《She's back and she's bad》{Number Twenty}
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The ride home was filled of the boys asking questions while Lucas drove in silence most probably shocked to see me out here not far from the house.
But I could feel his intense stare on me most of the way home while I answer the boys questions in one word sentence.
When we started driving up the drive I was so nervous about seeing everyone again, like it was my first time meeting them.
I wonder if Courtney is mad at me?
Is she alright?
What about Paul?
What does the gang think?
There was snaps of fingers going around my head while the boys snickered, me being me I pulled on Pats fingers and bite into them making him screech in horror.
"You! MONSTER!" He shout dramatically.
Rolling my eyes I get out of the car and walk towards the door that was wide open.
Walking in through the door I'm pulled into a strangling hug from Courtney while Paul tries to squeeze his face into the hold.
"Courtney! That's not fair you've hugged her enough I want a hug too" I heard Paul murmured making me laugh when he moved his head.
Looking down I noticed Paul was looking up with his face squished between our stomachs, he wiggled once again making me laugh louder.
"Okay okay, get off of her you two" a demanding voice bellowed making the two jump three feat of the ground before they shuffle away from me.
Looking around I notice rose standing there with a puffy red face and her hazel eyes shining with hope.
Looking next to her I notice a well built man with his arm around her shoulder with a hopeful look as well.
Running up to rose I wrap my arms around her tightly while she pulls me tighter into her body like she wants me to be apart of her.
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I know I haven't known her long but still it felt like I've known her my whole life.
"I'm so happy your back baby" she cooed while I sobbed into her shirt causing it to go damp.
Pulling away for her I allow her to whip away the tear stains and give me a small peck to the head.
Looking around I take it everyone's happy, sympathetic and worried gazes, sighing I give them a weak small before I mumbled "I'm going to take a shower and head to bed"
They all nod their heads understanding that I wanted to go fresh in up and take a well needed sleep.
Walking up the stairs of the house, or mansion is a perfect term to describe this place.
I walk down the familiar halls while looking at all the familiar photos put up.
Stopping in front of my bedroom door I push it open lightly before I close it behind me.
Walking towards the closet I pull out a pair of silk red booty shorts that match's with a silk cropped spaghetti strap tank top and a pair of underwear before I head to the bathroom for a much needed shower.
Stepping into the shower after I had stripped I had let the hot water hit my face before I let it fall over my shoulders easing the pain and tenseness.
I hadn't even realised the dirt and blood coming off of me, looking over my once perfect body.
I noticed that it was all bruised and had small cuts that will heal within the next couple of days but the bruises will most probably take a week or so.
Washing my hair out with the coconut scented shampoo then conditioner I hadn't realised that my silent tears were mixing in with the water.
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After my crying session in the shower I had gotten out and gotten ready for bed.
Once I was ready I walked out of the steamy hot bathroom letting the steam disappear into the thin air.
Pulling the covers back I slide in with a sigh at the comfortable bed underneath me.
And before I know it I'm falling to sleep at the heavy sounds of rain hitting against my bedroom window.
I woke up to the feeling of someone being outside of my door and it started to freak me out a little bit.
Looking towards the door I qsee a shadow at the bottom of the door before I hear a manly huff come from the other side.
Sitting on my bed for a while my mind pondering if I should opening the door and risk my life for the person on the other side or stay here and hide pretending I'm not here.
Sighing I quietly hop out of the bed and shuffle towards the door before I pull it open and reveal a sexy look Lucas.
Looking over his body I realised he had no top on and was wearing a navy blue pair of shorts with stripped lines going down.
Looking towards his face I noticed the amused looking that was written all over his face before he opened his mouth.
"Mind if I sleep here the night" he asked making my jaw drop to the ground.
Shaking my head lightly I send him a small smile before I move out of the way and let him into my room.
He walks towards my bed and plops down on the best side as I close the door to my room making all lights disappear.
"Come here mi amor" his soft voice filling the silence as it follows with a soft pat of the mattress.
Walking over careful not to fall over anything I slide into the bed move away from him just in case he wanted distance from me.
I felt a light shuffling of my bed before an arm wraps around my waist and pulls me in closer to his body.
Sighing in relief I snuggle further into his hold and once again letting the darkness consume me.
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