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Chapter Three
Helens POV
I try to cover up the blush I knew was evident on my face.
"You guys look super creepy just looming over us." That was Rachel, stretching a little but not too much afraid that she'd lose the arm of Hector slung across her shoulder.
We had a very quick bacon sandwich and I mumbled something about leaving. Everyone stopped eating around the small dinner table. If looks could kill, the evils I was getting from my big sister at this point was sort of terrifying. I rolled my eyes and sucked in a small breath. As we were eating there was a massive crash from down stairs. The boys shot out of there chairs and raced to see what the noise was. Even though Rachel and I got told to stay put we obviously didn't and silently followed the guys.
Downstairs there was some sort of noise coming from – wait was that a game?- we rounded the corner and sat in the game room were four of Lucas' friends all helping them selves to the mini fridge and bar. I was a little surprised by the room its self. I had never seen it and it was truly amazing. I snapped clean out of my daydream when the next person spoke.
"What the fuck are you morons doing here." Hector said almost spitting the words. One of the boys in the chair -I think his name is Tom- paused his current game of Assassins Creed and got up out of the gamer chair to be face to face with Hector.
The tension was so think in the air it threatened to plan my escape route for me.
"Hey, whats up boys." Lucas said. I thought I saw a flicker of annoyance cross his face before he blinked and it was gone. Hector looked like he could have had steam coming from his ears.
"What are your idiot friends doing here Lucas?"
"I forgot that they were coming over today."
Lucas sat in the main gamer chair and pressed resume. Hector huffed in frustration and walked to the bar. Rachel sat on a bar stall next to me and I leaned against the counter top. Hector made two glasses of coke for us and a drop of whiskey for himself -probably to calm some of the storm.
It was maybe five minutes later when Tom noticed me.
"Lucas, whys that weirdo in your house bro?" Lucas said nothing, maybe a small shrug, which stupidly hurt a little. Hector was showing Rachel how to do things behind the bar and must not have heard. As usual I just ignored him. But he obviously wasn't pleased that I hadn't taken him in to recognition because he strolled over to me and got very close. He put both hands on either side of me on the bar. I felt horribly trapped and he knew I was uncomfortable. In a flash his hips were grinding against mine, his breath heavy on my cheek.
"Bet your still a virgin huh? They're my favourite." Oh shit. I knew Tom was bad but not this bad. I was disgusted and anger over ruled fear. I hacked up as much spit I could conjure and released it all over his face. It suddenly went quite as everyone in the room had heard the gross sound. Next thing I knew Tom grabbed me bent me over the bar pressing himself against me, so close I could feel him and whispered in my ear.
"You'll regret that you little skank."
Of course now that Hector had seen what was going on, in seconds Tom was on the ground and Hector buried his boot in his side.
"Get out of my house. Now!" Hector boomed, looking at the rest of the boys as well; no questions were asked they scated out the house, Tom wobbling a little from Hector's impact. Good.
I regained my composure and sat on one of the stalls, I hadn't noticed Lucas hovering only about a foot away. When I look up he has genuine concern on his face.
"You OK?" He asks. I have a little flash back of sometime or another that him and his friends were twats to me.
"Yeah of course I am, just the usual abuse I get from you and your muppets." He seemed ashamed of himself.
"Listen I didn't know he would do that, I didn't even see him get up-" Lucas was interrupted.
"What do you mean 'the usual abuse' you get from them, Helen? How many times has this happened." Rachel says, anguish and anger set in her tone. Damn I forgot she was behind me. I wince a little at her expression then see Hector staring holes at Lucas.
"Yeah Lucas, don't even tell me you would scoop that low to bully?"
Lucas said nothing.
With a stare off going on between Lucas and Hector I casually stroll over to the game chair and plomp down on it playing the game. I hear some talk, something about how much of an asshole Lucas was and blah blah blah. I was so intent on the game I hardly noticed the quite. Stopping the game I look around and there's no one around, except Lucas. He's sitting at at the bar swirling a half empty whisky bottle in his hand.
"What, going to the booze already." I say deadpan. I didn't want to joke with him anymore or laugh with him or let him touch me, I couldn't believe that we had cuddled. But it was something in his eyes that made me want to reach out and touch his face.
I walk toward Lucas and he puts the bottle on the bar. Once I get close enough he stands and comes closer, not to close though.
"I really am sorry. In all honesty I didn't even know the boys were coming today, I just said that to Hector because he probably would have called the police and I so don't need that right now." I was a little taken aback by his honesty.
"So why are you letting them push you around. You do realize that they broke into your home and raided all your shit right?" I say. Now he looks at his shoes.
"I know, but what am I supposed to do? They're my group, it's easier not to cause hassle." Lucas replys with a little defeated shrug. I can't help myself I take a step forward and lift his face with a finger under his chin. He looks a little surprised but I see a glisten in his eyes.
"Please Helen, please don't be nice to me. I really don't deserve it." I knew that he didn't deserve it, especially not from me, but there was a pull I felt towards him at this moment.
"You may not deserve it but right now it looks like you could do with some nice in your life." I retort putting my hand back at my side.
We played games on the X-box until it got dark.
"Want me to put a movie in?" Lucas asked. I phoned dad earlier telling him I probably won't be home tonight. Rachel came in earlier saying she wanted to stay another night so I agreed. She told me that I didn't have to but I said it would be fine. At this moment Hector and Rachel were in Hectors room and I won't even start on what they may be doing, but they could also be playing a game of chess; yeah right.
"Sure." I say watching him get up. We debated on what to watch and ended up with Pitch Perfect. I shivered involuntarily and without a word he grabbed a massive blanket and squeezed in next to me.
"This your way of flirting?" I say. He wiggles his eyebrows at me.
"If you want me to flirt then I will." Yup, that shut me up. The movie started, half way through we started getting more comfy and in a sleeping position, then slowly fell asleep.
When I wake up and squint at my watch I see it's twelve in the afternoon. I'm laying front first on the sofa- wait that's not a sofa. Oh crap, I was laying on top of Lucas. How the hell did we get like this and how is he sleeping with me like this. I decide that more sleep is need and rest my head on his chest where it seemed to fit perfectly.
I hadn't quite got to sleep yet, it was more like a half sleep half awake phase when I heard something. At first I dismissed it as 'just a house noise' then I know that I heard something, maybe a mans grunt. Before I could open my eyes and look I felt hands grabbing at my hair and ripping me off of Lucas. He shoots up as I scream and I see three of his suposive friends pinning him to the sofa. I twist painfully to see Tom dragging me along the carpet with a cynical grin set on his face.
"See Lukey, couldn't let you have all the fun. I was the one that wanted to pop her cherry, not you. And I know you to well to know that you probably haven't even kissed the girl yet-" He didn't finish. I'd had enough of this asshole, I bawled my first up and punched him right in the balls. He went down screaming. Lucas got punched in the face and I ran at the guy who did the damage jumping on his back. He twisted me off easily and we went face to face where he back-handed me to the floor, that was going to leave a mark. My vision went a little blurry from the assault so I didn't see Tom coming at me again. The last thing I saw was Lucas screaming my name and then I saw a boot just before it collided with my face, then I was out.
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