Acidic Love (l.h fanfic)

Chapter 3

Paige's POV

My dad was always the person to yell a lot. I never really expected those words to come out of his mouth to be honest. I guess I've always really knew how he felt about me. He just didn't have the courage to admit it. Until now, of course.

"He actually said it, Mike." I looked up to meet his worried stare. It was kind of his way of asking me to continue. So I did.

"He told me I was a bitch. That no one cares about me. I never thought he'd actually say it." Michael pulled into his driveway and stopped the car. He grabbed my hand, tracing the outlines of my knuckles.

"Don't listen to him. He's wrong. You know that Paige. Don't let that shit get into your head he's just angry. Probably angry that anna-" I cut him off before he could finish.

"Can we not mention her please? It seems like the only thing I can do is ignore the bad things that happen. You do realize that that's impossible right? No matter how hard I try, I can't ignore it. It may not permanently effect me. But I can't just tell myself it's not happening, when it clearly IS happening." He looked at me like I was insane.

"Paaaiiggee why are you so smarttt?!" I smiled and stepped out of the car. He narrowed his eyes at me and continued to speak.

"Maybe you can't ignore it. But you can stop it from bringing you down. And you're doing a swell job of that. And THAT is why you're my bestest friend. Because you don't let it all get to you." I chuckled at his use of vocabulary.

"Swell. Good word Mikey, it almost makes you sound mature. Almost." He laughed and opened his front door to let me in first.

"So I guess you're spending the night tonight right? You're gonna kick me out of my bed too aren't you?" I gave him a devilish grin as I set my bag down.

"Yup." I said, popping the "P". Michael always knew how to make me smile. No matter the circumstance, he always knew what to say and how to act around me. He knew me better than anyone else and I was thankful for that.

I was thankful for HIM.

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School the next day was okay. I couldn't help but think about Justin the whole time. The more I thought about him, the more it became clear that he didn't treat me the way I always had thought. I always told myself that he was amazing. But I don't think he's to great now. He uses me. He doesn't actually love me. But that doesn't matter to him, because as long as he's got a girl, he's respected right?

At my locker, I looked over to see Luke making his way over towards me. Luke was beautiful. He was tall and lean, and his blonde hair way styled into a tall quiff. He had icy blue eyes that you could get lost in forever. He took me by surprise when he mentioned what happened with Justin. I wasn't really expecting him to care. And last night, when he heard... That. It was proof that I could trust him. I could see it in his eyes. He was honest. I just wished I didn't drag him into this mess. But at the same time, I would feel more comfortable with him by my side. I would feel safe knowing that he's there. I just wish he knew what he's gotten himself into.

"Hey." By this time, he was about two feet away from me, wearing the biggest grin I've seen on him. I chuckled.

"Hey Luke." I shut my locker and looked up at him, expecting him to say something else. But he was cut off by a deep voice behind him.

"Hey dude, leave my girlfriend alone okay?" Justin lingered eye level to Luke and narrowed his eyes. Luke laughed.

"Oh no don't worry about it, I'm Luke. Her friend. Nice to meet you." Luke held out his hand for Justin to shake, but he slapped it away.

"Justin, he's my friend okay? Just lay off. I'm not your fucking property." He looked down at me, then back up at Luke. He pushed past Luke and stopped face to face with me.

"What did you just say?" His intensity terrified me, but I refused to let that show. I was good at hiding my emotions. I puffed out my chest and glared back at him.

"I'm. Not. Your. Fucking. Property. In fact, I'm not your girlfriend either. How about that? I'm done with you. You treat me like shit and you know it too. Don't bother calling tonight because I won't pick up." I just did it. I finally broke up with him. My emotions were filled with pride, and a sense of bravery. Sure he'll be mad, but the hardest part is over. A sense of relief washed over me as I glanced at a shocked Luke, his open mouth turning into a smile. His smile soon fell. Before I could question, a stinging pain came to the side of my cheek. I grabbed my face as I looked up at Justin in shock. Luke was doing the same.

"YOU JUST FUCKING HIT HER. DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU JUST DID?!" Before I could stop him, Luke was grabbing Justin's collar and slamming him against the lockers.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Justin huffed a breath of air before regaining his composure to speak.

"You should be thanking me. SOMEONE had to do it. And I guess I'm the only one brave enough to put that slut in her place. Oh and Paige? Where's Anna? You should ask her to come and watch this. She'd love it. Oh wait, she's not here anymore, is she? I guess that's your fault too isn't it?." He was shut up by a fist striking his face. But this time, it didn't stop. Luke was on top of him now, leaving bruises and cuts all over Justin's body.

"Don't EVER treat her like that. EVER." Luke spat out. He stood up, leaving a helpless Justin laying on the ground below him. He looked up at me as if he was about to speak, but shut his mouth a second later. He stepped back from Justin and turned his head away from me.

"You aren't even crying Paige... What caused you to be this brave?" He was right. I wasn't crying. But that doesn't mean I wasn't hurting.

"My dad always told me, that I am only ever aloud to cry if I'm in pain. One small hit to the face isn't painful enough for tears Luke." He stepped forward to grab my hand. He could see the tears threatening to spill out of my eyes.

"Sometimes emotional pain is the worst Paige. And you're in pain. So it's okay to cry. No matter what he said, it's okay to let it out." I gulped. My emotions were coming all too quickly. I didn't want people to see me cry. It showed weakness. Something I never wanted to have. So the best thing I could do was run. Run away from the school, from the people, and all of the teachers. And that's exactly what I did. I ran.

A/N

So who's Anna guys?! What happened to Anna?! IM NOT TELLING YOU YET HAHA OKAY BYE