Lucas' P.O.V. Rose had fallen asleep beside me, but not before filling my heart and ego to the brim. Her knight. I liked that she thought of me that way. I'd happily fight demons and dragons for her. Although, right now, the only demon around is her father. I'll hire a man to do some digging for me. Once I know why he's here I'll pay him a visit myself. I won't let Rose face him again. I opened her journal back up, picking up where I left off on her first day of freshman year high school. I liked seeing this side of Rose. I loved being able to read her innermost thoughts about her life, her friends, and her classes. It was like I was there with her. She was sharing a big part of herself with me by allowing me to read these journals, and I don't plan on letting her down. Dear future me, (Because who says dear diary anymore?) I hope you're doing better than me right now. This new school, although amazing academically, lacks in social etiquette. The girls are all bitchy and the bo

Lucas' P.O.V. Lucas: You on campus? Leo: Yeah, early class today. Lucas: So you're in class right now? Leo: Yeah, everything okay? Do I need to leave early? Lucas: No, everything is good. Just wanted to see what you were up to. I was hoping to have someone to hang out with. I also wanted to talk to him about the devil incarnate. He needs to know she's here. I should have checked in on her more. How did I not know she attended this university? Perhaps I can convince them to kick her out if I give the school a couple million dollars. I would pay a billion if I needed to. That bitch doesn't deserve to go to the same school that Leo goes to. I hadn't seen her since that night. Her face had my mind racing back to the memory of that room, of her on me. It was a memory I try to block out a lot, but it plagues me often. There is no getting rid of that. It's a scar in my brain, something that will never heal fully. All I can do is try to avoid her for now until I can get her out of this

Olive's P.O.V. Lucas' story was sadder than even mine. I knew he didn't like his father and I knew that he had abused his mother, but I had no idea that he had abused Lucas too. I couldn't believe the way his father is using Lisa to control him. I need to find a way to help them both. This isn't right, and he shouldn't be able to get away with this kind of shit. Lucas and I couldn't keep our hands off each other after he asked me to be his girlfriend. He took me to his apartment, that was closer than my flat. We had a quick round of the most passionate sex before he brought me back here for my next class. Although, my mind was riddled with him, his story, and the feel of him on me less than an hour ago now. I heard the way he spoke about Ivy and it hurt my heart to know he had lost someone he was so madly in love with. I'm not so insecure that I would compare myself to a dead woman. I do, however, hope that one day he will talk about me with just as much love. The way he described

Olive's P.O.V. I sat here half naked now. All I had on was my skirt, and my bra that I'm sure I'll be losing in just a minute. Sometimes I just want to slap myself for the ideas I come up with, but Lucas seems to be having fun, so I can't be too mad at myself. "Bra please." He winked at me as he finished another work task. I see now why he puts off work for so long. It is very boring. I can't imagine having to read so many contracts and important papers daily, being careful not to let anything slide through the cracks. The smallest mistake could cost him a lot of money. I unclasped my bra, feeling my boobs bounce as I released them from their shackles. Lucas' eyes hungrily took them in. His gaze and cool breath alone were making my center dampen. I wouldn't be surprised to find a wet spot on his lap if I stood up right now. "I think you're enjoying this too much," I teased him. "I think you are too," he responded, biting my earlobe for a second. Another excruciating long few min

Olive's P.O.V. Lisa was curled into a ball on the floor in front of Lucas' door. She held her knees to her chest with her head down between them."Lisa?" Lucas called to her, making her look up, showing her busted lip and bruised face.Something bad had happened, and the sight of her made me feel like I was 8 again helping mom clean up her wounds. I froze as I stared at her, Lucas did the same. He moved faster than I did, grabbing Lisa quickly, opening his door, and helping her inside. She limped, showing me she must have hurt her ankle or perhaps her leg.It took me a whole minute to convince my legs to move again. I took a slow, heavy step towards his apartment, feeling the trauma rise in me. I swallowed the thick emotion that felt like it was chocking me. I pushed forward, finally making it inside and closing the door behind me. Lucas had a first aid kit out, tending to Lisa's wounds already. His face was serious with his teeth clenched in anger. His nostrils flared, and his jaw t