delilah
"no one hit me, lucas." I sigh.
"why the fuck is your cheek darker then your face then? take the make up off and show me there isn't a bruise there."
"I can't, I'm sorry but I don't want to show you my cheek."
"Delilah." I said sternly and I sighed.
I grabbed my makeup remover and slowly wiped the foundation off, with luke watching me carefully.
"I knew it! who the fuck hit you?!" he yelled.
"luke-"
"its obviously brenndan, fuck, delilah, how can you let him hit you around?" he sighed.
"I love him, I just did something wrong. he didn't mean to hit me."
"what did he mean to do then? high five your cheek? you're so clueless, lilah!" he said, his eyes watering.
"why are you crying?" I whispered as a tear fell from his eye.
"I hate that my best friend is getting abused, okay? I care for you so fucking much and I don't like seeing you hurt." he said, sitting on my bed, covering his face with his hands.
"I'm sorry, luke." I say, as I hugged him.
"I love you." he whispered, I smiled and hugged him tighter.
"I love you too."
brianna
"I thought we had something? and you threw it away for some.. girl! how could you? I trusted you." I sigh.
"you thought we had something.
I'm a guy, you knew I want more then kissing, I have needs.
but you didn't give me what I wanted, so I moved on I guess."
"seriously? you wanted sex? you're such a.. asshole!"
"I know I am." he smirked.
"I hate you!" I yelled and he walked over to me.
"no you don't."
"yes, I do!
just leave, I've gotta go back to delilahs." I sigh.
"whatever.
see you later, baby." he winked and left.
I held onto my right wrist tightly with my left to contain myself from crying, but I failed.
I cried, and my right wrist bled, from my nails digging into my skin.
I look at the time and hurry to get ready. i fix my makeup and walked out, going to delilahs, faking a smile once I get inside.
oh, how I wish It was a real smile.
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