her hair and jacket soaked, her eyes bright red.

"Are you happy now!" She scoffed taking out an envelope from her bag before throwing it on the dashboard.

"Baby..." I looked at her completely in shock, my mouth parting as I wanted to say something but couldn't.

"That's proof I filed a complaint and asked for a restraining order, not that it's going to help anything." She nodded towards the envelope, her words cutting through the air with a bitter tone.

I still couldn't bring a words pas my lips while my gaze fell on her, my hand reaching out the push the wet strands away from her face, but she quickly held up her hand to push mine away. The hurt her rejection caused made my chest feel tight and the lump in my throat even worse. "What are you mad at me for?" I asked putting my eyebrows in a sad frown, my voice breaking with confusion.

"Nothing." She said, taking of her soaked jacket. Even her movements were filled with anger as she forcefully threw her jacket into the backseat. It's obviously not nothing ... "Nothing Lukas!" Bells scoffed as she fell back into her seat, crossing her arms with brewing frustration. "This was a fucking waste of time!" She shrugged her shoulders.

"What do you mean." I asked her carefully, while trying to touch her once more, hoping she would let me because I almost couldn't handle the way she pushed away my hand. I put my hand on her thigh to get her attention, the get something from her other that a hiss. She shook her thigh to get rid of my hand, but I didn't give in and held on, much to her annoyance. "Don't push me away, baby."

She immediately scoffed at my words. "Maybe you should push a little less!" She ripped her thigh away from my hand and faced her back towards me, her gaze directed out of the window without saying another word.

What the fuck do I do now? I clenched my jaw trying to hold back the hurt from spilling with my tongue. Maybe just don't say anything for a while, let her be. I clenched my hand around the steering wheel for a second, trying to get rid of my own frustration. There was not much I could do, she would just push me away more, so I made the engine purr and took off. Where to? I'm so skipping my next class now... While the thunder kept roaring through the sky and the wipes wiped away the rain from my windshield I looked to my side. She was well off into her own thoughts, as tears rolled down her cheeks. I have seen her cry so many times lately while all she deserves is an uncomplicated smile on her face. This needs to stop, I want her to be happy.