*Elliott's POV*
After I arrived at school on this very usual Monday, I went to my locker straight away. I rummaged trough it, wanting to find a proper pencil to write with. I was so concentrated on finding the damned thing that I didn't notice Lucas standing beside me. I turned my head towards him, lifting my glasses. Yes, I wore glasses occasionally because my sight was slightly bad.
"Oh sorry. I didn't notice you standing there." I said sincerely. Basically. the day we first kissed was fun. We had a Harry Potter marathon for the rest of the day. He stood at my place overnight.
Please do not jump to conclusions because we slept on the same bed. Only slept, no intercourse happened howsoever. Well, except a mouth workout, but we could easily get over that, right?
"I forgive you, babe. What's up with you though? You seem nervous." He stated as he switched his standing leg. His 6'3'' figure was hovering above me as he came closer and lowered his head to kiss me on the lips. It was sweet and tender.
"I'm just...ugh..I can't find any of my stuff and I might just get in trouble if I'm not prepared for class." Closing my locker, I stepped away from Lucas a little. I carried a lot of textbooks, so he offered to help me. I refused but he still took my textbooks in his strong arms.
"Please, if you ever get in trouble, I will make sure the teacher wakes up to hospital LED lights." I chuckled at his words.
"You're so random."
"What's your next class?" He asked, chuckling in the process. "And for you, I am gonna be whatever you want me to be." He said truthfully. I felt it. I felt that he wasn't lying to me howsoever.
I blushed telling him what my next class was. He helped me to the classroom and dropped my textbooks on the desk space. He gave me a hug and a quick peck before wishing me luck. I muttered a small 'thank you' as he went out to his class. Now let the hell begin.
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I exited the classroom, struggling with all my textbooks. Lucas said he was going to take a little longer so I shouldn't expect him to be my Knight in Shining Armour this time. As I walked down the crowded hallway, I bowed down my head just in case someone realises that I've been walking down a certain runway.
Suddenly, I felt a hard push on both of my shoulders which resulted in all my textbooks scattering around me, keeping me company on the floor.
"Well if it isn't the famous nerd, huh? Victoria's Secret must be very desperate to hire you to run for them. Such a shame though, they won't hire you anymore because I will break your fucking neck. And guess what? Your petty boyfriend won't be there to save your life." Ashley said as she pulled my hair, making me stand up.
She then threw me backto the ground, first kicking all my books to the side, then proceeding to kick me. She kicked me in the stomach as her bimbo friends held me down. I managed to bite one of their hands and get them off of me.
Ashley retreated, letting me get up. She probably expected that I won't be able to fight back. My hair was messy from all the throwing and kicking. My stomach felt weak but I was taught to never give up.
She lunged fowards trying to attack me but I moved to the right and she missed. Her bimbo friends were just standing by the side, not knowing what to say or do. Ashley ran back to me and swung her fist at me but I caught it.
Man I'm such a savage sometimes.
I took her other wrist too and slammed her against the lockers. She muttered a small 'umph' and slid down the lockers.
"Don't ever try that again. You might get yourself hurt." I said, picking up my books from the floor. They were left sitting like that on the floor. I was very thankful that there was no crowd in the hallway, because we'd be in deep trouble.
After I left some of my stuff in my locker, I met with Lucas on the parking lot. He must have noticed the small cut on my upper lipas he then spoke.
"What happened to you?"
"Nothing. I just...fell." I uttered nervously. His mouth was fromed in a 'O' shape. He was bloody cute.
"Let's just go. Drop it please." I pleaded him. Bu Lucas being himslef wasn't going to give up that easily.
"I can't drop it. Who did this to you?" He asked as he examined my face for any other bruises. When I dind't say anything, he pulled me into a tight hug. I winced because my stomach was pressed and it hurt me.
"We'll talk about this. Let's just get you home, ok?" I nodded at his question. Though, I must admit I was a little annoyed because he treated me like a child.
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"Pull your shirt up. I need to see your stomach Elliott. You've been hurt and I just...can't believe I wasn't there with you." He looked me in the eye, guilt flashing at me.
"I'm not pulling my shirt up. That's final." I said as I went up to my room, telling him to wait for me downstairs.
I left my door slightly ajar, thinking he wouldn't come upstairs. I lifted my shirt, sliding it down my arms and off of my head. Suddenly, I heard a gasp.
"Elliott, who left those bruises there?" Lucas asked, entering my room. He slowly approached me, gently putting his hand on one side of my petite waist. I shuddered at the touch of his cold hand. There was a long pause until I put my hand on his.
"It's nothing, Lucas. I've dealth with it." I said but he was still eager to know. He hardly gave up something.
"Was it Ashley?" He asked raising his eyebrow in the process. How the heck did he know.
"Yes." I said as he hugged me, promising me to always be there by my side. I became sure that I didn't deserve him. He was just an angel, and bad people, they don't deserve angels.
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Hello pooplings!
I hope you liked this chapter because it was fun to write. I'm gonna try and be frequent on updating, so expect a feq chapters every week. Until school starts again, that is. Now I don't know when that is, because I'll be finding out this Friday (it is Tuesday today) so I will make sure to keep you notified.
I have to get myself like super warm socks because it is -13°C outside..woosh!
Right now I'm home alone and I keep hearing noises, but hey, if I get murdered, I'll make sure you still get the chapters even if I had to publish them from hell myself.
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