The Freak (Luke hemmings fanfic)

Chapter 3

Luke's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about that girl, Lacey I think. I know that she's most likely not going to be like those stuck up popular bitches that follow me around like lost puppies.

In that moment I realized the boys would never approve of me being with her or even being friends with her or even being friends with her.

Okay so popular boys are only supposed to be around popular people and date popular girls but I don't give a shit what they think. I like her, she's different.

"Luke." I heard Mrs. Weaver say and it snapped me out of my thoughts as quickly as I started them.

I stayed quiet so she could continue and she did. "I asked you a question." She said quite calmly.

"I'm sorry. Can you please repeat the question ma'am?" I asked as the goody I was.

"Sure sweetie! What branch of math did Muslims use/create?" This was weird because we weren't on this topic but I knew the answer anyway.

"That would be trigonometry ma'am." That ended as she went on to teach and stuff. I didn't pay any attention I was too consumed by my thoughts to listen. The bell stopped me from anymore thinking. I got up and ran towards the Algebra classroom desperate to see her again.

On the way some chick tried to kiss me but I pushed her away mumbling a quick sorry and ran down the hall.

Once I saw her a smile appeared wide on my face, then it suddenly faded and was replaced with a broke heart and a tear that threatened to fall but I wouldn't let it.

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I slid down the wall and thought about everything. Was there a real purpose to live? Was there even a purpose to breathe anymore? People warn you about how cyberbullies and bullies are the worst thing but they never warn you about the ones in your mind.

I was already breaking. By now I already burst into tears not caring if people saw me, not caring if I had class to get to. I got the sudden urge to scratch.

'No, no, no!' This can't be happening. I haven't had the urge in so long.

I took off all my bracelets to see my wrist. I ran my finger over the scars, while tears washed over them. All of a sudden I felt a light touch on my shoulder and a tear drop on my scars and it wasn't mine.

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Luke's POV

Once I saw her my heart felt broken but after seeing her battle wounds it actually broke.

I never cry but this time I couldn't stop the tears, I let gravity take over. It feels like I've known her for years, but in reality I met her about an hour ago.

"Come with me." The words fell out of my mouth.

"W-what?" Her voice was the only thing I wanted to hear even if it was shaky.

"I wanna take you somewhere." There is goes again, words falling from my mouth, and my heart began to race as the silence stretched on.

She pushed herself off the ground. "L-look I barely know you but you're the first person to ever care about how I feel, and honestly I would never trade that for anything." She paused then began again. "Y-you're the first person that looked at my scars and didn't call me a f-freak." Her voice broke a couple times, and a lone tear rolled down her cheek. I quickly wiped the tear with the pad of my thumb gentally, I didn't want to break her.

My arms went to secure her in a hug and I never wanted to let her go but I had to so I could walk.

"Take me away."
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Jk sorry I added two chapters together so it wasn't as short.

Stay smexy peeps and eat lots of pizza!!

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