The Love From Vengeance

134 HOW WE COLLIDED

LUKE’S POV

EIGHT YEARS AGO

I woke up to the sound of the birds chirping and the sun shining through the window. As I slowly opened my eyes, I felt a weight on my chest and saw a woman lying next to me in bed. My heart stopped as I realized that we were both half–naked.

Confusion and panic flooded my mind as I tried to remember what happened the previous night. I had gone out with my friends for a few drinks, but everything was a blur after that. I couldn’t recall how I ended up in bed with this woman.

I let out a gasp and quickly sat up, causing the woman to stir a little bit. She didn’t wake up, and my mind wasn’t settled about this one. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was completely unaware of this woman, including her name, and it is beyond my comprehension how we ended up in the same bed. My mind was racing with questions and frustration.

“What the hell is going on?” I yelled, my voice filled with intense rage, because this was just so fucked up!”

The woman sat up immediately and looked at me in shock. She scanned the room, making a confused face, and she gasped immediately.

“Where am I?” she asked, her voice now filled with worry. And then she glanced back at me. “And who are you?”

“Who am I? Are you crazy right now?! I don’t remember anything from last night. How did you end up in my bed?” I demanded.

The woman’s expression turned serious as she realized the situation. But she was still looking confused as she drove her hands through her hair, letting out a frustrated sigh.

“Aren’t you going to answer my question? How the frick did you end up in my goddamn bed?!” I snapped.

“I have no idea, okay? I genuinely have no idea how I got here,” she answered, and it seemed like she was about to burst into tears. But I wasn’t going to care one bit. Hell no!

life. I couldn’t even remember the last time I got this drunk. So, what was really going on here? This whore had

rushed inside the room,

as the room

microphones thrusting towards

this your girlfriend, Luke? Are you two in a

of the chaos. “I don’t even know her name, “I replied, my voice

eyes wide with shock and fear. I could see tears starting to form in her eyes. Bullshit! I feel like

Lukel? Are you cheating on your girlfriend?” another journalist asked, pushing their way to the front.

girlfriend!” I snapped, my frustration and anger bubbling over. “I don’t even know who this

feel my head spinning. How did this happen? How did I end up in bed with a

gesturing towards the door. But the journalists refused to budge, continuing to snap photos and

“Please, we don’t know what’s going on either.

surge of protectiveness towards the woman, and I scooted closer to her,

We have nothing to say to you, people. Now get

of arguing and pleading, the journalists finally left, their cameras still clicking as they exited the room. I let out a deep breath, my heart still

her eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I don’t even know how I

room, trying to make sense of the situation. The woman stood there, watching me

so sorry; I didn’t mean for this to happen,” she continued apologizing, with her eyes

her. She seemed genuinely remorseful, but that didn’t change the fact that I was in a complete

bed. She let out a scream as she fell

that I had just done that? I had never been a

in her eyes. I could see the pain and confusion on her face. But I was definitely not going to feel guilty for my actions.

golddigger, you bitch!” I snarled. “You say you’re pretty, huh? You call that a face? It looks like someone took a sledgehammer to