Beyond captivating

Chapter 7

Lucas POV:

Lucas you are acting like a bastard cause that's what you are
Those words hit me with full force ,
its been two hours now yet
The headache it brought kept its bang in my head and it wouldn't even stop for once ...
God this is so frustrating

Why won't mum leave me alone ,
I love my life this way, why wouldn't she just let me be ...
I needed to get out of here or else I might do something I will definitely regret ...
Nothing is going right,,
she has been getting on my nerve lately and I hate it .. ..I hate her for it...
A whole Lucas Tyson to tie a rope around my neck ...god I can't stand it ...urghhh, I would rather die instead ...
She can call me useless,, am okay with it
This is my life and not hers, how many times will I have to remind her
...its my life damn it ..
and am gonna so live it the way I want to ..
I was about tying the lace of my boot when I heard a knock from the door ....
With burst of fury I raced for the door,
If its that witch then am gonna spat at her face,
I wouldn't care if she's my mum this time....
 

she called me a bastard then am gonna so act like one ...
I pull the door with force only to see one of the maids fumbling her hold on a tray ..
"Sire your food , your mum said....I"
At the mere sight of her
My blood throbbed in a hot surge
I can't believe she is blushing ,
Blushing for who ...
"Get out of my sight, did I ever told you am hungry" I spatted out
"But sire, your, your, your"
She stammered
I cursed briefly and slammed the door closed before she could say another word ...
Are these maids for real ,
I can't believe that girl is blushing,
How old is she??? ...
I might be a flirt, but I would rather faint getting hard than lay my hands on maids ...

MAIDS..urghhh...
Nothing is going right today ...
After tying my boot laces, I raced here and there while I searched for my phone ..
A new loads of Annoyance jell up a cold lump in my stomach while I attack my drawal
Where the hell is my phone, God, and my car keys ...were the hell is it
I spent another fifteen minutes in searching and it hurt a lot cause the frustration was more worst than a heart burn .
I was panting like a tired dog now while my gaze wander round my scattered room...
Did that bitch stole my phone ,
what about my car keys
I was contemplating whether she did or not when my friends entered...
Their bass voices made me flinched, I closed my eyes briefly before bouncing my weight on the bed . ...

"Hey what's up man "
I was sure the smile on their faces faded at the sight of my room ...
"Lucas what's happening in here" tom called out first ...
others except Nigel kept talking only God know what...
Am just so tired and hungry ...
I sent them my dead tired stare while I pant with my mouth slightly open,
I cleared my throat when I realise they were all waiting for the sole reason why i turn my room into a dustbin like

"I was searching for my phone and car keys, but its fine I can easily get another one .."
I raced for the door to call out one of the maids ...
Suddenly my friends let out a laugh except Nigel who pocketed his hands before walking towards me ...

what!!! What's funny!?? ...

Nigel stood across me, his hands was tucked into the pocket of his black trouser...
He was staring at me more like the way my dad usually does ,,
Cool and quiet
I shifted my gaze and surprisingly glared at my other friends who stood there laughing their ass out ....
I was blinking rapidly now as I stared back at Nigel's unsmiling face .
The expression he wore has this kind of serious quality that was so uncompromising...
he was always so hard to read anyways ..
"Your shirt pocket man"

"My , my...my what"

I widened my eyes at Nigel when I touched my shirt pocket ....
I was blinking rapidly now with heated face when I felt my phone and keys...