Forgotten (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 4

In the previous chapter:

I got like 3 packs of snacks and 5 bottles of water, since im always so fucking thirsty, 

I then, went to the entrance. I sighed and wished this would all end. I stayed in the entrance and thought ' Here I go to conquer the world and all the hate and hell.

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I saw Luke outside and I saw he had no blood anymore and just scars, but I was like kinda far away so I couldn't see clear. But, I'm pretty sure he washed his blood away. Piece of shit. He was dressed in black skinny jeans with rips on it and an armpit shirt that says: You Complete me.  

I got just a bit closer to his car, his car is a Range Rover, (A white one.)  But I looked at him and saw he was with a girl on the hood. It was the my slutty bully, Amy Hillington. She was wearing booty shorts, converse, and she had a belly shirt. And no offence or anything but she as a little too skinny so she didn't really look good. 

Whatever, so well I went near the car, pretty much in front of Luke and Amy and they didn't notice me so I had to speak up, so I said, "Hi, Luke so I dont have time here to see you two assholes smooching so move it." I demanded, narrowing my eyes at them.

He rolled his eyes and squeezed her ass and kissed her and whispered under his breath, "I'll be back tomorrow so we can keep going." He smiled and winked at Amy. 

I rolled my eyes and since he never locks the damn car, I jumped on the passanger seat and put my legs on the desk part in front of me, where you put navigators and other articles for the car.

He jumped in his seat and said, "Get your fucking feet off my car. And don't touch anything." He ordered. 

"No. I can do what I want." I smiled evily.

"I never knew you were such a badass." He smirked. 

"Well now you know." I fake smiled back. 

I totally hated his guts. Obviously, he should've hated my guts. He was a  total jerk and a fucking bully.

"Just drive me to your place." I demanded. 

He drove off and I was just playing on my phone. Checking my social medias. Facebook was included. Many messages from Cole was still there. I totally hated him. But what could I do? Just wait till' im 18 to finally talk to the police. I checked some texts and they said some things....mostly hate. Some things said this: 

.1) Hey Camwhore what are you doing

.2) Ooooooo mama gimme another show

.3) Slut got upset? I hope you are...because your life will be a fucking hell...

I read the third one again and again. I finally knew who the fuck it was. It was the same Cole guy. Oh my fucking God, what was I going to do? I literally ruined my life for a fucking flash I did. I'm obviously the dumbest human being alive. That moment I started crying. 

All Luke did was look at me. 

"My life will always be hell." I sobbed. 

I covered my face with my hands and didn't know what I fucking did for the supposedly charming boy, Cole.

"That's for being a slut." Luke said. 

"WOW! That made me feel better. STOP THE CAR!" I screamed. 

"NO!" He yelled back. 

I immediatly opened the door without thinking and jumped out. I fell down a hill and from there everything blacked out.