Chapter Six

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Anizas POV

I sat on the couch, stressfully pulling at my long dark brown hair. It's currently 10:00 pm. Aeris and Kira should have gotten home at 7:30. It's not normal for them to stay out late.

Quickly, I took out my phone and dialed Kira's number, only for it to go straight to voicemail. What the actual fuck?!

I threw my phone across the room. My phone hit the wall and broke into pieces. "Oh great." I sighed.
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My fist came in contact with a locker as soon as I stepped foot at this hell hole of a school. Most of the students stopped and stared, some whispering to the people next to them. I don't know what to do anymore... It's been three days now and I've been going everywhere trying to find the three of them. I'm so alone... I can't take this anymore...

"What the fuck are you looking at?!" I screamed as I faced my peers. Their eyes widened as one girl in particular just stood and smirked.

"A crazy freak, that's what," Alexis laughed. Ew.

My knuckles began to turn white as I slowly stepped towards her. "You're such a slutty ass bitch. You know that?" That was the last thing I said until I lunged at her and tackled her to the floor. She screamed. I screamed back. This was a game. And let me tell you, it's a fun one.

A crowd formed around us as I threw punches. Her blood wasn't flowing like I wanted so I looked around and found a ten pound math text book. I held it up above the girls head and threw it down with all the force I had. The screaming stopped. A shining puddle of blood grew around her pale face.

I brought my bloody knuckles to my lips, smelled it, and gently licked the blood from my skin. The metal-like taste filled my mouth, bringing a smile to my face. You may think I'm weird, but I'm just a normal person with strange habits.

The sound of police sirens filled my ears. I made a run for it before they could find me. Guess I'll have to hide again. There's no way I could get past the court with this one...

There was the perfect place. A dark, wet, alley way. It was the best place. The buildings were too close together for the police to drive through and it was empty. At least it looked like it.

I crouched my body behind an old dumpster waiting to make sure the police were gone.

"Hey," a husky voice whispered in my ear. "What is a lost soul like you doing out here?"

I looked back and saw a person I would never expect to run into, especially in an alley way.

Lucas Robert Hemmings.

"U-Um I w-was just l-" I stammered before I was cut off by his light laugh.

"Relax, babe. I'm not going to pressure you." He smiled. Then his face turned into curiosity. He leaned forward to investigate my face. His cold thumb ran over my bottom lip, then bringing it in front of his eyes. "Interesting..."

Once I discovered what he was looking at, my hands became clammy. What is he going to do? He's going to know I did something. Will he turn me in to the police??

He did the opposite of expected. He began the laugh some more and smiled fondly. "W-What? You don't think I'm messed up? You're not afraid of me?"

He smiled and shook his head. "Not at all love. If you want to know a secret, I guess you could say we're both a little messed up." He held my hand and stood up, pulling me up with him.

Luke began to walk towards the sidewalk with me before I tugged him backward. "I-I can't go out there. I'll get in trouble."

He nodded and took off one of his rope bracelets and slid it on my wrist. "Wear this and no one will see you."

I gave him a cautious look before going along with it. He seemed pretty trust worthy.

I couldn't help but continue to look over at him. He was so handsome. Everything about him was breathe taking.

"Like what you see?" He laughed lightly, snapping me from my thoughts and bringing a tint of red to my cheeks.

"Sorry," I quickly apologized. My eyes moved to his hand that was holding mine. I really don't want to admit this but I can't deny that I have feelings for him. I know it's way to early to say that. But if you think about it, I've known him for a long time. I pretty much knew everything about him.

But I can't help but feel this was perfect. Almost too perfect...

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