Alex
I got to my front door, getting my keys out, and unlocking it.
Why of all the girls does he chose to bother me?
Why couldn't he choose someone else?
Someone;
Prettier
Easier
Skinny
Why?
Millions of questions rushed through my mind, making my head hurt.
Shower. That's what I need.
I entered my room grabbing a towel off the side and walk towards my en suite.
I turned on the water and waited for it to be the perfect temperature, before jumping in the shower.
I washed and conditioned my hair. Then my body using my beautifully scented body soap. I started to shave everything that needed to be shaved before hopping out.
Even looking at the razor gave me ideas.
No. Stop. You promised yourself.
I told myself.
Do it. You know you should. Why would your mother leave you if she thought you were perfect. Fat. Ugly. Digusting. Trash. No one wanted you here, they just felt bad. Your unwanted. Do it.
The voices. They were right.
I grabbed the shinning metal from the side of me. Pushing it into the only clear patch on my wrist; the only space clear on my arm. I pushed down the blade, slowly dragging it across my skin. Enjoying the feeling of the cool metal cutting through my skin. Blood seeping out of the new open wound on my arm. I made at least 10 more cuts on my arm. And many more on my hips and thighs, before slipping to the floor and sitting in my pool of blood.
The pain somehow relaxed me. Clearing my head of the voices in my head.
I was finally able to get up and clean up my mess.
I walked into my room; over to my closet to get some clothes. I pulled out my undergarments slipping them on. Then getting out my black leggings and my oversized Sleeping With Sirens t-shirt, also slipping those on.
As I pulled my shirt over my head, I heard my phone buzz from the desk across my room.
Now that, is very weird. No one ever texts me, well except Ash telling me he was going out with the boys.
I unlocked my phone going straight to the message app. I opened up the 2 new texts I had just received off an unknown number;
Thanks for the show babe, you should shut your curtain next time. Wouldn't want anyone seeing you.-Luke
Meet me at the park in 15 minutes.-Luke
Oh my.
I quickly ran over to my window. Looking out, seeing no one there anymore. Now I feel so self-conscious, even more than before.
I might as well go and meet him. I have nothing else to do.
I walked downstairs writing a note telling everyone, I was out.
I slipped on my jacket and shoes. Stepping out and locking my door.
I started my walk to the park. Thinking.
Why does Luke want to meet me?
Does he want to make fun of me? Tell me how horrible my body is?
Is he going to hurt me?
The question is. Why?
I reached the park, walking over to a bench to wait for Luke.
I felt a tap on my left shoulder, and look up to see a very serious looking Luke.
He sat down next to me, I dont know what to say.
"No one can know about this." Luke stated, serious tone.
"Know about what?" I questioned, clearly confused.
"I can't be seen around you. No one can know I've been around you. I can't be known to be around a worthless loser."
Wow. That hurt.
With that he got up, and walked away. Leaving me broken on a park bench.
Your supposed to love me save me. Yet your breaking the already broken pieces.
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Hey! Well chapter 3 :-)
I worked hard on this one, but I'm sorry if it's not good.
I just don't want a cliché fanfiction where there's always a happy ending. I want this to be different
So uhh thanks for reading.
Next update either later or tomorrow:-)
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