Name Game // Luke Hemmings

Chapter 3

It was halfway through the school day, and we were at lunch. Once I finally got to the table everyone hit me with a load of questions.

"Chloe! What the hell happened to you Friday? We were worried sick about you!" Alex spoke up.

"I'm sorry, I felt sick so I went on home. I should've told you guys." I half way lied.

They drifted into a conversation and I drifted into my thoughts. I looked over at Lukes table and when I do I instantly regretted it. He was starring at me, and when I looked over we made eye contact.

"Why are you looking over there again?" Chelsea snapped. "I told you they're no good! Please don't get involved in their shit."

"Chelsea! I'm not calm down," I couldn't help but laugh at her comment.

It was finally the end of the day and I was walking through the parking lot. A car pulled up beside me and slowed down when it got to me.

"Get in the car," the windows rolled down revealing Luke.

"No." Who the hell does he think he is? Like I'm just going to hop in the car with him.

"Chloe, get in the damn car." He was obviously getting annoyed.

"Sorry, please don't say my name in public. I don't want people thinking I'm friends with a psycho..." I smirked.

"Chloe get in the damn car or I swear to god I will-"

"You will what?" I cut him off.

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

At those words, I got in the car. I earned a few stares at the fact that I was getting in none other than the Luke Hemmings car. I earned the biggest stare from Chelsea. I knew I would have to find a lie for this one.

We had been driving for a good 10 minutes and he still had yet to say anything.

"Why the hell am I here, if all you're doing is driving around?" I needed to be home, not here.

"Are you okay from the other night?" He looked at me and actually looked concerned.

"I'm fine."

"No one could be fine after witnessing that."

"I'm fine, seriously." There was a long moment of silence, I looked over at him and saw his arm. He had bandage wrap going around his arm.

"What's that?" I pointed to his arm, breaking the silence.

"It's nothing, it's just a gun shot."

"You got shot?! How? When?" Did he get shot when I was there? Did I just not see it?

He laughed and shook his head, "I'm fine, calm down. It's just a gun shot, happens all the time."

"Happens all the time? What the hell do you do? What happened?" Questions were just falling from my mouth.

"It happened right after you left, Brad tried to run after you so he shot me in the arm, trying to distract me. I shot him in the other leg before he could."

"Why was he after me so much?" Luke looked down when I asked the question.

"That's why I needed to talk to you. Chloe you're a target now. You're a target to all the Johnsons. Brad, I know, went back and told them that I wouldn't let him kill you. They think we're something, just because I wouldn't kill you."

"Why would they think that just because you wouldn't kill me?"

"I've never said no to killing someone that witnessed who we are. Chloe they're out to kill you, you're their main target at this point." My body tensed and my vision went blurry. All this happened because of my stupid name. I couldn't say a word, I couldn't even move.