Kill Me

Heating Up

"What the hell is she doing here?" Luke asks when he sees me....

Oh my god. Here we go again. I sigh and look at Calum.
"Luke, take it easy.. She just got kicked out." I hear him sigh.
"And that's our problem because..."
"Because I can't leave her sleeping under a bridge!"
"She's the enemy! We're supposed to kill them!"
"She isn't anymore. She got kicked out!"
"I keep and eye on her." He says pointing at me.


Ashton who's been listening the whole time stands up and walk to me. He shakes my hand.
"Welcome to the club." He smiles.
I smile back while I shake his hand,
"She isn't a gang member from us Ash. She's just staying here for a while."
"Well, gang member or not... You're still a cutie." He smirks while he walks away.
I hear Luke sigh and going after Ashton.


I really hope that I don't need to stay here for too long. I don't want to be stuck here my whole life.
"I'm sorry for Luke...." Cal begins bug I cut him off.
"It's okay. I don't mind, but I'm tired tho." I yawn.


"Yeah, sure. Goodnight."
"Night."
I walk upstairs while I can feel Calums stare in my back. I ignore it and close the bedroom door behind me. I walk to the shelf and pick a book. After that I sit on my bed, reading the book. I wait until everyone is asleep before I go to sleep too.. Just in case.
I don't know, but somethings wrong, I can tell. Calum has been hating me for almost... Actually since I known him and now he's just win nice to me. It doesn't make any sense.
I sigh but eventually fall asleep too.


~The next morning~

I dress myself in the clothes I wore yesterday since all my other clothes are still at home. I put my knife and gun back where they belong, which is under the band of my skirt I walk downstairs and see that only Calums awake.
"Hey." I say, confused why he's up so early.
"Hey." He replies.
"So, what are you doing up so early?"
"I'm always up early."
"I didn't know that?"
"How could you possibly know?"
"I don't know."
"Ironic."
"Oh, shut up!"
"I gotta ask you somthing."
"Shoot." I lift my eyebrows.
"Are you still the enemy? Or are you just Lana?"
"What's wrong with being 'just Lana'?"
"Nothing, but it could be that you're... You know... Still helped them.."
"Please. If I've made one mistake then it would be trusting them. They're assholes."
"Well, we still need to get your stuff."
"Yeah, we better do that quickly."
"We can go now if you want to?"
"Really?"
"Yes, of course,
"That would be great!"
"Let's go then."


He grabs my hand and we walk out of the front door.
"You have you knife, right?" He asks, while he's still not letting go of my hand.
"Yes, why?"
"Oh, you know, just in case."
"Well, I always wear it."
"Good."


When we arrive I get my key out of my pocket.
"We got to be quiet." I warn him.
For one or another reason, I just didn't want anyone to see us.
I lead him to my room and carefully lock the door behind me.


We get some of my stuff and I put it all in a very big bag. Clothes, photos, drawings, guitar. Everything. When we're totally done, he looks at the bag,
"That's... A lot." He says scratching his neck.
"Yeah.. Well, I just need everything."
"I see."
"So, I'm just going to grab something downstairs, we can leave through the window when I get back." I say while point at my window.
He just nods and I walk away.


I walk right into Dylan. First, he's confused. Then he regonised me and hugs me tight.
Without saying anything I lead him to his room, which is way further from mine,


"Hey." I say when I locked the door behind me.
"Hey." He smiles while he hugs me again.
"and?" He asks.
"I may stay temporarily." I smirk.
"That's great!" He smiles.
"And, were you worried about me?"
"Super worried."
I smile at him.
"I'm serious! I thought that you were being tortured! Or maybe even dead!"
"Awh, you care about me." I smile.
"More than you think."
I look at him for a second.
"Did I just say that out loud?"
I nod my head,
"Oh god! Now Deans gonna kill me." He sighs.
"It's okay." I whisper.
"Look, Lana, I really like you.. For a long time..and I think you should know."
I just stare at him.
"Please say something. Do something, yell at me or slap me, but don't do that silence. It's killing me."
I don't say anything.

I just pull him close and push my lips onto mine...