|Luke POV|
I've been worried sick about Faye. She's been gone for a few hours, maybe I'm just overreacting. She's probably out shopping, trying to find new clothes. She probably doesn't want to wear my clothes all the time although she looks hot in them. She won't believe me.
She's out shopping, that's where she is.
|Faye POV|
I walk down the road, checking behind me to see if my dad was following me. I know he isn't but I need to keep my awareness up. He could sneak up behind me anytime, and attack me.
As I continue walking I see people looking over at me, eyeing me up. Staring at my face, not because I'm me but because I have bruises and marks all over my face. I can't really blame them, if someone else was walking down the street with marks on her face I would look but I wouldn't stare. Staring is rude and is defiantly a pet hate of mine. I hate it.
I hide my face with my hair and continue walking, hoping that those people will quit staring at me.
I don't know whether I want to go back to Luke, because if I go back he'll know that I went to visit my mum and see all the bruises on my face. He will kill me. He told me not to go but I went anyway. I might go out for tonight, have a bit of fun. By myself, I haven't done that in a while. Something else I haven't done is cut myself, I suppose Luke has been my cure for that. I decided that I'm going to go out and have some fun, like going to a club. For the first time, I brought a load of money just incase I wanted to run away but looks like I'll be spending it at a club. I think there is a club not too far into town. Town is only a 10 minute walk so I'll do that.
There's some public toilets I'll quickly pop in there to do my makeup because it's probably running down my face right now. I put my bag down by the mirror and rummaged around in in to find my makeup bag. When I did I grabbed my foundation and rubbed some over my face to cover up my bruises, there we go. I quickly powdered my face and put on my mascara. I slowly did my eyeliner, because I need all my concentration. Once my makeup was done, I looked at my outfit, it looks terrible. I rushed into a cubicle an searched in my bag for a dress and new pair of shoes.
I zipped up my dress and slid my shoes on and walked out of the cubicle and the toilets. I carried on walking down the street until I reached the club. I could hear the music rumble in my ears. There is a slight queue outside.
I got into the queue and saw the bodyguards they were massive. I had my ID out ready to give them if they asked. Once I got there they looked me up and down "ID miss?" he asked me "here" I handed him my ID, he looked at it for a moment. "Thank you, we also have a place for your bag if you would like" I nodded in response "if you go through the door then turn right, there's some lockers" he smiled "thank you sir" I walked past him and into the club, wow is the first time. Time to get wasted as fuck.
