A Bad Situation.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

We quietly walk around the sides of my house and i tell the boys to stand guard while i go inside. Because its about 10:30 my parents are still awake, so i climb up to my bedroom window and go through, because my Mother must have opened it when i left for school, I walk inside and go to my closet. I grab two medium sized sport bags and open them up. I quickly grab my tops, shorts, skirts, tights, legging, dresses, shoes, socks, bras and undies and fill my two bags. i zip them up and grab my school bag. I empty that and put in a notebook to write, some pens and pencils,some of my favorite books, my laptop, iPod touch, headphones, phone, my wallet (Which contains $300 but i have an extra $700 in my sport bag) a brush, some clips and my makeup bag. I slip my two sport bags on my shoulder and carry my school bag and walk to the window. As i speed up a little bit faster, my foot makes a creaking noise on the floorboard, which just happens to be underneath the lounge room. I suddenly hear noises downstairs which makes me freak out the slightest bit, as i dont want to get caught associating with boys like the ones outside and i trip over my desk chair and fall down. I hear rushing up the stairs at stand up quickly. The door opens and i see my Mum and Dad staring directly at me. my dad runs downstairs to call the Cops and my Mum walks towards me.

"What do you think your doing here? Hmm." She said, in a kinda mad voice.

I walk backwards until i get to the window and stand still. My plan was that i was going to throw my bags with the clothes in in down on the ground and keep my school bag with me because i didnt want to break my laptop and stuff. I quickly throw the bags down as planned, but my Mother, who is quite smart, relised what i was doing. She ran over and grabbed my arm. and pulled me towards the door. I struggled a little bit but then had an idea. I swung my leg up and kicked my mother in the face. She cried in pain and slapped me in return. I was stunned in shock and fell backwards. But as i was too close to the window, i fell out of it. I screamed as i fell and landed onn my back. But was lucky enough as i sorta landed on my bags, and my shool bag fell with me and landed on my stomach, which hurt also. I saw my mum in a ton of anger, smiling at my pain, but angry i got away from her. But now shes going downstairs to come get me. I try to sit up, but feel a spasm of pain shooting down my back. I give a small cry, and see a figure run towards me. As the silhouette runs through a small patch of light, i can see its the 15 year old who laughed at my small joke earlier. He runs towards me and scoops me up. He yells to the others to grab my bags and they do, however reluctant. He ran, and ran, and ran until what felt like hours, we finaly stopped.We where Ks away from where we started, Which was Wollongong , NSW Australia. And we endend up at Keira, somewhere up above Wollengong and found this kind of cottage that was a mustard yellow, and small windows with a red trim around it (A-N the house im describing is made up, but Wollengong is real and so is Keira, but i forgot where it is like the Keira bit cuz i havnt been there in ages, Sorry :)). It had a small graden that was well kept, that had some small flowers that i forgot the name to, but were beautiful. The boy who was carrying me walking straight in and sat me on the lounge. I looked around and saw that it was a beautiful home, and that they really cared for it. It had again, yellow walls and simple furniture. It was small on the outside, but when you looked inside it was quite large. It had, about 4 bedrooms, two bathroms, and two lounge rooms. It had one kitchen, that was really big, and had a nice backyard. Once i had done looking around from the lounge i was lying on, the others walked in with my stuff. They dumped it at the foot of the lounge and stood back to look at me. I got mad at there lack of help so i said sarcastically,

"I dont need any help or anything. Even though you asked me to come along with you, you dont help a girl in need? Wow, great support we get here." And i turn over and close my eyes.

I guess i must have fallen asleep, because when i woke up, i had a blanket on me, and a pillow underneath me. I checked my watch, and it said 4:16am. Great. now how am i supposed to get back to sleep.

"Did you sleep well?"

I sit up as fast as i can, but immediately realise that was a bad idea. My back still hurts like hell. and i don't think i will be able to move for a while.

"Oh, are you ok?" He asks again.

I take a closer look, even though there is no light around us. He can obviously tell im trying to look at him, because he turns on a small lamp, that lights up the whole room easily.

Its the 15 year old who carried  me here. I can see that he has short blonde hair, thats messed up, and beautiful brown eyes that make me think that as im looking directly into them, I'm melting in hot chocolate. He has a slightly tanned body, short for his age and a beautiful smile that makes my heart stop for a few beats. No. Stop. Snap out of it. Hes a murderer, rapist who doesn't give a damn about young girls souls. I turn away and mutter im fine. He gives a slight smile, and say goodnight. I keep my head turned and whisper

"Goodnight to you too".

I look back at where he was sitting, and realise he is still there. I blush slightly and he laughs a small, and lovely laugh. He stops laughing and says

"You are much less vicious then i imaged" And laughs again.

"Yeah, well looks can be deceiving" I whisper back and give the smallest smile i can, without making myself blush aging. Because that was so embarrassing.

"Yeah well. My names Luke by the way. Luke Marks." He says, and then i relize i didnt know hs name.

"Well, Luke Marks. Im Lacey Fare, but it already seems that you know that." I say, in a voice that sounds like im proud of my name and how he knows it already.

"Mhmm. We all have. And i believe that you are very b-"

"LUKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I jump ni shock as i hear Max yelling out to Luke in a voice of, of course, anger.

"Im just talking to Lacey!" He yelled back, angry about the interuption of what he was going to say.

"Just talking to Lacey" He mimiced Lukes voice with great accurency, and yelled in his own voice

"Well I Dont care what your doing. Get back to bed. NOW"

Luke jumped up, said godnight and walked to his room.

I gave Max a look of hatred, and if looks could kill, he would be dead. Actually he would have been dead when i first met him but anyway. He sticks up his finger and walks to his room.

I Mutter to myself

"This is going to be the best new life ever" And go back to sleep.