MUTE GIRL (Luke Hemmings Fanfic)

Luke's house and torture

The car ride to Luke's was quite awkward and all I could keep thinking was what is going to happen to me when I get home.

Minutes passed and I realised we were at his house. "Are you going to get out or what." Luke asked. I knew if I didn't move soon he was going to get pissed so i tried moving as fast as i could. Which caused me to some how trip and well I was basically sitting on the ground. Luke just rolled his eyes at me storming off to the front door.

He is such a, a. An asshole! Here I am sitting on the ground and he doesn't even bother to help me. Why would he though I'm nothing more then a freak to him. Sometimes I wish he lived my life so he knew how it felt and then maybe he would be nice to me.

Walking into the house I was so surprised. This place was so beautiful and also massive. I'm sure I looked retard standing in his home with my jaw dropped. Just as I'm about to close my mouth I feel Luke do it for me. Which was weird but I did want to slap his hand for doing that. But me being the scared shy girl I am, I just back away from him.

For most of the afternoon Luke was actually nice to me. Offering me food, something to drink and even letting me choose music. It was sweet. But it didn't last cause out of no where he punched me and started screaming things that were very hurtful. Things like I should just go die and that no one will love me.

I couldn't hold back any more, I let the tears fall from my stone like grey eyes. He had punched me so hard that I actually coughed up blood. I was so scared.

Luke's p.o.v

I couldn't stop my self from punching her, I was just so mad and I didn't even know why. I looked at her face to punch her though was stopped when I saw blood come from her mouth. Did I punch her that hard? I asked my self.

I backed away from her watching her fragile body shake while trying to get up. I know I should of helped but I couldn't let her think I cared. I was so shocked that I could hurt someone that bad, I didn't think I was that strong. Guess I am though.

Finally she was sitting up with her legs tucked into her chest. It would probably be pointless to try and finish the work now so I just forcefully dragged her to my car and started to drive her home. Shit! I don't know where she lives. How am I suppose to find out.

Coming to the conclusion that I will have to get her to type it into my phone I pulled over. As I was giving my phone to her I noticed that she was still shaking. Wow I must have either really hurt her or scared her or maybe even both. "Put your address in." I bluntly said. Realising that I may have to text her about the stupid assignment I also told her to put her number in my phone as well. I was surprised that she would actually give me her number, I just kind of shrugged that thought off though.

Not long after we arrived at her house and she was shaking even more. I just figured she must be cold. She isn't wearing a jump after all and it is kind of chilly.

It legit took her about six minutes before getting out of the car. You would think after what happened she would sprint out, but nope she took her bloody time about it. After watching her hesitantly walk in the door I drove off back home.

Nessa's p.o.v

I was terrified of Luke before right, well now I'm beyond terrified. As we got closer to my house I couldn't help myself and started shaking even more then what I was before. Tonight I will most likely get beaten worse then normal and I can tell you I was scared as fuck.

We were sitting in the drive way waiting for me to get out of the car to probably meet my death. Luke was most likely confused to why I was taking so long but I didn't care.

Feeling like hours had gone but really only minutes I finally got out and nervously walked into my house to be met with a beer bottle hitting my face.

"Where have you been!" My father screamed in my face. Grabbing my throat he pinned me up against the front door with the handle digging into my back. "Answer me god damn it!" He screamed again. "Who was that boy! Why were you with him!" My father kept screaming the same things over and over.

What happened next I didn't expect. I never thought that this abuse would lead to him doing this. As soon as his grip loosen a bit I escaped And sprinted to my room.

About only a few minutes after going to my room I was able to stop the bleeding coming from my cheek. I still couldn't believe that my own father would cut me. I really shouldn't be surprise since of the other things he does.

That night I cried myself to sleep praying that someone would save me from this nightmare.