Leave (L.H fanfic>)

Four.

(Authors Note) Okay this may sound weird but I haven't decided on who my main character Carters should be. So if you have any names of actress that you like, please comment below. Love you all
-LW
P.S-I picture Carter as the girl in the pic⬆️

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It's quiet the only sound I can hear is my heavy breathing and my heart beat. A shiver runs up my spine as I watch the tour guide walk towards the boy in the fog. They look towards me and before I know it the boy in the fog is pinning me against the truck. The old red truck that pulls the hay rides. I can't see the boys face all I know is that he's taller than me. I can hear his heavy breathing as he pushes my neck to the side. The tour guide, Michael rushes over pushing him off of me. "Jesus Luke are you crazy?!" Michael stood in front of me. So the guy in the fog has a name-Luke..

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"Wake up Carter! Wake up!" I jolt from my sleep quickly sitting up. My breathing is heavy and my head hurts. Ben's leaning over me his hands on my shoulder.

"It's okay C, it was just a dream." Ben says hugging me. I sat frozen in my bed starting at the wall in front of me.

It was the guys from last night, both of them. This scarred me, it was as if it was actually happening. The boy, Luke was hurting me. Michael stopped him... this is so confusing. It's jut a dream, but why is it effecting me this much? Ben sits next to me in bed.

"You okay?" He asks a worried look on his tired face.

"Y-Yeah, just a bad dream." I stutter with my words.

"You kept screaming stop, like you were being murdered or something." He said rubbing a hand through his hair. I wasn't being murdered, I just didn't like what was going on...what was Luke going to do to me? This made no sense at all. He was in the graveyard, he pinned me against the car. That's all I can remember.

"I'm not doing anything today, we can hangout. If you want to?" He asked a small smile on his face. I really wanted to hangout with him all day...but I needed to find out why I had that dream.

"I really would love to...but I have work." I lied not wanting him to think I am crazy.

"It's fine, I need to do some shopping anyway." He stood up walking to the door.

"Sorry Ben.." I whisper as he shuts the door.

Standing up I throw on a pair of jeans and another old band t-shirt. This is normally all I really wear,sometimes I change it up a bit. Tying my converse I grab my side bag throwing my camera in and rushing out the door.

"Bye Ben!" I yelled as I slammed the door to the apartment shut. Rushing down the street I grabbed a taxi, sense I don't have a car. I have no idea what I am thinking. Running to a graveyard just because you have a dream. That's something only I would do. Handing the driver a twenty dollar bill I rush out of the cab.

Standing on the side walk I stare at the old sign of the graveyard. You can barley read the words on top of it, Rosalie Graveyard. Sighing I close my eyes shaking my head before walking in. He isn't here, it's daylight nothing can hurt me. Quickly I walk to the small building on the side of the graveyard. Pushing the door open I fake a smile. There in a small seat behind the counter sits Michael. He sits up when he hears me enter.

"Hello." He smirks . Taking a deep breath I begin to speak.

"You were the tour guide from last night, right?" I ask even though I know the answer. He looks at me confused.

"No..I was at Molly's." Michael says confused. What? I swear he was there..he was making funny faces at me. This is so messed up.

"W-Wait what's your name?" I asked running a hand through my hair.

"Cliff, that's what my friends call me." He smirked. He is lying, he has to be lying. How else could he be here last night-yet be at Molly's? Who ever that is?!

Deciding to just ask him the question, I sigh beginning to smirk. He just watches me while spinning in his chair. What do I do if he answers the question though? Stay and talk? Leave, will he hurt me? Shaking my head, I look up to see him laughing at me.

"Who's Luke?" I say quietly hoping he can hear me.