Luke's P.O.V

"I work for some people and they want you dead." Her expression changes instantly.

"W-what?" She starts backing away from me as my words register in her head.

"Please, don't be afraid. Goddamn I can't even do it anymore." I say, taking a hand through my hair. She just keeps stepping away. I reach out and grab her wrist and she freezes. "I promise I won't hurt you."

"Ow," is all she says before I realize how hard I was grabbing her wrist. Shit! I let go and she grabs her wrist. Its gonna bruise.

"Starting now." I kinda smile and scratch the back of my head. She still looks terrified and her body is trembling. "Please don't be scared. I won't hurt you."

"What about those guys?" She starts fiddling with the bottom of her shirt.

"I'll protect you." The second the words leave my mouth I regret it. If I can't kill her, somebody else will. And then me.

"But-," she starts but then I harshly cut her off.

"No buts. Its my job now to keep you from getting killed, or worse." I swallow hard.

Lia's P.O.V

Or worse?

"Who are you?" I choke out. My throat is tight from crying but I manage.

"Luke. Lia you-,"

"How do you know my name?" I practically scream at him.

"Baby girl," not the pet name again, "that's none of your business. Now back to what I was saying. Lia, you have to trust that I won't hurt you. I'll only hurt you if you call the cops. I wont hesitate then and you won't be able to fight me off."

Yay, mean Luke is back. He smirks and he bends down close to my face. He curls his index finger under my chin and forces me to look up at him.

"Baby girl, lets go upstairs." What I think he wants to do instantly pops into my head.

"No! Get away from me." I raise my hand trying to push him away from me but he grabs my wrist.

"I was only bringing you back to bed so you could go to sleep." He smirks at me when he understands what I was thinking. "I mean we can do that too." I rip my wrist out of his grasp and run upstairs. Once I get not my bed I grab my phone.

"Baby girl, we talked about cell phones. Or any phone for that matter. Telling anyone about me won't be good for you." He says as he leans against the door frame.

He walks over to me and places a hand on my shoulder pinning me down. With his other hand he takes the cell phone from he and puts it in his pocket.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Don't let me catch you again with this." He walks over to the chair that's in the corner of my room and he sits down.

I turn on my side and stare at him for awhile. I inspect every inch of his body. Perfect hair, perfect clothes, perfect dimples, perfect hands, perfect nose. I can find a single imperfection on this boy.

"By the way your looking at me I would think you want me to come make that queen bed a little less lonely." I snap out of it and look away.

"Sorry." I say. I stare at one of the pictures on my wall.

"Baby girl, we came up here so you could sleep, not stare at me."

"Y-yeah." I turn on my side and pull the covers so they're almost covering my face. I still don't completely trust Luke.

Silence drops over the room and I can only hear our breathing. I slowly get more and more tired. I finally can't take it and I fall asleep.