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Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy novel Chapter 34

Summary for Chapter 34: Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy

Chapter summary: Chapter 34 from the book Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy by Andrea Noel

Discover the most important events of Chapter 34, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy. With the engaging writing of Andrea Noel, this Internet masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

Lucas stopped, clenching his fists, swallowing that heavy secret of his. "There." He said.

"What?" I looked in the direction he was looking at. There was nothing there, only a few cars parked in a dark alley.

He didn't say a word, he just took my hand, not gently, but not rough either, and guided me towards the dead end street. When we came closer he stopped, biting his lip so hard it began bleeding. "The cars." He said. I've never heard so much pain in a voice. He looked away, letting go of my hand…why did that make me feel like I was falling of a cliff?

I couldn't hear myself think, the beating of my heart was to loud. I could feel it beneath my skin. I looked at the grey car.

I stepped closer.

Somebody was inside.

I saw it.

I saw a young guy with his pants around his ankles…on the top of a woman…older woman…she was without a shirt or a bra…completely topless…moaning…I couldn't take it anymore, so I turned away, walking back towards Lucas.

"What is this?" I asked, angrily. "Why the fuck would you show me this?!" I yelled, pissed off as never before. What the hell was wrong with him, shoving me this?!

"My secret." He said calmly.

"What the hell is your secret?!" I screamed at him, hitting him in the torso. He didn't even flinch.

"Do you remember the day we met?" He leaned closer to me, his dark eyes completely emotionless.

"What…" I shook my head, what the hell did that had anything to do with this? "The cafeteria…" I held my head, I was getting a killer headache.

"No." He said so calm it made death seem cheerful. "The day before."

Suddenly a picture of a memory flashed before my eyes. Lucas was…kissing and touching some woman…the guy in the car…older women…not his girlfriend…it's his job…

I stopped breathing. The walls were closing onto me. The cold feeling of the air was hardly noticeable.

The first drop of water kissed the ground.

"Skye."

"It's too much…" I was repeating that sentence in my head over and over again. My mind was like a broken record, I wasn't able to think about anything else.

It's too much. It's too much. It's too much…

I turned away and started running as fast as I could.

"Skye!" I heard Lucas yelling, but he was already a million miles away.

I had no idea where I was running. I just ran. I didn't feel tired. I didn't feel the cold. I didn't even feel the heavy droplets falling on me from the dark clouds. I have no idea how long I was running.

He was…He was…

I shook my head. My body couldn't take it anymore and I stopped, falling on my knees. I felt a burning feeling in my stomach, mixed with incapability of breathing. Before I knew it I was throwing up. All this events, all this secrets, all this running were making me sick to my stomach. Feeling of an empty stomach calmed me down. No feelings. No thoughts. No pain. I looked at my reflection in the puddle of water. My eyes…my green eyes…they were becoming emotionless and dark like his. My long hair was dripping wet, making it hard to lift up my head. So much water in my hair. So heavy. I grabbed onto the dirty wall next to me, pulling myself up. Where was I anyway?

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