He looked at me sadly. His eyes stared into mine as if he wanted me. He didn't. I felt my arm bleeding a bit through my black sleeve. I put my hands behind my back moving out of his way.
"You talk," he said.
"God, why does everyone think that I'm not capable of talking?" I asked irritated grabbing the bag I had by a stall near the end farthest from the door. When I grabbed it I went to try to leave. TRY. Luke stepped in front of me stopping me from leaving.
"Maybe it's because you've never talked before," he looked down at me. Our eyes locked on one another's. The door opened and he grabbed my shoulders, roughly but still in a gentle way. As if to protect me. Damian, Cole, Simon, and some other guys came in.
"Look fag you don't do something like that, got it?" Luke said with a rough, voice. His eyes looked at me with anger, but deep within them, I saw pity. A hit came to my stomach. Luke's hit. I fell to the ground readying myself for the kicking and punching. It came. Damian kicked my stomach and Luke hit my neck making me choke. I looked up at his face and saw him having the time of his life.
I broke at how happy he was. Then again what should I have expected?
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Unforgivable
RandomI looked down at the edge and felt all the air around me move. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes. "Marco, don't do this!" he paused. I brought my head up a bit, "please don't," he finished as I looked at him deciding. He had tears in his eyes...
