Bullied By Lucas

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I hate in books when they skip time but imma skip 3 months :p

-Also trigger warning-strong language-

Chapter name- flashback

Taylors pov...

"LUKE" I ran into his house screaming, "baby? Whats wrong? Are you ok? What happen-" I cut him off by pushing him out of my way.

"GUESS WHAT!" I yelled, "WHAT?" He laughed. "You know that photography thing were I go to Queensland and take photos with the school?" I asked. He nodded and pulled me to the couch letting us both sit.

"I got in!" I yelled, see its hard to get into this program, the school is picky... They sometimes dont go because they dont think the students will do good... yea school pride!

"Omg thats so amazing" Luke said hugging me, "im actually dating a white girl" I rolled my eyes. "Why?" He laughed, "OMG" I said, luke rolled his eyes kissing my cheek.

I stood up, luke following my actions, "when do you go?" He asked, "like 2 days?" I said. His face dropped, "you cant go" He said, "what why?" I asked.
"No!" He yelled, I rolled my eyes walking to the door, if his gonna be a bitch, imma be a bitch.

"YOU CANT JUST WALK AWAY" Luke screamed. "Watch me" I smirked, he cane up to me, he trapped me between a wall and himself.

Memory's of him bulling me came back, I started breathing heavy.

-flashback-
Luke cornerend me between a wall and himself, he was angry, and I was his punching  bag. "YOUR WORTHLESS NO ONE WILL E.V.E.R LOVE YOU!" He screamed. He punched the wall next to my head, it was like he didnt care i was shitting my pants, i was so scared. "DO YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!" He screamed when I didnt say anything. "Go.kill.youself." he whispered next to my ear. Thats all I yelled before he punched my head against the wall
-end of flashback-

I started to freak out but he didnt seem to notice, "YOUR NOT LISTENING TO ME! YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?" He screamed. That was enough to trigger another flashback.

-flashback-
Luke pinned me to a locker, "you think running away will get you out of punishment?" He smirked. "Please dont hurt me" I whispered, he laughed banging my body against the locker. "Awww babe your getting a bit fat might wanna cut down on the burgers" He said. I didnt say anything, "ANSWER ME!" He screamed, "DONT HURT ME!" I cried... but he didnt listen...
-end of flashback-

"ANSWER ME!" He screamed, that was enough to make me brake. I started crying, "PLEASE DONT HURT ME!" I cried. Luke moved away, shocked, I slide down the wall hiding my face in my hands as I sobbed. The flashbacks are to much, "b-baby" he whispered. "Please dont hurt me" I whispered, and I heard a violent sob come from my mouth.

"No no no were over this no!" He said and I knew he was crying. "I-i wanna go home" I said getting up, "no sleep here, you can sleep in my room, j-just rest, no ones gonna hurt you" He whispered.

I couldn't move,  my body wasnt letting me do anything but cry. "W-want me to carry you?" He asked and I nodded. He slowly put an arm around me but I cried harder moving away. He quickly backed away, "ive never seen you so scared of me" he whispered.

"Ill be back" He whispered before running into the kitchen.

Lukes pov...

'Must call dean', was the only thing running through my mind. I called dean and he finally picked up, thank god.

"What?" He asked sounding like he was just asleep. "C-come to mine tay is freaking out and crying and its my fault" I said,  "IF YOU HAVE HURT HER IMMA KILL YOU!" He yelled before hanging up.

I then decided to call Ashton, he will know what to do.

"Hey bro" he said, I started crying, "c-come over" I said, "wait mikey and cal are here can they come" he asked worried. "Yea" I choked out before ending the call.

This is all my fault...

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A/n i actually have plans this weekend, 3 claps for having a soical life!

Also white ribbon day... if you hold up 4 fingers and think of 4 females you love (one for each finger) at least 1 of those females will experience sexual, emotional or physical abuse from a male... that is disgusting! This needs to stop... before its to late...❤

Updated-25/11/16

-Z