"We gotta go to sleep early tonight," Luke said as he drove on the freeway.
"I'm so excited to wake up early."
"You're such a weirdo," he laughed at me squeezing my thigh.
"No I'm completely normal," I pouted.
"No you aren't, but I love you not normal. You're my weirdo though."
I gave him a look and he smiled.
"You're so fucking beautiful, we should go for round two at my house."
I gave Luke another look, "you know how I feel about full houses."
"C'mon I'll cover your mouth and I'll cover mine."
"No I like your moans, I'd be sad if I didn't hear them, and plus your sister could walk in. I'd literally die."
"I'll lock my door goofy."
"What if your bed is loud."
"Trust me it's not," he smirked.
"I don't wanna know what you did with other girls in that bed."
"I'm just saying I made sure the bed was quiet, or we could go on the bean bag."
I gave him a look with my eyebrow raised, "it's a no from me chief, knowing my luck something would go wrong."
"Fine fine, I just wanna see you take control again, I loved that."
"Well I'll remember it for next time I want my brains fucked out and my head slammed against the headboard."
"Man next time I'm putting pillows against that headboard," he laughed.
"I like that idea," I said rubbing my head.
"Don't make me feel even worse," he said pulling my head onto his shoulder.
"Luke it's ok, I already told you I didn't mind it this time... I just wouldn't want it to happen again."
"I'll give you Advil when we get home, then I'm passing out... you wore me out."
"Well, now I know how to put you to sleep," I smiled.
"Yea I think you gotta do that every night."
"Oh no I will not be doing that every night, that would get boring."
"I don't know about that but whatever you want."
I started playing around with Luke's fingers instead of holding his hand.
"You nervous about something?" He asked looking at me.
"I don't think so."
"Oh, I've never seen you play with my fingers before."
"They are fun to play with," I smiled and continued to bend them around.
"Ok just don't break them."
"I promise I will not break your fingers."
The rest of the car ride was pretty quiet, I guess we were both worn out.
"I'm gonna throw our bags into my mom's car," Luke said pulling his driveway.
I nodded half asleep.
"Go upstairs mamas, I'll be up in a second." He passed me the house keys.
"Ok," I said quietly jumping out of the car.
I set Luke's keys on the table and went up the stairs toward his room.
"Dakota?" Molly called out.
"Yea."
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Does he really care?
Fiksi RemajaDakota gets abused, by her alcoholic father and her mom is too busy to notice, she gets bullied at school as well. Until one certain person finds out what's really going on... will they be able to help?