Lipstick (A Luke Hemmings Love Story)

What is Going On

*Natal's POV*

I walked into work and I felt a pair of eyes staring hardcore staring me down. I turned 90 degrees and caught Luke's eyes. You know how people say that the eyes are windows to the soul? Well, I can definitely attest to that. Luke stared into my eyes for what felt like years but it was honestly just a few seconds.

"Natal? Are you okay?" Luke asked. I never noticed how sweet and smooth, yet rough and manly his voice is. I guess I got lost in my head because the next thing I knew Luke snapped in front of my face.

"Did you hear me? I asked if you were okay. After that phone call I got really worried!" Why does he care so much? I thought he hated me.

"Uhh, yeah I'm fine. I, uh, just have to go to the restroom really quick before work." I stuttered out. I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could while looking graceful. I looked in the mirror and saw something terrifying. Well, it wasn't terrifying for me, but for others I must look scary. I have completely broken. I am wearing matte black lipstick.

After the phone call with Luke, I cleaned the entire kitchen and microwaved some chicken for Jack... He didn't appreciate it and I got another beating. I don't understand why all of this is happening now! I have always been able to stand up for myself no matter how frail I look, but now it's like I just can't do anything to help myself against Jack. Well, I guess it's time to work and distract myself.

Nando's has been a mad house all day and I just don't know why. I haven't had a single second to collect my thought, then all of the sudden the owner yelled that the restaurant was closed for the day and every had to leave, but it was only 5:00 pm. 4 boys walked in at 5:30 pm and it clicked. They were in my section the other day, but they looked slightly different! I wonder where the 5th one is, but that's none of my business.

"Natal! Come serve these gentlemen! They're very IMPORTANT *cough*rich*cough* people!" My boss yelled and my and insanely they order 4 of everything on the menu! Something about a food eating contest I think. The most incredulous thing is that they managed to clear all of the plates! The blond one ate the most, but I just can't figured out how I know them!

I didn't finish cleaning up and everything after those boys until well after 10:00 pm which is over 2 hours of overtime, so I'm super excited to get my check this week! I was super excited to tell Jack, so maybe he would be happy, but when I got home I only got greeted with a beating and accusations of cheating. He said something about how to not leave bruises and he started to hit me with a sock with 3 oranges in it... It's strange, slightly comical, but very, very, very good at inflicting maximum pain, and he was right, I didn't have any bruises.

This is the lowest moment in my life and the only thing I know to fix it is to throw on another layer of matte black lipstick.
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Hey,

I know I haven't updated in a year or more, but I kinda took a break from Wattpad. I'm back like reading and stuff and I had the beginning of this chapter already like in a draft so I just thought I'd finish it. Hope you like it.

*Kris