I'm Fine ➰ Lucaya (ON HOLD)

I cant do this anymore

I just gotta say, Corey looks so hot in that picture I can't anymore. Okay I'm done fangirling. Back to the story :)👍🏼
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One year later:

Lucas's POV

It's been a year and I still can't get that day out of my head. But Maya was drunk and she doesn't remember a single thing. I just kept it to myself. I bet she doesn't even like me like that but I know I do. I know I'm in love with her. Some day I'll have the guts to tell her that.

Maya's POV

It's been worse sense that party Lucas had. I've been bullied even more about how I look because I look totally different and that I'm a slut because I only dressed like the to get into boys pants. Also because I only changed to get attention. I wish everyone knew the real me. And I wish Lucas knew how I feel about him.

I was walking to class until someone dropped my books. I bent down to pick them up but than a heel stepped on it and I look up to see Sarah. Before she was like Missy's minion, but now that missy is one of my best friends she became a whole new person. She's nice to everyone now that Brandon got expelled for bullying and threatening Everyone. So now Sarah is like the new, old missy. She's a little irritating bitch.
"What do you want Sarah." I say sighing. People think we look like each other but she has brown hair. I don't see it.
"I want you to suffer." She said smirking. Her minions just laughed.
"You can't make me suffer. You aren't the old missy. Unlike you she wasn't someone's minion. All you wanted was to be popular so you backed her up. But remember this and think about it hard. After high school, you will be nothing. Popularity will not matter. This is all just a game. No one will care that you were popular. You won't have minions to laugh at every stupid little thing you say. So stop being a bitch because no one and I mean no one, will care about your soul. You'll just become a nothing just like me. At Least I have a brain to understand all this." I pick up my books and stand up to look at her straight in the eye
"Unlike you. You can't even put an outfit together." As I say that she scoffs and I notice there's people around us but I honestly didn't give a shit about them and walked away to mr.Matthew's class like nothing happened.

4 months later.

Maya's POV
for about 2 months I've been getting death threat notes in my locker and text messages from different numbers for me to kill myself. I couldn't do this anymore. They didn't get to me for while. Until last week I've been hearing voices in my head to kill myself and I couldn't take it anymore so I ran to the bathroom and try to find something sharp. I didn't find anything so I went downstairs to find a smooth, sharp knife. I found one and sense my parents weren't home I did it over the sink. It didn't hurt that much so I did a couple more. I was about to do more until the door opened and I saw him.

Lucas's POV

I was in shock from what I saw. Maya standing over the sink with a knife on her wrist. She put it in the sink a quick as possible and put her arms behind her back so I could not see her arm. I walked to her and took her hands that were covered in dripping blood from both her wrists. I look down at her straight in the eyes and whisper, "why?" She started crying and I hugged her. She immediately hugged back and she pulled away.
"Are you sure you want to hear?" I nodded.
"But before I tell you can you help me bandage these up?" I nodded again and we walked into her room. She took out some bandages and some ointment for the cuts to heal. I took them from her and I took her wrists and cleaned them off with a wet towel. She took a giant breath from how it felt. I'm guessing it hurt her. I just took her other and that was also bleeding and say
"If it hurts, just squeeze my hand. Okay?"
She nodded in agreement and I start cleaning her off a bit. She squeezed it a lot but it didn't mind me because it didn't hurt from how small her hands are. After putting all the bandages on her, I look up at her and ask her again.
"why would you do this?" She sighed.
"Because for a couple months someone has been sending me death threat notes in my locker and a bunch of random phone numbers texting me to die or kill myself, and last week I started to hear voices in my head every second of the day to kill myself for the better and it will make everyone happy. I couldn't take it anymore!" She started sobbing so I pulled her into a hug.
"It's going to be alright. I promise it will be." I say quietly. She nods. After a couple minutes she looks up to me and I look into her watery ocean blue eyes that you can drown in.
"I'll be right here for you." I say calmly. She snuggles into my chest and I ask,
"When are your parents coming back?"
"Sunday. Why?" She asked confused.
"I'm staying here until Sunday." I said smiling.
She repeated herself, "why?"
"I want to know that your safe."