Mad House|l.h(Book 1-)

Day 4|| Scars

"What's that?" I ask Luke pointing to the chain that's peaking out from under his shirt.

He pulls it out. It was a little robot. "My friend Michael gave it to me before I came here." The next question I was about to ask, I knew was going to be touchy.

"How long have you been here?" He stops writing and just stares at his notebook.

"7 years." I look back down at my notebook.

"You first came here when you were 11?"

"Yes." I left it at that. I started writing some more in my composition notebook. "Can I read what you're writing?" I small smile spread across my face.

"Not yet." He looks at me confused.

"What does that mean?"

"It mean you can't read it yet. Don't worry you will be able to. Eventually."

"Shh," The lady in the bad excuse for a library said. Luke nods at her and takes my hand under the table while resting his knee on mine.

"I wanna take you somewhere tonight," Luke whispers.

"What do you mean?" I ask looking at him.

"It means we're sneaking out." He looks around before giving me a quick kiss and standing up. "Ill see you at 10. okay?" I nod and he leaves the library.

"Hi. Can I sit here?" A boy with black hair asks as he approaches my table.

"Sure," I say to him.

"You're friends with Luke?" he asks.

"Yeah."

"Well you guys are pretty good friends," he says smirking. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. "But its good to see someone talking to him. I wanted to, a lot of people wanted to but Anna..."

"Anna? What the hell ha-"

"Well if you let me finish." I nod my head. "She threatened everyone that if they ever talked to him that she would beat them or worse." I got up from my seat as fast as I could.

"Are you fucking kidding me," I mumble.
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I walk into group absolutely furious. I walk right up to Anna and punch her as hard as I can in the face.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Why would you threaten people like that? Is your life that low that you have to threaten people lives so you can ruin someone elses? Your a fucking bitch!" I start punching her again until I feel someone pull me off of her and out of the room.

The person pulls me around. "What the hell Ronnie?" Luke yells. That's when I started crying.
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"She did that?" Luke asked as I told him the story while we skipped group with a nurses pass. I nod my head.

"She deserved it Luke and you know it." I saw him turn his head and wipe a tear. "Aw baby please don't cry." I embrace him into a hug.

"My aunt sexually abused me." Luke said quietly into my shoulder. "No one believed me so I distanced myself."

"Luke.."

"I'm not finished. I became very alone and I started cutting myself." He pulled back and took off his jacket. His arms were completely covered in scars. All the way up. "There's more than just that. Then people started bullying me at school because I was fat so I stopped eating. Still no one noticed. I became friends with Michael and he noticed when I said that I didn't want to go swimming with him. He kept asking why until I finally told him. He didn't tell anyone. Then a year later I tried to kill myself. That's when my parents finally noticed and brought me here." He looked up at me and then got very aware of his scars and started putting his jacket back on.

"No don't." I say. I pull him in by his neck and kiss him. He kisses back immediately and grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. He lays me down on the bed where he is hovering over top of me.

I was playing with the hem of his shirt when there was a knock on the door. He lays his forehead on mine. "Are you fucking kidding me," He mumbles. I giggle and give him a quick kiss before shoving him into my closet so no one would see him.

I open my door. It was Ashton. "Hey Ash what's up?"

"I wanted to say it was awesome what you did back there. Beating the shit out of her for threatening everyone about not talking to Luke."

"Well thanks," I say. He nods and bounces on his feet for a minute.

"Have you seen Luke? I really wanna talk to him." I sigh and walk over to my closet and pull him out.

"Here he is." Luke grabs his jacket off the bed and throws it on. Ashton's eyes widen.

"Did I interrupt something?" He asks with a smirk.

"No," I say. But Luke sends my a stare.

"Yes," Luke says. Ashton laughs. I told Luke to go hang out with him. He nodded and kissed me and the forehead and whispers, "Ten." I nod and he leaves with Ashton.