Afraid

Chapter 15

Leah's POV:

My three days off school had gone so quickly and today was my last. I had lounged around the whole day and watched movies.

I was now texting Natasha as she had just finished school. She had been texting me everyday letting me know what had happened at school.

Luke and I had been getting along normally but he had been in a bad mood for these past three days.

I think he was still mad at me for going out when he told me to stay at home. Oh well.

Natasha said she had to go so I started a new movie. Probably my tenth movie today.

The movie finished two hours later but Luke hadn't come home yet. I looked at the time on my phone. He was meant to be home an hour ago. I frowned. Where was he? I ignored the worried feeling in my stomach. He was probably finishing an assignment or something.

I was starting to get hungry so decided to order some pizza.

The pizza came half an hour later and Luke still wasn't home. I was starting to get worried.

I got out my phone and texted him. I started eating my pizza but all I could think was, what if something happened to him.

Luke barely ever came home late and if he did he would text me, letting me know.

I finished eating and texted him again. But he didn't reply. I decided to go to his uni and check if he was there.

I got in my car and started driving to his uni, my heart beating at a very fast pace.

When I got there, I saw people outside the uni crowding around something.

I quickly got out of the car and I heard people chanting 'Fight!' I stayed where I was and looked at the people in the crowd, searching for Luke.

I couldn't see him anywhere. I tried to see who was fighting but couldn't see anything. Suddenly I caught a glimpse of brown hair. Luke's hair.

My heart was beating wildly as I ran to the crowd screaming Luke's name.

Tydes POV:

I walked out of my last class of the day. Finally, I could get out of this place. I walked out of the doors when all of a sudden someone stepped in front of me and pushed me. I stumbled back but didn't fall.

I looked at the person who had pushed me. It was Dylan, a guy I had only talked to about once in my life.

"What the fuck was that for?" I shouted at him.

People started gathering around us but I couldn't care less.

"For fucking my girlfriend!" He shouted and I frowned. What the fuck?

But then it came back to me. I had met this girl at a party a couple of days ago and slept with her but I had forgotten that she was his girlfriend. I smirked, "She was really good in bed," I taunted him.

He took a step forward and punched me in the jaw, taking me by surprise. I ignored the pain and swung my arm, hitting him in the nose. The crowd began chanting 'fight!' repetitively.

He held his hands up to his nose trying to stop the blood from flowing out.

He removed his hands from his nose and used them to push me to the ground. He got on top of me and started punching me.

I punched him in the nose again, this time harder than before and heard a crack. He screamed out in pain and I took this opportunity to punch him again. I got up off the ground and wiped the blood from my face. I looked at the crowd who were watching intently, still chanting 'fight!'