Lucy's P.o.V
I looked at him, startled, and stumbled after him as he walked quickly toward the exit. I almost had to run, looking everywhere but at his face. When I dared to look at him out of the corner of my eye after a few minutes of walking, all I saw was a slight grin and I looked down at the ground in shame.
What the hell was his mission?
"You're really dumb...", I muttered.
"But hot.", he countered without batting an eye.
We spent the rest of the way in silence, once home I put my bag in a corner, looked around. My gaze fell in all directions, searching everything for other people.
"We're alone." he murmured from behind against the tender skin on my neck.
I could literally feel his grin and my knees went weak as his 3 day beard brushed my neck.
"So. Do you have your pills?" he asked casually.
I just nodded sheepishly and sat down at the table where I must have spent 3 hours doing my homework. Afterwards, I strolled through his home. I made a beeline for the sofa and looked a little uncertainly at the man who had followed me.
"You and Mrs Sofa don't like each other?" he grinned, but his look changed to a serious one when he saw the fear in my eyes.
He came closer to me and looked deep into my eyes, taking my hand in his and brushing the strand of hair from my face. He moved closer and closer to me, stroking my cheek.
"Don't be afraid.", he whispered to me and pushed me a little against the wall.
Our eyes met, his cleared, and he turned away, sighing.
"To bed with me?" he asked, stripping off his shirt and pants.
It was already 9:00 p.m., where had the time gone?
A bit befuddled, I nodded and quickly scurried to his bed. With a short laugh, he lay down next to me, looking at the ceiling.
"Do you want to have clothes from me or sleep in your school clothes?" he smirked at me.
I looked away, embarrassed, and stared at the wall in offense as he threw a large shirt in my face.
"Have fun with that," he laughed, glancing briefly at me before walking out of the room. I quickly took the opportunity to pull off my way too warm sweater, through clenched teeth, I let the bra slide off my shoulders.
Colin's P.o.V.
Sighing, I looked through the crack in the door. Her back was full of bruises and scars. Her spine was clearly visible. As innocent as a little girl, she sat in my bed and hissingly pulled on my shirt. Unable to control it myself, I quietly walked into the room, sat behind her and held her as she gasped in fright.
"Shh little one." I sighed, kissing her neck. "Get some rest," I murmured and put my hands around her stomach, unzipping her pants and pulling them off.
My shirt reached almost to her knees. I noticed her anxious look, but just gently stroked her thigh and pushed her down into the bed. I wrapped her in the blanket and left the room.
Fuck. She shouldn't be keeping me so busy. She was just some girl... Not her, she wasn't just any girl.
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Ocean Eyes
Teen Fiction"Lucy do this, Lucy do that! Lucy, this is bad for you!" I could scream. So loud that everyone would hear. My life was planned out and gray. If he hadn't been in the right place at the right time, I would be flying with the angels, or more likely b...
