Im in love with a bad boy(boyxboy)(Luke Hemmings)

Chapter Six

Jordan's P.O.V.

the bell rang and we left the dinner hall just ahead of the huge bundle of kids and walked to our lockers Greg and Anne split off to head to theirs because they were next to each other I sighed missing the happy vibe I picked up of them a few kids nudged me as they walked by adding a few words for the extra mental pain. I spent the rest of the day hiding at the back of the rest of my classes. At the end of the day i exited my last class and walked to my locker grabbing my jacket and headed out of school, then suddenly I heard a voice call my name and I turned around to see the one person I didn't expect to see, running up to me. I stood there frozen watching him run up to me. To terrified to to move either because of who he is or because of the smile on his face his lip ring more prominent than normal.
When he reached me as regained his normal composure but he held a smirk to his face.
He stepped up to me and slammed his lips onto mine and igniting fireworks within me. He pulled back and just walked off.
"Luke...?" i whispered standing there dumbfounded by what just happened.
I walked home unsure of how to feel. I unlocked my front door and was greeted with a slap across my face.His
"Honey our fat queer of a son is home!" my mom yelled up the stairs,the stench of alcohol strong on her breath i herd movements upstairs as i stepped into the house  and my mother slammed the door shut,as my fathers figure appeared at the top of the stairs.Anger written all over his face. I gulped wondering what I'd forgotten.
"oh sweetie looks like he doesn't remember what he forgot." my mother smiled bitterly at me and the realization hit me i was meant to get up earlier this morning to get some more larga for them. I watched him walking down the stairs his smile growing with each step at the thought of what he was going to do. He got to the bottom and i flicked as his hand came at me grabbing hold of my hair he dragged my back upstairs to the bathroom at this point i began to panic and try to get away but his grip was too strong. He kicked the back of my knee forcing my collapse just in front of the bath he gave another yank of my hair and forced my head into the freezing water.
I tried to pry his hand off my hair but it wouldn't work i could feel a black out coming but i was pulled up mere seconds before it came. I coughed and sputtered as he let me go and i dropped to the bathroom floor. He gave me two good kicks in my ribs before spitting on me and walking off.
After about an hour I finally rose to my feet still shaking from what had happened. I stumbled into my room and glanced at the clock twenty past four great I'm late for work.I
I removed my now damp t-shirt and replaced it with each a plane black t-shirt i squeezed out on my skinny jeans and put on a pair of black trousers
My self pitty would have to wait i popped my black Dr Martin on and claimed out of my bedroom window down the ivory. I began the normal work with a run desperate to get there quickly.