Chapter 1
As I’m sitting on the living room couch I hear the front door slam open and I jump up to find my brother really drunk. The worst thing about this is I know what is going to happen next.. “come here you stupid little bitch” Theo (my brother) shouts at me from across the room. I walk towards him with my head down, knowing that if I was to look at him he would think it’s disrespectful.
The next thing I know I’m pushed backwards with so much force that I end up going through the middle of the glass coffee table. Shattered glass goes everywhere and I can feel that I have bits stuck in my skin. I glare down at my hand realising that it is now gushing blood from a big slit that runs from the bottom of my middle finger to the start of my wrist. Even though it should hurt my fear takes over and it feels numb.
my vision gets a bit blurred but it’s not enough to notice that Theo is rushing towards me absolutely furious. That’s when I realise that he’s staggering about because of the alcohol. I get up as fast as I can and dodge his punch that is now being thrown at my face.
I’m now full on sprinting towards the front door when I see Tux (my cat) so I scoop him up and continue running. Okay so you might be wondering why I took my cat with me.. basically Tux was the last thing that Theo got for me before our parents death and before he stopped caring for me. Tux has been the only thing to keep me sane and I owe him the world for that so I couldn’t just leave him here to be neglected.
As I reached the woods I could still hear the thuds of Theo’s feet behind me. I always found it really surprising how quick Theo could sober up if I did something he didn’t want me too. I took a quick glance at my now excruciatingly painful hand but quickly focused back on where I was running. I knew if I didn’t pick up my pace Theo would catch me because we were always about the same speed when it came to running (which ended in a lot of debates at sports day) but because I had gotten a head start I was about 6 feet away from him which gave me an advantage.
Tux at this point was curled up in my arms probably wondering what was going on but I decided to ignore him until we got somewhere safe. As if my whishes has been answered I saw a large house with its lights on and I ran over to it. For some reason I heard a loud growl from behind me but I decided to forget about it and just run faster towards the house.
when I reached it I prayed to god that the door was unlocked. I reached out and my fingers touched the cold metal of the handle before yanking it down and shooting inside “help” I screamed as I saw my brother emerge from the door frame.
Tux was now curled around my shoulders which was something he did often when he was scared. I looked up to notice about 6 men sitting in the living room confused and another 6 men or so approaching me hesitantly...
when my brother reached me Tux let out a hiss and batted his paw at Theo which I slightly chuckled at. Tux always knew how to cheer me up.
my brother only got more annoyed by that and soon I was blocking’s myself ready for him to hit me but it never came. When I opened my eyes I noticed a boy standing in front of me. He was roughly my age and had messy brunette hair which looked like he had ran his hand through it multiple times.. not gonna lie it was quite sexy
a wave of relief came over me as the guy chucked Theo out and locked the door behind him. He turned to look at me and his eyes flicked up to the petrified looking Tux on my shoulders at the sight of seeing Tux he chuckled and walked over to him, petting him on the head which resulted in Tux purring.
I was quite a tall female but this guy was massive! I stood at roughly 5’8 but this mysterious man must have stood about 6’7 to 6’8. I didn’t even realise I was staring until he cleared his throat ad looked at me.
I simply blushed not willing to talk since I was scared he was going to hurt me like theo. Tux must have sensed my anxiety because he jumped out of the muscly arms of the guy in front of me and cuddle into my chest while I held his but so he wouldn’t fall. I calmed down almost instantly realising I had him.
my thoughts were broken as the husky voice of my mystery saviour asked “what’s your name sweetheart” i know I said I was scared to talk but him calling me sweetheart hit a nerve.. it was something my dad called me.
”who the fuck are you calling sweetheart, pretty boy” i said annoyance clearly in my voice. Some of the other guys who looked to be about my age laughed at my remark.
”my names mason” the husky voice called out from infront of me and his hand shot out to welcome me but instead I flinched and backed away making Tux curl deeper into me. He looked at me confused and then must have realised because he did it once more but more slowly so I knew he wasn’t trying to hurt me.
i took his big hand in mine and assertively said “Lucie”
