First one

Lukas's POV

My head was pounding when my eyes slowly focused on two feet. I didn't understand a thing of what was going on. Why was I staring at a pair of black converse and why was my head hurting like a bitch?

The back of my head all the way to my neck felt hot and when I reached back I felt something sticky on my fingers, hissing the moment a jolt of pain shot through my spine. Fucking hell.

I rolled on my back, feeling stiff, hurting all over like I was hit by a truck. And as soon as my sight landed on warm sunset colors in the sky the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of the reason I was in this mess in the first place.

I saw a tall figure leaning over me, my sight still a bit blurry for some reason. The figure bend over me, his face became clear. Motherfucker. I frowned my brows as I sat up, immediately regretting it when I felt my mind drift away for a second.

"What the fuck!" I yelled, trying to get up but stumbling terribly as I caught a glimpse of Drew, his face still pretty blue from our last encounter. I noticed he deliberately rolled his sleeves up to show off his tattoo, intentionally triggering me, I'm still sure of it. I want to rip his fucking arm off right now! I really wanted to, but I didn't feel capable at the moment, the entire world was spinning around and I was the center of it.

Trying to latch out to his fucking smirk was a complete disaster, my feet wobbled, and my head was heavy. I didn't even notice the ringing in my ear until I heard laughter behind me. I squeezed my eyes, as I stumbled around to see where the sound came from. I saw two buff players from the football team, keeping me from going back into the shop. Was I afraid? Nope. Did I feel like the odds were against me? Yup.

"What's this?" I yelled, turning back to face Drew, holding a baseball bat in his hand. Twirling it around like I fucking cheerleader.... Worst thing was, it was my baseball bat. The one I left by his car when I went mayhem on it after he nearly raped my girlfriend. "You hit me in the fucking head with a baseball bat... Seriously!" I yelled, walking towards him, enraged and fucking pissed, my eyes focusing on his tattoo spelling Bella's name.

I was pulled back and I quickly realized his buddies grabbed a hold of my arms. I tried to shake them off but two against one just wasn't a fair fight. "Lukas, you fucking hit me in the face with a metal tray. Did you really think I was just going to leave it at that?" He spit at me, literally spit at me, son of a bitch.

I tried to pull my arms to freedom once more, but I just couldn't get away from these steroid pussies. "No but are you really that afraid of me that you have to bring your fucking minions? Very honorable of you Drew." I scoffed at him, still fighting off his friends.

"What do you know about honor!" He scoffed, stepping closer to my face, taunting me as I couldn't wrap my arms around his neck even though that was the only thing I wanted to do as I glanced at that damn ink on his wrist. "You took her away from me Lukas! Bella wants to be with me!" He came another step closer almost yelling in my face.

"You are . Seriously somethings deeply wrong with you!" I yelled at him. I laughed after letting his words sink in. "You are out of your mine if you think she wants you after what you did to her." I yelled at his face, hoping he would come to his senses.

"I didn't do anything!" He yelled while I felt his fist ram my ribs and I immediately bend over as much as I could with his friends holding on to me. I tried to catch my breath which wasn't easy after a hit like that and no way to defend myself.

I coughed, my ribs and abdomen burning with pain. "You fucking tried to rape her!!" I yelled at him, kicking my leg forward, but he was fast to take a step back, dodging my boot to connect with his kneecap. I was raging, the pissed I had ever been and I was capable of murder at this point if he didn't have the upper hand. "And you assholes are okay with that! What's wrong with you people!" I yelled looking at my side to Drew's friends, still holding on to me. I didn't even get the chance to look back at Drew, his fist connecting with my jaw fast and hard. My ears started to ring, and I felt the blood rushing to my cheek. I knew right away his blow had made a nasty cut.