The Broken Ones (Cake FanFiction)

Chapter 4

•Calum's POV•

I wander the hallways, as free period passes. I walk past the bathroom and I hear crying.

I should just pretend that I don't hear anything but my curiosity is too much to handle.

I quietly walk into the bathroom and the sobbing continues. I debate on what to say.

"Uh..are you okay?" I say out load and I sound absolutely stupid. Like if they were okay why would they be crying?

The sobbing stops almost immediately.

•Luke's POV•

I run into a bathroom stall and I break down. Why is my dad the way he is. I don't even deserve to call him my dad. He's more of a monster.

Tears stream down my face and they won't stop.

"Uh..are you okay?" Someone says and I freeze.

I wipe my eyes and tears away. I wipe my hand across my face trying to get rid of any sign of crying.

I unlock the stall door and keep my head down. I don't need more people beating me up.

"Luke?" He even knows who I am. Just because I'm gay.

I look up. Calum, the bad boy, is asking if I'm okay. The kid that is known all around the school is asking if I'm okay. He's probably only asking so he can make fun of me.

I look up at him and I just smile, a fake one, "y-yeah..I'm f-fine." I stutter out and rush out if the bathroom.

•+•+•+
The bell rings signaling it's lunch time. I take my time going to the lunch room. I have no reason to be in a rush when everyone hates me.

I grab the food I want and take it over to a table where no one is. I sit down and just stare at my food.

Not long after, Michael and Ashton come along to make fun of me for everything I do. This is going to be a living hell. Oh wait, isn't my everyday life of being here hell?

••••

I run to my house. It was a awful day, just like always. The bad boy at my school knows that I basically cry all the time.

"Hey little--- what's wrong!?" Jack ask, frantically.

"I'm fine.." I sniffle, running up to my room.

I lock the door, sliding down it.

•^•^•^•

I wake up to a pounding on my door. "Lucas! Dinner is ready!" My mum yells through the door. I must've fallen asleep at some point.

I jump up being very skittish. Thanks dad for making me that way.

I walk down the steps and rub my eyes. "Hey, BabyBro." Ben says. I always hated when he called me that but I couldn't be more happy.

"Hey.." I sit down next to my brothers.

My mum sets down plates of Spaghetti. I've  loved this meal but I feel slightly sick to my stomach.

I pick at my food not wanting to eat. "You alright Luke?" My dad asks, with fake concern.

"F-fine."