You Don't Know Me (Punk Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 13: Lies, Lies and Even More Lies

*LACEY'S POV*

The second when I walk into the school building, everyone starts to staring at me. Well, I already know what is this about. I know everyone already heard Luke's version of that night. It's actually pretty embarrassing. Me, walking to my locker with every single pair of eyes on me. Suddenly I feel someone takes my hand and drag me somewhere. Girls' toilets. The person locks the door, so no one can walk in. She turns around to me and cross her arms on her chest "what the hell were you thinking?" she starts yelling at me. I roll my eyes, "what are we talking about?" "Damn it Lace, you had the whole house for yourself and all you did were calling Luke and having sex with him? Are you insane?" I take a deep breath, "look, I know what you heard and it's not true. He made up this version, so I'm going to be the bad one. I was almost sleeping when he came to the house plus he was drunk. He fucking raped me Lola" tears start to run down my face. I may pretend that I don't care, or that it doesn't hurt me, but opposite is the truth. I used to be a good girl, who everyone likes. Everyone was smiling at me. But since he came into my life, it's turning to the dark side. My world is turning upside down. I feel someone's hands on me. They pull me into a hug. I guess she's the only person who stays there for me.

I can't believe I feel something for this person. I don't know how to get out of this. I want to forget. I want to hate him, but I can't. I can't hate him because I love him. I don't want to love him, but looks like the heart wants what it wants. Lola was right when she told me to stay away from him. I was so stupid when I didn't listen to her.

*LUKE'S POV*

Everyone leave to the classes after the bell rang. I am alone in the hall. Damn it! I punch the locker with my fist. I'm such an asshole. I shouldn't tell them about it. I should keep it for myself. I know if I wouldn't tell anyone, she would be pretending that nothing happened.

I pick up my backpack from the ground and instead of going to the class I'm going to the backyard. Suddenly I turn right and walk to the school stadium. I'm walking up the stairs to the top of the tribune. I need a fresh air. I need to think about what I've done. I know that everyone thinks I'm a badass. The bad boy. But they don't know me. They don't know anything about me. They don't know my past. They don't know what happened. They don't have any idea I just screwed up every single chance to get closer to the person that really matters to me. I need to find the way how to get back close to her. I know she's not going to talk to me. I know apologize will not going to be enough. I know she won't be alone now. Nowhere.

*LACEY'S POV*

I am lying in my bed. Today was such a bad day. If today they were staring at me like that, I can't imagine what they will do for the rest of the week. Or month, or for the rest of the school year. Or for the rest of my life? I can't do this anymore. I hate this guy. I really... don't. Why am I lying to myself? I love him. I'm in love with him. Even after everything what he did to me. He has to have something in him. Something which makes me to think about him all the time. I need to get rid of it. I want to forget about him. I need to forget about him. I have to forget about him.

---- NEXT DAY ----

*LUKE'S POV*

I'm staring at the board and looking at what the teacher is scrawling on it. It's a stupid algebra. I will never use it in my life. Why do I have to learn that stuff? Well, I'm actually pretty good at math, but the teacher thinks I'm dumb, because it's not a part of my reputation to be a brainiac. My mum is a math teacher, so I had to spend a lot of time by learning math. She's really strict. When I came home with my first tattoo, she almost killed me. It basically happened with every single one I got next.

"Mr. Hemmings?" I think I hear my name. "Mr. Hemmings" the teacher is standing right next to mine desk. "Yeah?" I ask like I don't give a fuck. That's probably because I don't. "Do you know the answer?" he asks me and I look at the board. Of course I do. It's 42. But instead of it I shake my head. "That's what I thought" he says and go back to the front of the class. I feel like someone is burning holes into my body with glance. I look around and catch the person staring at me. I look right into her eyes and then I got an idea.

When the bell ends the class, I pack all mu stuff and walk towards the teacher. "Mr. Johnson?" I speak to him. He turns around and face me. Well he's smaller than me, but whatever. "Yes Mr. Hemmings?" he asks with raise eyebrows. "Ehm, I just want to ask you, ehm, if, ehm, can you get me someone to tutor me?" I spout. He smirks. "I'm glad you asked. I was actually thinking about that. I wanted to offer you the tutoring" I nod. Then he looks around the class and his sight stop somewhere in the back of the class. "Miss White, can you come here for a second?" he asks her. I didn't even notice she's still in there.

*LACEY'S POV*

I come closer to Mr. Johnson and him. What the hell is going on? I hope he's not going to asks me to tutor him. I stop right in front of Mr. Johnson "what's going on Mr. Johnson?" I ask innocently. "Could you please tutor Mr. Hemmings? He has some problems with algebra" the teacher says and I have to control myself to not to start shout at him. I don't know what kind of game is he playing, but I don't like it. The only problem is, that tutoring will give me some extra credits, and who knows if there will be someone else who i can tutor. He's patiently waiting for my answer. I finally nod to agree with tutoring this asshole.