Have some Hope

I was broken. I was alone in this harsh world. That was until Luke came into my life...
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hope Louis was raised in a catholic orphanage with very little. By the time she was seventeen she was moved out with another family. She hasn't seen the home sense the adoption.


5. I told you that out of confidence

I walked out of the bus looking for the cars before sprinting away, trying to get away from the dick as fast as I can.

Why am I so upset? Well, last year, my birth mother set up an appointment to meet me. Her name was Kara Jean Bunsen. When I met her I found out that she was a huge slut, worked as a prostitute, and had six kids and half of them didn't have the same father. I promised myself after that I would never be that, or would ever be called one. I told Luke that and when he called me that, it felt like a bomb went off inside me. He was my best friend besides Ashton and when he said that he knew it would hurt me like that. 

I made it down third street I think thats what the sign said. My vision was blurred and I couldn't see. My make up was ran down down my face, the rain was not helping me in this case.

I looked at the street and cried. I hate myself for coming from her and her probably messed up family as well but I hate myself even more now. I would never be like that but people say mother like daughter. Everyone knows my mom(even the guys). It is sickning that I have to live with that in my blood. If I ever see her I will pretend that I don't know her. I know what she looks like though sadly. She has brown hair and hazel nut eyes and tan skin and very short. She looks like me. 

A sliver car I know to well drove up in front of me and Luke's head popped out of the wiondow. "Get in." He said. I shook my head. "Veronica I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have said that at all." I stood up. "Lucas Robert Hemmings! I told you that out of confidence! Now I know that there is something else that you were mad about because you would never say that, even if I killed Ben!" I said. He sighed and opened the car door. I climbed in with a dirty look on my face as he looked at my hands and he started to drive.

"Because I can't stand seeing you flirting with other guys! I've been waiting for seven months for you to turn eighteen so I could hold you, kiss you on the lips and not on the head without you thinking of it in a best friend way. I really like you Veronica." I looked at him and his eyes were glued to the road and his knuckles were white. He pulled over and stopped. He leaned over and kissed me. His pink lips felt like little clouds dancing on my lips I kissed back and held his face. You could tell he had on chap stick. He tasted of lemonade.
       He pulled me onto his lap and I grabbed the little plastic lever on the side of the chair and lowered us a little bit. I kissed down his neck a little bit and he groaned. He grabbed my hips and he started to get a little hard under me. "I really like you to Luke." He grabbed my face and pulled me to kiss him. His phone went off and he grabbed it from the cup holder and read it before groaning. "W-We have to get back." He said to me. I sat up an smiled to the tall boy. "That was fun." 


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