Story Title: I knew it was wrong but I just couldn't help myself.
Writer: EllyJaneex (OakField) - Read A/N.
Chapter One: Crazy first few days.
When life offers you two choices, you're obviously going to take the best one, right? But what if the best one, was the wrong one? And it makes your life tip upside down.
"Lucie" He whispered. "Take the pill. What harm could it do?"
I looked down at the pill in my hand. I could hear his deep breath, breathing somewhere close. I could see the figure of his shadow, in the darkness. I could feel his eyes watching me, filled with wonder.
I sighed, tipped my head back, and took the pill in my hand. That's where everything went wrong.
I woke up feeling drozy. I lifted my head, to get a picture of where I was, but everything was blury.
"Erugh" I groaned. That's when I heard him chuckle.
"Huh?" I mumbled, as if to ask 'Who are you?'
"Morning sunshine" He said.
"Who are you? Where am I? Take me home"
He got up and walked towards me. Once he was in front of me, he ran his fingers through my hair. "Ooh Lucie, You NEVER have to go home again."
The way he said never bothered me. And before I could say anything, I felt the wait of his lips on mine. I pushed him away as the smell and taste of beer hit me.
"Get away" I said, sitting up and climbing out of the un-familar bed. I stood up on my feet, carefully. My legs were shaking. I turned around and looked at him.
"What have you done to me?" I asked, with a hint of fear in my voice.
He just laughed. "Lucie, be careful."
Before I could asked what he meant, he left the room, and didn't look back.
I sat back down on the bed and placed my head in my hands.
"Ooh Lucie, what have you done." I mumbled to myself. "You've really done it this time."
I looked around the room, the dark, smelly, little room. There wasn't much too it. A bed, a desk and a couch. That was about it. If you don't count the bottles and ciggerette packets on the floor.
I walked towards the door, of which the man had left. It led to a dark hallway.
Which way? I asked myself. The left side looked lighter than the right. But when that man left, he took the right.
I sighed. "Here goes nothing." I whispered and turned right.
The hallway was silent, except for the sound of my breathing and footsteps. Occasionally I'd walk past a door. But I'd be too scared to see what was behind it.
I carried on walking down the hallway, till I came face to face with a dark black door. I looked around, there was no other way, but going back down the hallway.
I opened the door slowly, half scared of what I would find, half scared if anyone would hear.
I peeped out the door and saw it opened up to an Alley way in the back of beyond.
I stepped outside and carefully shut the door behind me.
It was mid-Autumn, so there was a slight chill in the air. But that wasn't what made me feel cold.
My head was banging, and my heart was beating over 100 M/P. My only aim was to get away from here, as soon as possible. I started walking slowly down the Alley. It wasn't long before I picked up my speed.
I came to a corner, and went around it, to come face to face to some big, tough looking guys.
I gasped and took a couple of steps back.
"Stay right there" One of the guys said, pointing a gun at me. I did as I was told.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I-I-I-I'm Lucie.. I don't know what I'm doing here."
"Aah, Blake's girl. Get in the car" He said, pointing to a big, black truck. I would of run for it, but he was still pointing the gun at me, So I did as I was told.
I climbed into the back of the truck and sat on the floor. One of the guys shut the door, then locked it. Gulp.
I reached in my pocket for my phone, only to find it was gone.
I sighed and tried to stay calm as the truck went over bumps and potholes in the road. Words couldn't describe how scared I was.
That was when I noticed the boy sitting in the corner, watching me.
"Hello?" I asked. He didn't reply. I crawled over to him. "Hello?" He looked scared. "I'm not going to hurt you. Did someone bring you here?"
He nodded. "Yeah U-Uh, Hi. I'm Sam." He held out his hand.
"Lucie" I said, taking his hand. "Maybe if we had met in better circumstances, we could of been great friends."
He half smiled. "We don't know what's going to happen yet."
"I have a feeling that we don't want to know" I said, looking at him.
I looked at Sam. He had shaggy brown hair, that feel into his eyes. His eyes were blue, but horrible to look at because of the black eye he had.
I smiled at him. "Well Sam who I've just met, I have a feeling this isn't the last I'll see of you"
All of a sudden, the truck came to a halt, throwing me against Sam.
"S-S-Sorry." I mumbled.
"No worries" He mumbled back.
It was dark and grotty in the truck, so when the guys opened the truck door, the light was blinding.
"Right, come on you two. We could get alot of money of you."
"What do you mean?" I very stupidly asked.
"We mean, GET OUT OF THE TRUCK." He shouted, reaching for his gun.
I gulped and shot up, climbing out of the truck, Sam following behind. They tied me and Sam together by our ankles with a rope. Was this turning into my worst nightmare?
They dragged me and Sam along through a load of Alleys. I felt like a slave, being dragged along like this. They shoved us into a dingy looking night club, full of people smoking, drinking, and by the looks of things, taking drugs.
"Oh no.. We're not.. Are we?" I whispered, tears forming in my eyes.
"I'm afraid you are" The man told us, smiling at the women walking towards us.
"I'll take the boy" She smiled, handing over some money. Sam looked at me as the rope from around his ankles was untied. The woman grabbed his hands and dragged him away. Sam took his legs and lifted hers up so she fell to the ground. He punched her in the face and ducked as the man shot a bullet at him.
"SAM" I screamed. "BEHIND YOU."
Sam turned around and ducked the punch some big guy through him. Suddenly, someone shot a gun and everyone started screaming, heading for the doors. Except no on could escape. Blocking the door was a gang of guys.
"CALM DOWN" The leader shouted. Everyone stopped and looked at him. He was sort of cute. He turned and looked at me.
"Let her go." He pointed at the guys who had a hold of the rope. He walked towards me. "So we meet again Lucie."
"Excuse me?" I asked.
He chuckled. A chuckle that I recognise. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Blake."
Blake? Where was that name familiar?
"OK.."
"Walk with me Lucie" Blake said, waving me to follow.
I followed him, slowly.
"I was the one that brought you here Lucie."
I looked at him, shocked. "Why?"
"Because..." He paused. "Your special Lucie. You're not like everyone else."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean, there is no one in this world like you. And I'm here to protect you. There's no point in hating me. You're stuck with me, no matter what." He held out his hand, which held a little pill. "Take it" He demanded.
"No." I shook my head.
"C'mon Luce" He held onto the word Luce. "You trusted me before, trust me again."
I looked at him and sighed. I took the pill, tipped my head back, and swallowed.
"Why'd you make me take that?" I asked, slightly drozy.
"Because, I wanted you to. Now stop talking and hurry up." He grabbed my hand and pulled me along with him.
I was silent for about 30 seconds before I asked "Where are we going?"
Blake looked behind us, checking no one was following. "My place. You need to freshen up babes. Do you have any idea how much you smell?"
"No.." I said, sniffing, to try and see if I could smell myself.
"Crap" Blake mumbled, pulling us round a corner and pushing me against a wall. "Be quiet" He whispered.
I did as he said. To prove how scared I was, I held my breath.
A few people walked past, but I didn't think Blake had any reason to hide from them. As soon as they were out of sight, we were off again. We came to a house, which I'm guessing was Blake's. He opened the door and I followed him in.
"Make yourself at home" He said, smiling at me. "No, seriously. I mean it. Go get a shower." He pointed up the stairs. "First door you come too."
I smiled and nodded. I wasn't really sure about this, but I went up anyway.
After I was showered I wrapped myself in a towel.
Blake was stood outside the bathroom.
"I er, went to the shop, and got you these." He held out a pack of underwear, looking embarrassed. "I also got you some more pills. And for now, you can wear these". He handed me the pile of stuff and pushed me back into the bathroom.
I put on the underwear, Blake's pair of grey sweats, a white baggy top, and his old hoodie.
I picked up the pills sighing. I had to hide them. It wasn't the best idea but it was one. I flushed the pills down the toilet.
I went downstairs and found Blake in his living room. I sat across from him on the sofa and pulled my legs up, wrapping my arms around them.
"Blake..?" I asked.
He turned to me. "Yeah?" That was the softest I've heard his voice all day.
"Why do you do drugs?"
He paused and looked away. When he looked back at me he had tears in his eyes. "Because I'm messed up Luce. There's plenty of people after you, and I'm only trying to help."
"By giving me drugs?"
He nodded. "When you take drugs, you can't always remember everything. Which is why i give you them. To get you somewhere, away from people, and yu won't remember them."
"Oh.." I mumbled. I still didn't think that was a good enough excuse but, hey, what did I know about drugs?
I leaned back into the sofa. "So... What now?"
He looked at me confused.
"You said I was special and you're protecting me. Now what?"
"We wait. Hm.. You hungry? I'm in the mood for pizza."
"Yeah sure, whatever. Avoid the question."
He laughed and dialled the number.
I turned to the T.V.
I wonder if anyone had noticed I had gone?
When the pizza came, Blake offered me some. I refused.
"Ooh come on Luce."
"Don't call me that." I snarled.
"Either eat, or I'll force drugs down yours throat." He glared at me.
I took a slice of pizza and took a bite. And another. And another. Soon enough I had eaten 4 slices.
I burped and then blushed.
"Come on you girl."
He burped a bigger burp.
After a while Blake got me some water. I drank if and started to feel dizzy. Soon all I could see was blackness.
I woke in another un-familiar bed. I looked around and the room looked like a bedroom. Probably Blake's. I was about to get out of bed when I noticed him sleeping on the floor, with only a pillow.
"Aw" I whispered. "He slept on the floor for me". Maybe he wasn't all bad? No Luce. He's a druggie.
Blake turned and opened his eyes. "Hey Luce. You hungry?"
I shook my head and watched him get up and stretch his back. The way his muscles moved fascinated me.
"Staring problem much?" He asked.
I blushed. "Eh, no. I was thinking. Hey, did you drug me last me?"
He nodded. "Yep. Clever, aren't I?" He grinned.
"As about as clever as a druggie gets. So why are we hiding here anyway?"
"Those guys at the club are bad. We need to get away when they aren't around."
"Away? To where?"
"Maybe Vegas." He winked at me and my heart skipped a beat.
It was too late. I was falling in love with the guy that drugged me.
"Luce" Blake shouted. "Luce, pack a bag of stuff YOU'LL NEED."
"What?" I asked.
"We're leaving. NOW. Hurry up." He said, pushing me away.
I picked up some clean clothes and a book. I gave them to Blake and he took them out to his car. I watched him as he locked the house. He pushed me towards the car.
"Blake.. What's happening?"
"I told you we'd have to leave, didn't I?"
"Sorta" I mumbled.
"Well those guys are gone. And so are we." Blake said, stepping on the gas, and heading out of town.
Blake turned to me. "In 16 hours, we'll be chilling in Vegas."
"Isn't Vegas the place where people get hitched?" I asked.
"Exactly." Blake winked.
"Your so.. weird." I exclaimed, getting abit angry.
"Someone's mardy. Here take this." He handed me a pill.
I threw it out the window. "No."
"Fair enough" Blake grabbed my nose, so I had to open my mouth the breath. He shoved in the pill and tipped my head back. I had no choice but to swallow.
"I hate you" I told Blake.
He laughed. "Of course."
Blake turned the radio on to KISS FM and "Just the way you are" was playing.
"When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change, cause your amazing, just the way you are."
I whacked him.
He rubbed his arm. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR? I was singing to you."
"Could you of sung in a more out of tuned voice?"
"Want some more drugs?"
"No"
"Shut up then".
I nodded.
The car ride was mostly silent after that. We barely talked, except for comments on the weather, or me asking if I could pee.
"I need a coffee" Blake told me, pulling into a starbucks. "Want anything?"
"Ice Latté without the drugs." I said it so quickly, so coldly, and without a pause.
Blake nodded slowly, getting up out of the car. Once he was lined up, I looked around.
My chances of running for it? None. He would see me and run after me.
The chances of him being faster than me? Loads.
I sighed and breathed in the smell of his car. Old leather. The smell of home.
"Home.." I whispered.
"Did you say something?" Blake asked, climbing in beside me, handing me a Latté.
"Nothing. Nothing at all" I took a sip of my Latté and went "Aah".
"Blake?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"If you're protecting me.. Why'd you bring me all the way to Vegas?"
"Because it's easier LC."
"LC?"
"L-u-C-i-e" He smirked. "LC. Your new nickname. And speaking of Vegas, 2 hours baby!"
"You're so weird" I exclaimed.
Blake laughed. "Sh LC.".
I turned my head and looked out the window.
WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING?
I'm 2 hours away from Vegas with a guy I barely know who gives me drugs? Crazy much.
"So what's the plan?" I asked.
"Plan?" Blake said, puzzled.
"You know? For when we get there? What? Are we going to sleep in a bin or something? Beg for money on the streets? Eat peoples leftovers?"
"Well.." Blake said "We could.."
"Blake."
"I'll book us into a Motel if.."
"If?" I asked, not liking were this was going.
"Take this." Blake said, handing me yet another pill.
"Do I have too?"
"How does a nice rat dinner sound to you?"
"Okay. You've made you're point." I tipped my head back and chucked in the pill. Slowly, the darkness fell over me.
When I awoke, I was laid on a bed, in a small, dark room. Not like the first one. In fact, this one was much nicer.
"Finally you're awake."
"Where are we?" I asked.
"The Motel. Baby, we're in Vegas." Blake opened the curtains, letting a load of light in the room. You could see the Motel was along the strip. I got up and walked over to the window, pressing my face against the glass.
"Whoa." I said, slowly. "It's beautiful."
"Isn't it just?" Blake asked.
I yawned, and stretched my arms. So we'd finally made it. We were in Vegas. I was about to say something, when my stomach made a horrible noise.
"Hungry?" Blake asked. I nodded. "Let's go eat then. There's plenty of food places around here."
"Blake?"
He turned around, whilst putting on his coat. "Yeah?"
I rubbed my bare arms, slowly, looking down at my feet. "No drugs, OKAY?"
He was silent for a while, then nodded slowly. "OKAY. No drugs. Got that."
"Good" I said, pulling on a hoodie, that was on the sofa. "Let's go." I waited in the hall whilst Blake locked the room.
After he locked the door, he stretched. I watched as his t-shirt rode up his belly, showing his perfect stomach off. I gasped.
"Something wrong?" Blake asked me.
"Eh no." I said, looking embarrassed. "Nothing."
Blake and I walked along the strip, looking for a burger place, or a pizza place. We came across a place called 'Garys Fishy Pizza.'
"Weird name.." I said slowly. "Reckon there any good?"
"Only one way to find out" Blake said, dragging me inside.
I coughed as we walked through the doors. The smell was revolting. Like it hadn't been cleaned in years. Scrap that. Like it had NEVER been cleaned.
"Blake. Please, anywhere but here." I said, coughing.
Blake coughed as well. A deeper, more manly cough. "Yeah okay LC. This place must have rats."
We headed to the door but someone shouted us over.
"And where do you think you're going?" A small, bald, overweight guy asked us.
"Out. Away from here. So we don't catch an illness and die." Blake snapped.
"L-O-L" He spelled out. "I don't think so Romeo. We know about what you've been up to. We've been tracking you for weeks." He turned to me. "And this must be Lucie... Or your so called LC."
I looked at the bald guy, then at Blake, and back to the bald guy.
"Slow down." I told him. "What?"
"I'm sure Blake has told you about some bad guys? I'm one of them hunny." He laughed. "The name's Dave by the way."
"O-kay.." I said slowly, taking this in.
"How many people know we're here?" Blake asked, stepping in front of me, stretching out his arms, as if to protect me.
I smiled a small smile, to myself.
"No one but me" Dave smiled evilly. "I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that."
Blake threw a punch, but Dave ducked.
I stepped back a bit, wanting to stay out of the action.
"What's wrong Princess? Scared of a punch?"Dave asked me, grinning, moving closer. he was stood in front of me, breathing on my face. He picked me up by my neck. I struggled to breath and let my arms and legs loosen up, everywhere.
"Let her go." Blake shouted, picking up a stool, and whacking Dave over the head, causing him to become unconscious.
I ran over to Blake and threw myself into his arms. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. You saved me."
Blake nodded. "S'okay. Let's get out of here before he wakes up."
Blake dragged me outside and back to the Motel.
"We can order room service." He told me, unlocking the door. I nodded and dropped my coat on the floor. I sat on the edge of the bed, and watched as Blake studied the menu that was next to the T.V.
"Two Pizzas? A bottle of coke? A bottle of wine? 2 large chips? And some sweets?" Blake asked.
"Sounds good" I nodded, leaning back against the pillows.
"You look tired" Blake said, picking up the phone.
"Nazed." I told him.
I don't really know what happened next, because I fell asleep. When I awoke, there was some leftovers on the couch. I looked around for Blake.
He was lying next to me, asleep. I looked down at him. If he wasn't a druggie, I could of given him a chance.
I laided back down and went back to sleep. This time, when I awoke, Blake wasn't next to me. In fact, he wasn't in the room. I took this as an chance to get a shower.
After I showered, I realised i hadn't eaten in nearly a day. I picked up the leftovers, and warmed the pizza up.
Next to the microwave was a note that read. 'Gone to sort of some business. Stay here.'
I took the note as a warning, and sat on the bed. As much as I wanted to get out and see Vegas, I figured Blake knew what he was talking about.
I turned on the T.V, to E4. Friends was on.
"I hate this show..." I mumbled, leaning on my pillow.
I watched Friends for about 2 hours before I realised I had access to MTV.
I nodded my head to the music, not noticing when Blake walked in.
He clapped his hands together, as if to wipe of dust. "Let's go see Vegas LC!"
I nodded, crossing my fingers behind my back, that this would be a drug free day.
A/N: Thank you for reading the first chapter. I started this story in English one day when we had a sub, and I really wanted to continue. Because I just LOVE to write? Yeah.
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