Heartbroken // Kidnapped by Calum Hood

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Violet's pov:

I cried myself to sleep that night.
I woke up with tear stains all over my face and walked into my bathroom, caking makeup on to cover it up.

My parents died when I was 3 and I live with my Aunty though it doesn't feel like it. She's never home, she goes out using 'work' as an excuse but I don't really mind. It's lonely, but it's peaceful.

I packed my school bag, holding in more tears as I thought about if I would see him at school today. He'd walk by me with Aleisha on his arm, snickering with his friends and pretending not to even notice me.

It was 8:30 and I had to be there by 9.
For a split second I debated being sick but my grandma used to tell me not to run from your problems.

I changed out of my pyjamas, slipping on a navy blue school shirt and a navy skirt over the top. I walked over to my full body mirror which almost showed a completely different girl standing in front of me.

I picked up the hairbrush, untangling the knots from my light brown hair.
It's usually pretty easy to brush since I wash it quite often but I didn't last night.

I guess you could say I lost motivation.
Had I even had a shower last night?
God, I can't remember, it was all a blur of on-coming emotions.

I loaded on deoderent after nearly passing out of the stink of my armpits.

I glanced in the mirror again and the only thing I saw left of me, the old me, was my name.

My name is Violet Campbell and I have been heartbroken by Calum Hood.

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It was now 10:55, just after our double lesson of pe. I followed by best friend Hope out of class.

"Everything alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" I asked, plastering on a smile.

She stared at me for a good minute or two before raising her eyebrows and continuing on about the boy she thinks is cute.

I picked up some of the conversation and tried not to tune out but when she snapped her fingers in front of my face I knew it was too late.

"Violet, what's wrong?" she shouted.

Thoughts ran through my head whether or not to tell her the truth or make up another lie. My brain decided 'lie' was an appropriate idea.

"I just miss Calum, he said he's not going to be here for the rest of the week" I sighed.

She rolled her eyes, laughing and brushing it off. Phew. This continued on the for the rest of the day.
I tuned out in classes and basically ignored everyone.

I had to walk home today.
Like everyday. My Aunty never picks me up because 'work.'

I reached the resteraunts in town, striding down towards the alley.
I hated that alley, it brung back memories of the worst day of my life.
I plugged my earphones in and ignored everything for a minute.

The sound of 'Bang Dem Sticks' by Meaghan Trainor rung out in my ears, blocking out any noise from my surroundings.

Each step I took the misery grew, even with the cheerful symphony of music engulfing me. My hands were in my pockets and a rock skidded past my feet, landing in front of me.

I turned around, seeing no figures or anything, just the darkness of the lonely alleyway. I kept walking, nearing the end when an arm latched around my waist, a hand meeting my mouth before I could scream.

I lifted my feet off the ground, kicking and hoping to use my weight as an advantage. Nothing seemed to work and I poked my tongue out, hoping to gross the person out and let me go.

"Nice try babe" A voice chuckled.

I used my arms to attempt to pry myself out of his grip but to no avail.

"Don't make me restraint you, you won't like it" he whispered in my ear.

He picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder and I pounded on his back, kicking and screaming and he hissed at me to shut up. I used my last resort.

I lifted his shirt up at the back and dug my long nails into his skin.

He winced.

"Ouch! Violet stop it!" he boomed.

He took me off his shoulder, placing me on the ground and muttering under his breath.

"You asked for it"

His eyes glowed red and I shook in fear as he straddled me.

"No, please, I'm sorry" I sobbed.

I couldn't see his facial features other than his eyes as it was too dark.
His hands clasped my cheeks and forced me to look into his blood red eyes.

"Don't move or say a word"

His eyes faded down to a dark brown once more and I opened my mouth to speak finding my voice wouldn't come out. It was like my voice had been captured and my body was paralysed.

I let tears roll down my face and he lifted me up again, carrying me to a car and placing me in the back, buckling my seatbelt for me.

I hated feeling this useless but not a muscle in my body moved an inch.
My string-like hair fell forward in front of my face and I tried blowing it back but it wouldn't co-operate.

I squeezed my eyes shut desperately trying to forget about the situation I was in and drifted off to darkness.

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hey guys, I'm pretty proud of this, it's 933 words :") my goal was 1000 but I didn't want to drag it on too much so comment what you think x

~ Genevieve