I stomped down the stairs when I was finally met with a smell I found familiar. Lasagna. It's my favorite meal but I knew what my mom was doing. She was trying to bribe me. I wouldn't take it.
I sat down at the table, my mom across from me. She stole some glances my way. I tried my best to not look at her.
"Luke, I know you're mad at me but seriously? The silent treatment? I'm your mother!" It took all of me to not shout back.
"Luke!" She yelled again I shot up and stared at her blankly.
"Luke!" This time she started to cry, I couldn't stand it. I grabbed my plate and ran up to my room, I locked the door and ate my dinner in peace as the sobs from my mother were drowning my ears.
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'Ring!' Shouted the bell. My head was sore and my knees were weak, when I got out if my seat my legs nearly gave out. I carried my backpack out of the class looking down at the floor.
"Oh, erm, hey Luke" a familiar voice said to me. I looked up. Ashton.
"What do you want?" I asked sternly.
"Just to apolo-"
"Don't," I interrupted him. "W-what?" He asked.
"I'm done with your shit, Ashton!" I started to walk away but he stopped me. "Follow me," he pleaded.
"I don't trust you," I told him
"It'll be quick," he promised. I finally nodded and he pulled me into a dark spacious room. He pulled up his sleeve. I almost choked.
"Don't be scared!" He said as I lifted mine up. In the very moment our birthmarks lit up the room. I looked around, it was a abandoned gym.
"I don't see what you're getting at," I protested.
"Do you not see? We are destined to be!" He slightly shouted. I didn't know what to do. I looked down at my wrist and I ran out of the room.
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BirthMark »Lashton«
FanfictionAshton, that's his name. Every time he comes near me my wrist glows a star shape. I try to hide it but I can't. He bully's me everyday, but my wrist glows brighter and brighter. All rights reserved madiemaddie ®
