were boarded up which was good, there would be no chance of any worried neighbours barging in uninvited, though this area did not seem to be one that had neighbourhood watch. The apartments door was ajar, Lucas stood close by to see if he could hear anyone. “ That was O ‘ Doud he wants us to find out if the Valentino ‘ s have someone on this side of the country” one voice said. “ No kidding, they think that. So what they think were gonna find out, if we start trying to find info on the Valentino ’ s then were gonna be seeing a coffin sooner then we hoped.” another voice replied. “ Ah calm yourself aint no Valentino ‘ s on the west” Lucas walked into the room, both men turned and starred. “ Wanna bet” Lucas snarled. “ Oh shit” the second man said. Lucas looked around the room there was just the two men and he, he saw a clever knife on the side picked it up in one hand, took out his gun with the other and closed the door.
Amelia was alone in Lucas ’ s apartment she felt more at home here then she did at her own house, there was something about his apartment that felt safe to her. She put down her school books, got to her feet and starting snooping around his apartment. It was fairly basic nothing out of place everything new and clean, she opened his bedroom door to look around. His room was a good size it had a huge bed, a walk in wardrobe and its own bathroom, she stepped into his wardrobe it was full of clothes and differed types of footwear from kickers to vans to dress shoes, his clothes were the same all designer all immaculate not one piece of clothing was torn, faded or dirty. After the wardrobe she walked over to his bed, she ’ d felt so comfy in it the night before she just wished she could have Lucas in it with her tonight but if she asked him she thought he would think she was weak wanting a guy to spend the night in her bed just to cuddle, he was a guy that she could not picture cuddling in bed. She pulled open his bedside table drawer; a bible, pen, paper, an empty envelope package, some cd ’ s and condoms lots of condoms. She wondered how experienced he was, how many girls he had been with, she knew of the girls in school but other then them he ’ d only been here five months. Had he been with anyone before. She ’ d heard girls talking about him, how good he was, how big he was, how his skin was soft to touch, how he was strong and masterful with them, how he was cute, a badass, he ’ d not called them back, a player. Amelia could not see why he would want to hang out with her instead of doing his usual antics. His book shelves were filled with gangster books, porno mag ’ s and blank spine books. She reached up to pull one of them off the shelf and flicked through it, it was full of his writings, his poems, she stopped a page and read it out loud, “ I ‘ ll draw you a picture, I ‘ ll draw it with a twist, I ‘ ll draw it with a razor blade, I ‘ ll draw it on my wrist and if I draw it correctly a red fountain will appear washing away my sorrows, washing away my fears” Amelia felt as if she was being watched when a loud coughing noise came from behind her she spun round and noticed Lucas propped up in the bedroom doorway, she hadn ’ t noticed the time he ’ d been gone about three hours. “ Snooping, were you? ” he asked. “ Err no I was… I…. I was just looking for a book for English that ’ s all” Lucas lent back to look at the books on the sofa and flipped one over. “ You have your Math book still open” Amelia ’ s face went crimson red with embarrassment “It ‘ s ok find anything interesting” he walked over took the book out her hand and put it back on the shelf and sat on his bed. “ Sorry, I guess you caught me” “ Ah ha looks like I did” he smiled. “ I didn ’ t know you wrote poetry?” “ I don ’ t” “ You do the book its full of your” “ I don ’ t” he interrupted her. She nodded and sat next to him on the
Amelia was alone in Lucas ’ s apartment she felt more at home here then she did at her own house, there was something about his apartment that felt safe to her. She put down her school books, got to her feet and starting snooping around his apartment. It was fairly basic nothing out of place everything new and clean, she opened his bedroom door to look around. His room was a good size it had a huge bed, a walk in wardrobe and its own bathroom, she stepped into his wardrobe it was full of clothes and differed types of footwear from kickers to vans to dress shoes, his clothes were the same all designer all immaculate not one piece of clothing was torn, faded or dirty. After the wardrobe she walked over to his bed, she ’ d felt so comfy in it the night before she just wished she could have Lucas in it with her tonight but if she asked him she thought he would think she was weak wanting a guy to spend the night in her bed just to cuddle, he was a guy that she could not picture cuddling in bed. She pulled open his bedside table drawer; a bible, pen, paper, an empty envelope package, some cd ’ s and condoms lots of condoms. She wondered how experienced he was, how many girls he had been with, she knew of the girls in school but other then them he ’ d only been here five months. Had he been with anyone before. She ’ d heard girls talking about him, how good he was, how big he was, how his skin was soft to touch, how he was strong and masterful with them, how he was cute, a badass, he ’ d not called them back, a player. Amelia could not see why he would want to hang out with her instead of doing his usual antics. His book shelves were filled with gangster books, porno mag ’ s and blank spine books. She reached up to pull one of them off the shelf and flicked through it, it was full of his writings, his poems, she stopped a page and read it out loud, “ I ‘ ll draw you a picture, I ‘ ll draw it with a twist, I ‘ ll draw it with a razor blade, I ‘ ll draw it on my wrist and if I draw it correctly a red fountain will appear washing away my sorrows, washing away my fears” Amelia felt as if she was being watched when a loud coughing noise came from behind her she spun round and noticed Lucas propped up in the bedroom doorway, she hadn ’ t noticed the time he ’ d been gone about three hours. “ Snooping, were you? ” he asked. “ Err no I was… I…. I was just looking for a book for English that ’ s all” Lucas lent back to look at the books on the sofa and flipped one over. “ You have your Math book still open” Amelia ’ s face went crimson red with embarrassment “It ‘ s ok find anything interesting” he walked over took the book out her hand and put it back on the shelf and sat on his bed. “ Sorry, I guess you caught me” “ Ah ha looks like I did” he smiled. “ I didn ’ t know you wrote poetry?” “ I don ’ t” “ You do the book its full of your” “ I don ’ t” he interrupted her. She nodded and sat next to him on the
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