Help Me//L.H

Chapter Thirteen

*Luke's P.O.V*

I watched in horror as Michael held his phone up towards my face, showing me the video of Lily. Ashton and Calum were also present, but there were about 10 more people around, still in fits of laughter from watching the video.

Lily was sitting on the closed toilet lid at school, her bag was placed on her lap and she was hugging it as she cried quietly. Obviously not quietly enough since somebody overheard and decided to film her over the tops of the toilet cubicle... Her knees were pulled up to her bag, and her petite arms only just managed to wrap around her bag and her knees. After a while, the video showed Lily rummaging around in her bag, and she slowly pulled out a small teddy. She analysed it for a second, then let out a weak sob and held it to her chest.

"What's so funny?" I asked, a combined hint of anger and confusion in my voice.

"What's s-o funny?" Michael mocked, laughing loudly in-between. "Dude, she is crying to her sad self and then starts cuddling a dumbass teddy! But wait!!! It gets better!" He sang.

***TRIGGER WARNING***

She placed the teddy back into her rucksack, and then pulled out her pencil case. She emptied it onto the floor and wrapped her fingers around a shiny object. A pencil sharpener. She somehow managed to break away the outer shell of plastic, and retrieved the blade. My breathing hitched at the back of my throat, but I disguised it in a cough. She smoothly slid the blade across her wrists, her eyes shut the whole time. The person who was recording started laughing, and yelling stuff at Lily. She jumped and dropped the blade, staring at the camera, and that was when the recording stopped. 

"CLASS!" Michael yelled at the top of his voice. He sent the video to everyone on his contact list, and to the most popular girls in school, knowing that they would send it further. 

I mustered a small, fake laugh so I didn't seem suspicious to the boys, but inside I was dying. This video was going to break her. Her life will soon turn to hell and there is nothing I can do about it.

*Lily's P.O.V*

"Thank you for having us little one." Josh giggled, slightly drunk. I opened my arms for a cuddle, but instead he just shook my hand and stumbled out. I said goodbye to everyone else, and began to tidy up the room. My mind kept thinking back to what Tyler said to me about Luke. I wasn't too sure what to believe...I mean, do I trust my best friend for as long as I can remember, or do I take the risk of going with Luke? 

I shook my head as if the thoughts would disappear, and headed up to my bedroom. I threw on a massive band t-shirt that my dad gave me, and some underwear as it was basically 100 degrees outside. My full length mirror stood in front of me, and it watched me messily do my hair into a ponytail. I attempted to remove my smudged makeup with a wipe, but soon realised I had to wash it off...effort. 

I came back into my bedroom from being in the bathroom, and was welcomed by thousands of notifications on my phone.

*ping*

*ping*

"Ugh shut up." I muttered as I silenced my phone. With a cocked eyebrow, I flicked through the  notifications, trying to figure out why I had this many. As I went to click on one, an unknown number popped up on my phone.

I hesitantly answered it. 

"Hello..?" I asked,

"Shut up and listen to me. We're coming for you. You won't know when or how. Just remember...you don't deserve anything. You are scum. I hope you die really really soon, and if not, I'm gonna make sure you do." A husky voice whispered through the phone.