Breaking point//L.H.

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So I really suck at writing and I think I'm just going to post the rest of the chapters that I've written and then just leave the story as it is. Unless someone actually likes this story, then I'm going to be done with it. I've written up to about chapter 30 something and then that will be it. If you really don't want me to stop writing the story you can contact me in any way.
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She grinned and giggled softly, her cheeks becoming a flaming red color. They were still inches apart. He pulled her down onto his chest on the bed.

"What do you want to do today?" He asked, running his hands through her hair.

"Can we just lay here and watch tv? I'm feeling lazy" she confessed.

"Sure what's your favorite show?" He smirked.

They stayed like that watching Tv and laying together for hours. Lydia's eyelids began to get heavy. Luke kissed her forehead, thinking she was asleep.

"I love you. I'm such a mistake" he whispered and ran out of the room.

Lydia jumped out of the bed. She padded through the house attempting to find luke. All of a sudden she was pushed against the wall. Michael was standing there with his arms on either side of her head.

"Why don't you love me? Why do you like Luke? He's so horrible. Don't you see that I actually like you? It should be just me and you baby." He said and she immediately pushed herself harder against the wall. He was drunk.

"Michael of course I like you. Now please let me go." she pleaded.

"Just so you can go running back to Luke?"he growled.

"Michael. Please I'll come talk to you later or something if you just let me go." She rambled on.

"Fine." He huffed.

He moved his arms and muttered nasty comments under his breath. She ran until she heard soft, muffled breaths coming from behind the bathroom door. She quietly opened it and slipped in. His back was facing her. He had a blade in his trembling hand. She hurried next to him and grabbed his wrist. Tears were now running down both of their faces.