Just Breathe. -||- A Luke Hemmings fanfiction (On hold)

Part Ten

     As soon as my uncle carried me back inside, I ran up the stairs and into my room, slamming my door behind me. I latched it and cried. I wouldnt let anyone in. Not even Baily. I paced around my room. Braiding my hair over my shoulder agrily. I sat on my bed and stared at the wall, trying to think. I look up at my bathroom door that was open. I couldnt resist. It felt like i was being pulled in. I stood calmly and walked into the bathroom. Shutting the door softly behind me, I searched through my doors until I found it. My old friend. My comforter. My deseas. My razor. I pulled my shorts down slightly and brought the blade to my hip. It was sumer, I couldn't let anyone see it. I gilde it across my skin a few times. Letting the pain feel like the pain in my heart. I eventually threw the bloodied razor into the tub and wiped away the blood on my hips. Pulling my shorts back up, I winced as the brushed against the fresh cuts. It had been six months since I last cut, but I just couldn't resist. The one thing that calmed me was just ripped away from me. I needed him back. They couldn't take him. I dialed his phone number. It wasnt ringing. As I stared down at my phone in confusion, I heard a knock at my door. I walked over to it and swung it open. There stood my uncle with a smirk on his face.

     "Just incase you tried, your phone has been disconnected. And it wont be connected until that boy and his friends leave. And even then, you will be deleting his number. Have a good rest of your night." he says, walking away. I threw my useless phone down the hall and went back in my room. I hated life. Just before I shut my door I heard my aunt say something.

     "Where is Baily, she hasn't been here all day." She asked my uncle. He shrugged. Why should she get to be with Michael when I can't be with Luke? I grimaced, and let my jealousy and anger fill up my heart against her. 

     "Aunt Layla! Uncle Greg? Baily is over next door." I smirk as I lean against my door frame.

     "With those... Those boys?" Aunt Layla can hardly believe it. Aunty was sweet but my uncle was horrid sometimes. 

     "Yeah. I heard she and one of them are dating... He has multicolored hair and peircings. Cool guy though." I say sweetly, shutting my door behind me. I smirked as I look out my window to see my Uncle Greg get in his car and drive out the long driveway. Not 10 minutes later he returns with Baily with him. She gets out of the car and runs inside, in tears.

     "Ha.Ha." I say. Baily had never done anything to me. But why should she get Michael? When I cant have Luke. I'm just being fair. And it may seem like I'm being a bitch but thats only because I'm being a bitch. I hear my cousins feet pound up the stairs and into her room, the classic door slam follows. I knew that my Uncle wouldnt tell her I told on her. He always wants to look like he knows everything. So, i was left unharmed. It was about 11. I didnt wanna stay here. I dug through my closet. I grabbed black skinny jeans, and pulled on a grey teeshirt and blacked out converse. 

     Opening my window slowly, I slide outside on a tree branch. Climbing down slowly, I crept over to the fence seperating my house, with Luke's. I tiptoed to the sliding glass door on there deck wich was thankfully left open. There house was dark, I knew that they would be asleep since they have a show tomorrow at the park. I walked noislessly down the hall towards Luke's room. He had shown me around his house before he got in the hospitol. I opened it slowly. I saw him laying there, sleeping peacfully. Shutting the door quietly, i crept over to him. Kneeling on the bed beside him, i tapped his shoulder gently.

     "Michael if this is you crying about Baily again..." He groans turning over and putting the pillow over his head. I dont speak.

     "Calum, I swear, if you dump water on my head there will be hell to pay.' He whispers. Still not looking voer at me.

     "Ashton I don't want a matching Ponies forever shirt." He raises his voice so he sounds more awake. At this is I laugh slightly. He finally rolls over and looks at me.

     "Rae!" He says, sitting up and pulling me into his arms. I am about to speak but he cuts  me off.

     "You have no idea how glad I am to see you... But, we can't do this." I pull back.

     "What?" I say, unbelieving of his words.

     "We got in so much trouble... And i cant have any more distractions from my music." He mutters.

     "Oh so thats what I am? I distraction? You said you loved me!" I rose my voice.

     "Rae, Rae shhh!" He tried to shush me.

     "Don't shhhh me!!!" I cry, standing up and running to his door.

     "Rae!" He calls after me, scrambling out of bed.

     "And dont you dare call me Rae." I yell, slamming his door in his fface and running out onto his deck, down the stairs and over the fence. I climb the tree and tumble onto my bedroom floor. I crawl onto my bed. Barely able to take a breath.