My Evil Angel ( Punk Luke Hemmings fanfic)

Chapter 11

It's been a week, get over it.. I thought to myself numerous times. I couldn't 'just get over it' though. I had to find out what they were hiding. Why did they care who I hung out with? Luke seemed like a nice guy. Why would he not be?

I tried to keep calm, I really did... I just... Broke down? I need you all to know that I, Self harm. I can't help it. I just... Sorta... Brake.... I had new scars. A few burn marks. I'm an attention whore...

If you can't hang, there's the door! I sang along with my phone. I like punk rock bands. Sleeping with Sirens, Peirce and the Veil, Fall out Boy. And more. My smile was wide. I was jumping around my room with Ashton, of all people. We sang along, changing lyrics as we went. He stopped the music, his goofy smile wide on the boys face. He reminded me a bit of Peter Pan. I giggled. The smile soon faded. Shit... My scars...
"Kristina... I... Uh.."
He hugged me tight, mumbling something about him and Kiley.
"Ash.. Are you two still togther? "
"No... She... Was cheating..."
I felt ashamed. My BEST FRIEND cheated. I hugged him back as tight. Maybe even a bit more.