Who Says |.l.t.|

~Chapter 9~

Lexi’s POV.

I didn’t see Louis for a whole month after that horrible evening. You know what, I don’t even want to go there. I’m still healing, although my black eye has gone.

Wait… When I say I didn’t see Louis, I meant the nice Louis, the Louis I like, not Tommo who goes out with Gemma.

But not seeing Louis also meant I still had questions; who he really is, how he knew my dad would beat me when I got home that night- and how come he left his shoes behind in such a hurry.

School was over for the day, the week in fact, and I had a half term to ‘look forward’ to. Yeah, right, a whole week at home sounds fun.

I shut my small locker door, and made sure it was locked, before slinging my bag over my shoulder and striding down the nearly empty hallway to the front doors. My bruises all along my hip throbbed with every step as the paracetamol wore off, but I didn’t show any limp. Just get out of school, I thought to myself, and you can take the back alley route where no one can see you limping.

It didn’t take very long to get round to the back of the school, and finally I could limp to my hearts content. I let a small tear roll down my cheek, as the pain increased with every step. Behind me, I heard a leaf crunch, and spun around to face my ‘attacker’.

“Louis,” I whispered, seeing the face I’d honestly missed. Well, half the face- again, he was wearing his beanie and sunnies. He came towards me and engulfed me in a hug. “I’m so, so sorry.” He whispered into my hair, and kissed the top of my head.

We stayed like that for a minute, before he pulled away and offered me his arm to lean on. After hopping a few ridiculous steps, he stopped again, shaking his head. “No, this is stupid. Here.” He offered me his back, and I hesitated. “You wont try and run off with me will you?”  I asked warily. He chuckled, and I could picture his kind smirk on his face.

I jumped up onto his back, and made myself comfortable, before he confidently started moving forward. “Your house?” He asked, as we turned out of the darker alley and onto the main high street.

“Oh, sorry-”

“Oh, no, it’s- fine.”

Louis had bumped into Louis. Louis had stumbled, and Louis had reached out to help him steady.

Confusing to read? Yeah, think about how I felt.

The Louis that was giving me a piggyback, coughed awkwardly. “Well, sorry again.” He said, in a gruff voice. He moved away as fast as he could, as I held on tightly to try and stay on his back.

I didn’t say anything, and neither did Louis, until we reached my front door and he put me down so I could let us both in.

Once I had the door unlocked and open, I turned around to invite Louis in- only to discover he wasn’t there. I swore under my breath, as I slowly shut the door and walked as quietly as I could up the stairs to my bedroom. Closing the door, behind me, I slid down the frame of it and put my hand to my mouth to cover the sobs. I really didn’t understand what was going on- and it made me feel so, so weak.

All kinds of horrible thoughts started going through my mind; maybe Louis had an older brother, and he set him on me to wind me up. Maybe I really was going mad. Or maybe this was life’s way of showing me karma.

Dad’s voice echoed in my mind, and I could remember vividly all the beatings; my fingers traced every lingering lump, bruise, sore spot. The tears started to flow faster, and I looked up at the ceiling.

Either way, I didn’t want to handle it anymore.

Louis’ POV.

The guy that nearly knocked me down apologised again, only this time in a different voice. I frowned a little, but shrugged it off as he walked hastily down the road with Lexi on his back. Odd, she never mentioned to Gemma she had someone.

In the pit of my stomach, a little bubble of jealousy burst, and I swallowed thickly. Don’t be stupid, I thought, you have Gemma, and you like her.

However this was one thing I couldn’t kid myself about. I don’t know what I was doing with her- she honestly annoys me, all clingy and whiney and squeaky. I shook my head, before texting Gemma to meet me at my house. I had to break it off- I couldn’t lead her on.

Making my way back the way I’d come, I spotted Lexi’s door slightly open, and the sound of- no way, it couldn’t possibly be. It sounded like someone was crying!

Cautiously, I looked up and down the street, before creeping into the house. The sound of crying got louder as I approached the staircase. The floor board under my feet as I stepped up onto the first step creaked, and I winced and froze. Thankfully, nothing happened. The sound of crying got oddly quieter as I walked up the stairs, and as I stopped outside of her bedroom door, I heard a thud.

My eyes widened, and in a panic I opened the door.

My heart stopped.

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