Handcuffed

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Full time around Luke was more than torture. It was a slow suffocation, if that made sense. Everyday around him from day to night and after, it got harder and harder. I noticed that he was acting like himself again. But... in a different way. It seemed forced. Like he had something on his mind but forced it away. He acted as if we were the good friends we have become like before. However, there was also this unspoken air around us and we both felt it. Just... tense in a way, even though we acted fine around each other. It felt like I was holding shit back from him and he was doing the same. There was a space between us and it was something I just had to get use to because it was for the best after all.

It was a strange adjustment. Since I always had to be in sight, that clearly meant going everywhere with him and him with me. I went to his work with him, he had to sleep on my bedroom floor. He was being serious about protecting me because he also had an alarm system installed. Not to mention the bars on my window, which I did not like but had to deal with. It also really started to piss Clare off. For one, she wanted time with her husband. But that meant time with me. I honestly couldn't blame her for being mad, not after I teased her about being with Luke more than her - which I probably shouldn't have done. I wanted less drama, not more.

It helped to get out of the house. There was already tension between Luke and I. If we were doing nothing but sitting in front of the TV, it was very clear, that awkwardness between us. Not to mention, being home meant being with Clare for the most part. And the three of us together... that wasn't that relaxing either, especially with death glares coming at me from Queen Bitch. So the fact that I needed to learn how to drive brought about the best opportunity to get out and away and do something.

The rest of the week was spent reading through the book Luke gave me on driving. He was my instructor, teaching me the basics of driving. He drew out on a small board on what to do where, in what situation. How to deal with one ways, when to turn your blinker on, how to treat train tracks. Procedures with changing lanes, how to read road signs, and all that other boring shit.

So now, after enough time spent learning that dull BS, Luke was sitting with me in the passenger seat. Yes, that means I was in the drivers seat. I know, who the hell is dumb enough to put a crazy chick in charge of driving? Luke I guess. What's worse: I was in his cop car. Who knows what the hell I'll do when I'm this excited. I didn't want to be here with him but my grin wouldn't leave now.

Sitting next to me, I could feel him watch my every move. The moment I started to drive out of our driveway, I felt myself give a small laugh. I never did this before, nonetheless in a fucking cop car!

"Are you allowed to let me do this? Let me use this car I mean," I asked, accelerating carefully until I got to the appropriate speed on our road. I know, I'm shocked too I didn't take advantage and immediately start using all this sweetass equipment and pulling people over. To be fair, I was just learning. That might come later if you guys are lucky.

Looking over at him, he gave a hint of a smile before it was gone as he glanced away and out the window. "I am your instructor and was not provided with any other vehicle. And I want you to learn from a car, not my truck. It would be easier."

"So that's a no..." I smirked, eyes ahead, paying attention to any upcoming signs. I smirked though when all I heard was a scoff then silence, telling me I was right. Smiling slightly, I checked my mirrors and watched my speed. I was determined to show him I wouldn't mess up. But after a few more minutes of silence in the car, he spoke up as we approached the busier side of town.

"Go right at the next light," he commented.

I nodded in silence, pulling up to the red light along with the other cars, in the farthest right lane. Stopped, I put my blinker on and when I pulled up far enough, I watched for traveling traffic before I turned and continued driving along. It was rather easy for me so far. And I really wasn't too nervous.