Chapter 2: lUCAS aND hADLEY
Hadley swallowed when Lucas placed his hand on her thigh. He smiled at his dad and squeezed Hadley's thigh under the table. There was still a bruise there from last week when she lost his football. It was an accident but he took it out on her good.
In fact, she had makeup on her face to cover the bruises going across her face.
She was tired though.
Not only tired of being beat to death, but also being treated like she was a slave.
She toyed with her food as Lucas and his dad talked.
His dad glanced at her. "Why are you so quiet?" He asked.
Lucas slowly turned to her and glared at her.
Hadley sniffed and shook her head. "I'm just tired." She whispered.
It was only seven but she knew why she was tired.
She made a promise not to get pregnant at such a young age but she didn't anticipate on getting forced to conceive.
Lucas raped her in the backseat of his car when she was caught talking to Davie Jennings.
Who was obviously gay and Hadley didn't see the big deal.
It was sort of easy to tell that Hadley was getting thick.
"I feel nauseous." She whispered.
Lucas narrowed his eyes at her and looked down at her stomach.
She slowly looked to him.
He looked back to his dad who looked at the both of us and shrugged. "Well, I'm turning in for the night." His dad got up.
Lucas put on a smile on his face that was obviously fake and shook hands with his dad.
His dad disappeared out of the kitchen and Lucas slowly looked to Hadley and glared at her.
"Come on." He squeezed her arm as he made her get out of her seat.
He forced her to follow him into the bathroom and he locked them in and slammed her hard against the wall making her lose her breath.
He leaned in so they were hardly any inches apart.
"Are you pregnant?" He asked.
Hadley hesitated knowing exactly what would happen if she was.
He already hates her. He'd make her get rid of it.
"Please-" She begged.
"Tell me." He said.
She wiped her tears before they could fall.
"I'm sorry. But-" She nodded.
Lucas raised his hand and used the back of it to slap her.
His hand hit the flesh of her nose causing it to bleed. "What the fuck is your problem?! Stupid fucking whore!" He slapped her again and she fell to the floor.
He turned her over onto her back and began forcing her pants down.
"No! Please…I'm sorry!" She cried.
"Shut up." He muttered and tore her sweater off.
She always knew that Lucas had a complete temper. And that anything at all could set him off.
But this was the biggest thing.
She didn't want to get rid of the baby.
She knew she already loved it although she was only three months.
Lucas scratched her flesh as he began pulling her bra off.
He liked hurting her, he liked making her bleed.
It was his way of loving her.
He kept her arms above her head and went down to kiss her.
He kissed her hard and she whimpered in his mouth.
"Stop fighting me." He breathed.
"Please…." She begged.
Lucas let go of her arms and unbuttoned her pants.
He watched her with his eyes and shifted himself around to get her jeans down all the way.
She only had her black lace panties on and she looked up at him.
He pulled his pants down and his boxers and placed his hand on her mouth. "Be quiet. If my dad hears, you're fucking dead. Got me?"
She nodded and sniffed.
Lucas placed his lips around her nipple and bit down hard making her squirm. Her scream was muffled by his hand.
"Say my name." He said.
She shook her head.
He lifted his fist and left a blow into her stomach making her heave in pain and her eyes squeezed tight.
"Say it." He growled.
He tore her panties off and covered her body with his.
He intertwined his fingers in her and held them above her head, his head in her neck and buried himself inside of her.
She squeezed her eyes shut curled her toes as pain shot through her body and she cried out.
He loved the sounds of pain she made.
"Tell me you love me." He whispered.
She gasped with every painful thrust.
She shut her eyes and imagined this moment over.
He picked his head up and stared down at her.
"Say it." He growled.
She opened her eyes that were filled with tears. "I love you." She said breathless.
He nodded and groaned. "I love you too, baby."
Hadley's heart beat quickened from fear and pain. It felt like he was stabbing her.
She's been really sensitive down there since he started purposely hurting her.
She didn't say another word. She just let him carry on with what he was doing.
There was plenty of times when she wanted to tell her friends and her sister and her mom what was going on.
Her sister, Jackie, couldn't help because she was going though the same thing with her husband.
Their mom has a job as a nurse and is always busy. She has not time.
And her friends, Fae, Gabby, Davie, and Matthew, she was too embarrassed to talk about it with them.
Lucas ejaculated inside of her and groaned her name.
She felt sick. Like she was a whore. That's what Lucas used her as.
She once thought that she loved Lucas.
Way back to years ago when he took her virginity in the ninth grade. It as the best feeling in the world being with him.
But then, he started getting violent.
It was almost scary.
Hell, she was scared of him indefinitely.
Lucas raised on his hands and stared down at her.
He used his thumb to wipe her tears away. He smirked. "Was it that good?" He whispered.
Beside his violence, she hated his delusions.
He thinks she still loved him.
He thinks that the sex feels good to her.
He thinks that him hitting her is making her happy.
He thinks that its okay to have completely control over her.
Lucas slid out of her and stood to his feet.
"Get in the shower. We gotta meet the others at the beach soon. Get up."
She stayed on the floor and sniffed as she wiped the blood from her nose.
She sat up and her stomach hurt and she looked up at Lucas.
"Get the fuck up. Damn, you're taking too fucking slow." He pulled her up by her arm.
She looked down at her blood dripping on the floor.
Lucas rolled his eyes and went over and turned the hot water on and the cold water.
He gave her a look and she stepped over her blood and got into the shower.
Lucas decided to get in with her and held her while the water fell down on them.
She laid against his chest so he wouldn't see her cry.
He got annoyed and angry when she cried.
But she couldn't help it. Beside the mixed emotions she felt during pregnancy, she was not happy and when she got unhappy about something, she's easily cries.
Lucas ran his fingers through her hair in a comforting manner and kissed the top of her head.
When they got out of the shower, Lucas picked out an outfit for her to wear. A pair of jeans and a sweater No panties or bra. He liked it that way.
She put on the clothes and brushed through her hair.
Lucas liked it down.
He had a towel around his waist and looked at Hadley.
She was getting overweight.
He'd have to do something about that. He didn't like fat girls.
Lucas went to his closet and got out his stuff to wear and wanted Hadley to atch him so she'd know that there was no one else like him.
But she couldn't even bring herself to look at him.
The guy who was once the love of her life is now her enemy.
The father of her child.
She just kept her eyes on him and sniffed again.