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CHAPTER 77: Sad endings
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Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 78: A million reasons why
"Are you embarrassed of me? Or is it just to be seen with me?" Luka gave a dry chuckle but the question shocked me so much I got up startled and hit my head on the board. "Ouch." He was up almost immediately to check on me and where I hit my head. He rubbed the spot massaging it gently with his fingertips. His kindness made my heart clench. I grabbed the bottle of water that usually sat on my bed stand and took a long swig then wore my panties back and paddled away to find something better to wear. "I didn't ask you that question just so you can get dressed, " he called out after me. I returned still naked and I picked up the black tee shirt he came in. It fell way past my hips and it smelled like him. He didn't bother dressing up but I picked his briefs and tossed it his way. "If I knew the question was going to make me lose my view I shouldn't have asked," he grudgingly wore his briefs and sat up in bed. "I want us to be dressed so that you can understand the severity of what I
Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 79: Family Dinner
"Isabella, open the door right this minute!" My mom yelled while we scrambled around. Luka struggled to put on his clothes while I struggled to find something else to wear. He gathered his jacket and boots and moved towards the toilet. "What are you doing?" I whispered in shock, pulling him back, "you need to go, like in that direction," I pointed towards the window and he nodded, struggling to put on his shoes as he trailed in that direction. I rushed after him and watched him climb down, as lithe as a jumping monkey. The moment he jumped out, I struggled to smooth the bed as much as I could. I just hoped the air didn't smell of sex and all of that. "Isabella!" The octave of her voice was deeper and I knew that she was close to her elastic limit at this point. "I'm coming mum," I answered groggily and opened the door. I rubbed my eyes with my knuckle and used the best sleeping voice I had, "what is it mum?" She pushed past me to enter the room and looked around. "So you want to
Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 80: Tammy's Secret
Tammy: I'm ready to tell you the truth now, let's talk tonight at my placeMe: alright. Today was the last day of school exams. It's been a whole month of me figuring life by myself without my old friends, constant bullying from Maya and hiding my relationship with Luka. He didn't seem content with it till now but he allowed me, as long as we didn't let hiding away spill into our time with each other. "Who is that?" Luka asked now and I turned to face him and shook my head, "nothing important.""It definitely is. Look at the expression on your face, the question made you sad." He squeezed my thigh gently for support and I gave him a small smile. "It's Tammy. She wants us to talk tonight." I sighed heavily and looked out the window. The last one month everytime I tried talking to her she kept avoiding me. I can't shake off the fact that this time around it's something different. She was also more withdrawn in school, like something was going on with her. "Oh." Luka scoffed and fac
Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 81: First Fight
"Hold the pose," Luka commanded. I looked at the boy in front of me with shiny bright eyes with Tacos by the side and a drawing pad in front of him. How did I get here? One minute I was trying to explain to him that I had lots of stuff to do after practise. The next I was trying to list all the reasons why I wasn't going to leave school with him and the next I'm leaving with him, we were getting food from a food truck and driving to the ocean. I stared at the ocean, relaxing and breathing in the clean air. It made sense why Luka said being by the water was his best thing. His eyes were focused on travelling between me and his drawing pad. There was nothing for me to do except to sit still, breathe, and stare at him. I'm still in awe of how I feel whenever I look at him. It's like fireworks and warmth explode inside my chest and I'm overwhelmed with affection and tenderness. The need to never see him hurt or lack or suffer just engulfs me. My mom was right. I have it so bad for h
Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 82: Secret Revealed
I was gathering my things to leave when he entered with a tray full of food. "I didn't expect you to get dressed so soon," he called out and dropped the tray beside the bed. "I do like your outfit choice though." I was wearing his clothes since mine were wet. A grey pants that were exact to his that I had rolled up at the waist to shorten its length and so that it sat well on my waist. I paired it with a black tee shirt which had the finest cotton material I've ever touched. I was struggling to slip on my shoes, not bothering to answer him. He came to stand in front of me and pulled my hair sharply which made me wince in pain, "ouch. What was that for?" "Why are you ignoring me? I went to get food for you and I came back and you're getting ready to leave." "Maya has been calling you." I informed rolling my eyes. "Okay and so?" He asked in anger. "Is this your way of telling me something again, by choosing her?" He scrunched up his face and I walked to the bathroom to gather my
Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 83: That night
My ears were ringing. Her lips were moving but I couldn't hear anything she was saying. It's like a wall has been erected between me and her and no communication could pass through. I felt bile rising in my throat and the strong urge to throw up everything I just ate. With shaky hands I raised the abandoned glass of water on the table to my lips, spilling some over in the process. It quelled the nausea temporarily but it didn't do anything to stop the squeezing feeling in my chest. It took me a while to calm down but when I did the first question I asked was when? "Before he took a two years hiatus from school. It was the last party he attended. I finally stopped being the shy girl and I went." This didn't match the story in my head. Luka told me that he had to leave one night after a fight with his father. He just woke up and realized that if he stayed under his house one more night he would go mad so he just got on a bus and kept running. What if it wasn't his father that he w
Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 84: His fear
My phone pinged with a text and I rushed to it, ruffling my wet hair with a towel as I picked it up. It wasn't Bella, it was Paula asking me about something and I couldn't help hissing and flinging the phone to the bed. It's been two days since we last talked. She was barely answering my messages and when I called her last night her voice was groggy like she was asleep and I had to end it quickly. I also messaged her this morning if she wanted to hang out with me and the guys but she hasn't replied all day. I know we saw each other just three days ago but I was missing her and I know I have it bad at this point. I padded barefoot to the closet and searched for what to wear and chose a black shirt and blue jeans. A simple slip on will have to serve for footwear and I used my Tom Ford scent for the evening. All I'll be doing now is to hang out at Dylan's house instead of going to the club. I feel like she is still mad at me regarding my leaving her alone to move on to college. It's
Becoming the bad boy's pet CHAPTER 85: Choosing Tammy over him
"Isabella!" The shrill scream of my sister's voice pulled me back to the present and I rushed to put off the gas. The smoke alarm was whirring loudly already and in my rush, I put my hand to the pot to remove it from the fire and it burnt both my fingers and the insides of my right wrist that touched the metal side of the pot. I dropped the pot in pain from being burnt and it fell on the floor in a large clang. The rest of the oat mixture that was burnt black and congealed, spilled out with some of it splashing on my legs and the rest all over the floor. I jumped back and screamed in pain at the hot liquid. Annie-Marie rushed to put off the stove and I went towards the sink and put my hands under the rushing water to cool of the burning sensation. My eyes filled with unshed tears as I stared at the patch of skin that was turning red, the smoke in the air and the mess on the floor. It was the appropriate description of my life. A hot, big mess. I soaked a towel to wipe off the par
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