"Why did you punch the mirror?" Luke insisted on getting an answer out of me.
I was in a slight daze, feeling nauseous from all of the blood I witnessed in one day, and I didn't hear Luke, let alone notice he was still behind me...even though we'd been walking for like 4 minutes.
He placed his hand on my shoulder and suprise suprise, I jumped.
"Luke!" I cried, maybe a bit too loud. I put my hand on my chest to try and calm down my rapid heart beat.
"Jesus!!! You're so jumpy and it is stupid! You punch mirrors and bring all the attention to yourself! You know what you are? Huh Lily? You're an attention seeking little bitch." He spat. This outburst happened suddenly and it caught me by suprise. 'You're an attention seeking little bitch.'
'Attention seeking little bitch.'
'Bitch.'
The words wizzed around my mind and I stumbled back, away from him. He was a monster.
Luke's eyes just burnt a hole into me, he looked mad. The further back I stumbled, the closer he got to me. I started to panic as I was up against the wall, nowhere else to go. His eyes began to soften when he saw how frightened I was...
"Look what we have here!!!" Michael chuckled. The three boys strutted towards me and Luke and my breathing hitched at the back of my throat.
"You doing our job, Lucas?" Ashton asked, sounding angry.
"Guys loo-" Luke was rudely interrupted by Calum. Calum walked so close to me that I could feel his breath on my face. My hands frantically started to shake. Not confrontation please. Not now.
"Give me a kiss or you're gonna get in trouble." He mumbled in my face.
"N-No..." I released a squeaky whisper from my lips.
"No?" Calum whispered back.
"No?!" He yelled this time, grabbing my shoulders, pulling me towards him then smacking me at the wall. I cried in pain and he did it continuously until I was begging him to stop. 'You have to kiss him.' The voice in my head kept reminding me about kissing him.
I grabbed his cheeks roughly and placed my lips against his for 0.1 of a second, then pushed him away with lots of force.
"That wasn't a good kiss. You aren't a good kisser you know?" He hissed.
"Guys stop i-"
"Luke, SHUT. UP." Michael growled, kicking Luke's shin.
Was Luke trying to help? My phone vibrated in my pocket and Ashton smirked at me.
"Answer it."
My shaky hands clutched my phone and I answered it. "H-Hello?"
"Hey Lils! We have a suprise for you. Go home right now and call us when you get there. Love you loadsssss!!!!"
My phone beeped, signalling the call ended.
"Who would love you?" Michael asked in disgust. "You're a pathetic, ugly, fat, disgusting troll who doesn't deserve anyone's love." He laughed like he was proud of himself. Luke's fists balled up and he walked towards Michael.
'Attention seeking little bitch'
I can't get Luke's words out of my head.
I pushed past Luke and grabbed Michael's hair roughly, kneeing him in the stomach.
He doubled over and I was grabbed by Ashton. He grabbed my throat and held me, our eyes connected.
"What do you think you're doing, squirt?" Squirt. That's what Tyler calls me. How dare he. How does he know? Is it a coincidence?
"Patronising piece of crap." I spat.
I kicked him in the man parts and ran down the corridor.
I had to get away.
I can't live here anymore.
I need to go home. Back to England. Back with my friends and the ones I love.
As I was walking home, I began to feel myself becoming even sadder and felt my body start to hunch over. Little did I know, I was crying. I wiped the half dried tears from my face whilst unlocking the door to my home.
When I walked in, I took off my shoes carefully and slowly removed my coat.
Sad.
'Attention seeking little bitch.'
'Fat'
'Ugly'
'Troll'
'Don't deserve to be loved.'
I screamed loudly and ran upstairs. Luckily, the house was empty.
I flew onto my bed and cried into my pillow. I'm sick and tired of this. So tired.
I had a few missed calls from the guys at home and some text messages but I didn't want to talk to anyone. I wanted to be alone.
I changed slugishly into my pyjamas and crawled into my bed.
After a good few minutes of staring at the ceiling, I soon fell asleep with the thoughts, opinions and words from the 4 boys.
My bullies.
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Fanfiction(THIS STORY ALSO HAS TWENTY ONE PILOTS) My name is Lily. I live a pretty simple life. 2 Working parents, an average house, an only child. We had to move from our country, England, to Australia due to my fathers work. I was nervous at the thoug...
