Rejected and Broken (Cake 5sos boyxboy)

5: Run

We are going overkill on the updates... AND IF ANY OF YOU COMPLAIN THAT MINE ARE SHORT, SHHHH DETAILS. Oh and enjoy the pic attached, I made it...

Luek's pov

I was forcefully pulled around to face two unfamiliar, petite girls. "Come with us if you want to live, motha fucka." The brunette with green at the ends giggles. "Stop being dramatic and just pull him along, idiot." The unnatural red head grumbled before tugging my arm. "Careful, he's a human being." Greeny scoffed, before proceeding to tug on my other arm. I had no idea what was happening and it caused me to panic. "RUN!" They screamed in unison once they looked behind them and before I could react, they were dragging me down the street.

Getting thrown into an alleyway, I was lost and confused. "Did we lose him?" Greeny whispered. "Do you see him anywhere?" Red smiled fondly at Greeny before rolling her eyes. "Whats going on? How did you even get in my house?" Nothing was making sense right now. "Well first, This is Sahara and I'm Skylar. Hi." Greeny, or supposedly Skylar waved awkwardly. "Your name isn't Skylar." Sahara snorted. "Shhh, he doesn't need to know." Sahara laughed at her before becoming serious again.

"We were sent to take you away from your butt-frustrated father while the police are taking him to prison." She spoke quietly. Raising my eyebrow, I watch 'Skylar' start giggling. "You said butt-frustrated." "Quiet down, he could find us before they find him." Her eyes shone concern which I have never seen directed towards me before. "Right, sorry." Skylar whispered and began fidgeting with her flannel sleeves, concern in her eyes as well. Why are they concerned about me? They barely know me.

"So, you broke into my house?" I loosened my posture slightly but I still wasn't sure I could trust them. Their cheeks both blushed a bright pink. "Um, we thought that you were home and your dad was in the living room so, we climbed in through the basement window." Skylar explained with her head pointed towards the ground and her voice hushed. "When you weren't there, we kinda freaked out which caused your dad to hear us. We locked him down there. He's not there anymore." Sahara finished the thought.

Slowly nodding my head, I leaned back against the alleyway wall. "What now?" "We wait for Karen." Sahara grinned, revealing deep dimples in her cheeks. Deciding to not question it, I sighed and thought about the tattoo on my shoulder. Maybe he was right. They would just reject me and leave me to rot. No one wants a faggot like me.

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I feel physical pain every time I write that *shivers* But introducing... US! We are awesome *flips hair* Ask Sahara if you want visuals because you'd probably need to convince her...

Peace out, Katelyn...