The Lost Girl

＊♥︎Secrets Aren't Always Meant to be Kept♥︎＊

I lay awake staring at the ceiling wondering what it would feel like to have a mended family. This is what I find myself doing when I can't sleep.

Trying to find a comfortable position without wincing from the pain from Mark. Sadly he came back the other day and hasn't changed one bit. I feel like he has actually gotten worse if that is even possible. What happened on his trip?

Suddenly I hear a loud noise coming from outside and I slowly sit up. Wincing I try to see what made that noise. I see a figure by my window and start to panic a little. I might seem tough to people, but on the inside half of the time I am terrified.

A loud noise comes from my window again and I get up ignoring the horrible pain in my side. What is going on?

Once I have made it to my window I open my curtain a little just in case. Is that Lucas? Why is he here?

I open my curtains completely and let him in from my window. Let's hope that no one can hear anything.

"What are you doing here?" I whisper and cross my arms.

"Well I was laying in my bed and I couldn't go to sleep at all. Then it hit me! We never finished our project which is due tomorrow," He explains.

"So?" I roll my eyes at his explanation.

"So that means we need to finish it,because we can't fail," Lucas smiles a little hesitantly.

"Okay.." I answer but can tell that something isn't right.

We both sit on my bed and he takes out his notepad. Wow I guess he really does want a good grade.

"So what do you want to do when you grow up?" He grabs his pencil and looks at me.

"Uhm well I have always wanted to be an artist," I smile to myself and answer.

"I could see you being one. I mean you are amazing," he writes down what I said.

"You think so?" I ask in disbelief.

"I know so," Lucas smiles and I smile back.

"So what do you want to be when you grow up?" I ask and he sighs.

"I don't really know yet, but I have always loved to write," he answers and I nod.

"You want to be a author?" I question.

"Yeah I guess," Lucas looks down.

"That seems like that would be great for you cowboy, but I am surprised that you didn't say anything about wanting to be a jockey or something," I smirk and he chuckles.

After a little bit of asking questions about ourselves we both ended up laying down on my bed. I have got to say that it is actually quite fun to hear about Lucas' life.

"Hey Maya can I ask you something?" Lucas ask me and sits up.

"Sure," I say a little uneasily and sit up too.

"The other day-" he begins but is cut off by a noise.

What is that? It sounds like footsteps. Oh no..

"Lucas get in my closet now!" I whisper and he looks confused but then gets up.

I push him in there quickly and tell him to not make any noise or sound until I say so.

Quickly I run and jump into my bed and pull the covers up. I close my eyes and try to act as if I am sleeping. My door creaks open and I can already tell it is Mike.

"What the heck is going on! Maya I know you are not asleep so don't be acting like you are!" He whisper/yells.

I slowly open my eyes and sit up.

"What do you mean?" I say with a shaky voice.

"You know what I mean young lady! What is with all this noise?" Mike says frustrated.

"What noise I never heard any," I reply quickly.

"Oh shut up! Do you want me to beat you again?" He hisses and grabs my wrist tightly.

Suddenly I feel liquid come down my arm and his hands.

"Keep it down or else! Wait what is this? Blood!" He looks at his hands and he rolls his eyes.

"UH I don't know what that is," I look down at my wrist and sigh.

"Probably being your clumsy and dumb self," Mike shakes his head and smirks.

"I will let you off with a warning this time, but next time shut up," He then slams the door and I let out a sigh of relief.

I get up and open my closet door and Lucas walks out.

"What was going on?" He asks with a concerned voice.

"Uh nothing," I smile and try to hide my wrist.

"Maya I am going to ask you again, what was going on," Lucas says in a more demanding and threatening voice that I haven't heard him used before.

"It was just my step father," I respond quietly.

"Why did he say that he would beat you again?" He questions and grabs my wrist.

Wincing I detach myself from his grip and he looks at his hand. Blood.

"Maya why is there blood on your wrist and on my hand?" He asks and looks at my wrist gently.

When I don't say anything he headed towards my bathroom. I try to stop him but he doesn't listen. Opening one of my drawers he gets out the blade and looks at me.

"Why do you have these?" He says in a deadly tone.

That's when I start to burst out into tears. Why do I have those? I am so pathetic. I slide to the floor crying and probably looking like a fool.

I feel Lucas' strong arms wrap around me and I burry my head into his chest.
This makes me feel so safe like nothing in this world can hurt me anymore.

"Maya why?" Lucas asks once I have calmed down a little bit.

"My life is a horrible one," I sigh and sniffle.

His arms tighten around me, which makes me feel even more secure.

"But why would you harm yourself?" He sighs.

"Trust me you don't want to know," I say quietly then it hits me.

"How did you know to look in the bathroom?" I ask wiping my eyes.

"My sister," Lucas sighs

"What do you mean? Wait your little sister?" I gasp.

"No my older sister, Maria, would cut herself a lot," he says shakily.

"What happened to her?" I ask.

"She is gone. Just like that she left me, she left my family," Lucas sighs.

"I am sorry," I shake my head.

"She was just very depressed a lot. Also she would get bullied and that would hurt Maria so much. Until finally one day she broke and when I came home I found her lying on her bathroom floor with blades and knives around her body. I wasn't able to save her," He tightens his arms around me again and I can tell he is trying not to cry.

I don't know what to say, so I just wrap my arms around him to try and comfort him. Here we sit on my bathroom floor, in each other's arms and crying because of our secrets. Some say secrets are meant to be kept, but maybe sometimes they are meant to be told.

"Maya?" Lucas asks.

"Yeah?" I reply.

"I can't lose you too," He grabs my hands and I slightly smile.

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Hey guys I hope you liked this! Well you got to learn more about Lucas' past. Okay can I just say...ISN'T LAYA SO ADORABLE! Sorry I just loved that moment they had! Anywho

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