Six Months Of Lyla

Chapter 23: War

I take his phone and set it back on the table exactly where it was before. Then 6 minutes later he comes out of the shower, his lower half wrapped in a towel.

I don't even look at him.

"Hey maybe we could go see a movie or something tonight, that new musical one you like came out. What's it called again?" He says taking a seat on the couch next to me.

I shrug my shoulders.

"The French one?"

"Les Miserables." I say quickly, my eyes glued to the TV.

"What's wrong babe?"

"Nothing." I say then I get up and start walking toward my room.

"Oh c'mon, what is it?" He says blocking the door way.

I cross my arms. "I don't know...maybe you should ask Karina!" Tears begin rolling down my face.

He moves out of the way and I walk in shutting the door in his face, and locking it. Then I climb into my bed. All I want is my mom and my friends.

Luke's POV

I walk into the living room, grab my phone then go to my room. I throw on a baggy pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt then climb up on to my bed.

I click on my phone. I have a message from Karina. A girl I dated in year 11, short platinum blonde, not very smart, from London. She texts me from time to time. And I guess Lyla saw it.

I open the message. "Hey babe, I had fun the other night. Let's plan something like that again ;)" What the fuck?

I haven't seen this girl in 8 months. The last time was at a friend's party.

She was probably high or something when she sent this, or she's mental.

I text her back. 'Karina, Leave me alone. You need to forget about me. You and I both know we haven't seen each other since that party. Delete my number or else I'll change it.'

Great now Lyla thinks I'm cheating on her. I get up and walk to her room. I knock twice then wait. "Lyla, please open up. I didn't cheat. I wouldn't do that to you."

"Go away!"

"Karina's just a dumb girl I dated in year 11, and she can't get over me."

"Sure, neither can Ellie! I'll be next in your line up right? You can just add me to the list."

"What? I guess I've just have trouble with girls. Then you come along and change everything. I really do love you."

"Just leave me the fuck alone Luke! I don't believe you."

"Why are you being such a little bitch?" I say, just as she opens her door and walks out.

Lyla's POV

"Me?" I can't believe he just said that to me.

"Well obviously you! No one else is here."

"Why are you being such a mean, controlling ignorant bastard who won't fess up to cheating on me!" I scream.

"For fucks sake! I didn't cheat!"

"That's not what Karina says!" I yell. "You know maybe I should've stayed with Beau I'm sure he wouldn't do that to me. I'm so stupid, I knew all along that you'd had a lot of girls, I just didn't want to believe it!" I scream. The tears pouring out of my eyes.

He harshly presses me up against the wall, causing pain throughout my chest.

"You're hurting me!" I cry out.

"I guess that's just what controlling ignorant bastards do. Now say sorry."

"NO! I hate you and I wish I never came here! And I wish I never fell in love with you! Because I did and I take it back now!" I take the heart shaped locket from my neck and throw it at him.

He grabs my arm with all his strength and I'm shaking like crazy. I'm terrified of him.

"You don't mean that." He says.

"I do." I say my voice just as shaky as my body.

He takes his hand and hits me straight in the face causing me to fall back on the floor.

I struggle to get to the door but I make it and swiftly push it open.

"Lyla...please wait! I'm sorry...I didn't mean to."

I run away and he doesn't chase after me. I go through yards, having no destination. I just want to get away and not come back.

I feel my cheek and there's a bump forming. I come to a bus stop, and collapse on the bench. Pulling my knees into my chest, wishing my mother was here to hold me and tell me every things okay. But I'm nearly 1,000 miles away from home.

Luke's POV.

I hate myself. I'm becoming exactly what I was afraid of. The same guy my father was. Treating my girl the same way he treated my mum.

I lean against the wall and slide down so I'm sitting then I run my hands through my hair.

She's never coming back. She'll never love me again. I don't want us to end like this. I don't want us to end at all.

Please come back Lyla.