Fixed Love

“No! I wanna tell you why I’m here. With Luke.” I stated.

“Then tell me.” He said driving.

“I was kidnapped.” I stated and he pulled over.

“Da fuq?”

I explained to him and he just sat there shocked.

“You?” he asked and I nodded.

“Have to get married?” I nodded again.

“To Luke?” his voice was full of disgust.

“Wowza.” He stated starting to drive again.

“Can you like? Oh god I’m confused. You can still see other people though right? Since you don’t even know Luke?” he questioned.

“I….have no clue.”

“So what are you gonna do?” he asked pulling in to the apartment.

“Go to bed.” I groaned getting out and shutting the door to his white Volvo.

~Next day~

4:56 P.M.

I sat on my bed eating Taki’s with my new yoga pants.

My phone rang and I licked my fingers before answering it.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Uh….its Luke? I’m outside your apartment.” He stated.

I got up and looked outside.

“You are?” I questioned peeking through the blinds.

He saw me through the window and waved.

“For the dinner with my mum. Remember? Are you ready?” He asked.

“Of….course I am.” I lied, shimmying of my yoga pants and sweatshirt.

“I’ll be out in a second.” I said and hung up.

Shit.

I don’t know what to wear!

He didn’t tell me if it was casual or not.

Before thinking, I called him back.

“You’re not ready are you?” He chuckled.

“No…” I laughed.

“I’ll be up, hold on.” He hung up.

I am not wearing clothes.

I hurried to my drawers and pulled out shorts and a T-Shirt.

They would definitely showcase my scars, but I was in a hurry.

I went out in the living room were Ashton was stuffing his face with popcorn watching the titanic and crying.

“Were is…?” Luke started to ask Ashton before he saw me.

“Ohhh Tessa.” Luke commented and walked up to me grabbing my arm.

I grunted and pulled it away.

“Come on, my room is over here.” I ignored him and led him to my bedroom.

“Are those old? They better be old?” He warned. Really? He doesn’t even know me and he thinks he can control what I do to my own body? Not likely.

“Not that it’s your business, but yes. They are old.” I said dryly, annoyed that he had the nerve to ask.

“Im not judging or anything I swear. I wear bracelets for a reason.” He said muttering the last part.

I looked to his wrist, and he did have a lot of bracelets going half way up his arm.

I shook my head and went to my closet.

“This?” I asked raising an eyebrow and holding up a dress.

He laughed at me. “Were just going to my parents house.”

I sighed and put it back.

“I don’t know how to dress.” I huffed.

“You can literally wear what your wearing, it honestly doesn’t matter.” He stated.

I looked down at my T-Shirt and shorts, and the purple scars on my thighs and wrist.

“Okay…maybe not. But just put on like jeans and a T-Shirt.” He shrugged.

I grabbed a blouse and jeans and went in the bathroom to change before coming back out and driving to his mother’s house.

“I have to warn you first…my mother is very….different. She’s….to put it lightly….a drug addict.” He stated.

“Oh? Is it just your mom?” I asked.

“No no, it’s my dad, mum and my little sister.” He informed.

“But my Dad isn’t a druggie I swear. He’s probably uh.” Luke cleared his throat. “Busy tonight. Him and my mum have an open relationship.” He said embarrassed.

We knocked on the door and a skinny woman opened the door a crack, peering her eye in.

“Who is this?” She rasped.

“My girlfriend.” Luke said with a half smile.

That’s gonna take some getting used to.

She opened the door and let us in.

“Mom, this is Tessa English, my girlfriend. Tess this is my mum Lizbeth.” He introduced.

Notes

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