This was written on my phone, I apologise for any mistakes
Alexandra's POV
I glare at the teacher, picking myself up off of the cold corridor floor.
His face falls as he processes my emotion, looking at me regretfully. "What happened anyways?" He mumbles, scratching his neck nervously as i brush off my now dusted clothes.
I roll my eyes as i shake my head, walking away from him in the same direction Calum went. I pulled the strap of my bag over my shoulder even tighter as i pushed girls bathroom door open.
This was my escape, no one came in here, they used the bathroom on the other end of the school. It was quiet, and peaceful; just what I always needed. I smiled as I pulled a book out of my bag, and hopped onto the sink counter. I leaned against the now shattered mirror, and read until i was lost in the book.
The door swung open not even a minute later, so i peered over the book my eyes widening as I saw who it was. Calum accompanied by Luke.
"Hey princess" Luke jeers, clenching my jaw with his rough hand, pressing my head to the mirror. I just stare at him, ready for whatever punishment was coming my way. It was always my fault, no matter how much i tried to be good it always went bad. He yanked his hand away from me, moving away so Calum could step in.
"Thanks for lying for me Alexandra, but that doesn't mean you're off the hook. You were going to report me at first" He spits, so i gradually turn my face away. He quickly yanks my face to his, making me look him dead in the eye.
His stare is taunting, his eyes darker than usual. I just stare back, breaking the gaze every so often, so i could look at Luke. He just smirks evilly back every time my eyes meet his.
Calum's hand slams into my neck, holding pressure to it, making me choke on the air. "Tell me to stop" He smirks, tightening his grip as i squirm in his grasp. I begin to lose my oxygen supply, starting to gag and gasp for air. He patiently holds on, his knuckles now white. I could see Luke shifting from one foot to the other, until my vision began to blur, from normal to a black sheet.
"Calum!" Luke roars, pushing him off as i quickly inhale, finally able to breathe. I fall down off of the counter, stumbling over to a bathroom stall and getting sick.
"Shit" Luke mutters and darts out of the bathroom, Calum being left behind. I can see him looking at his reflection in the mirror, his hands cupping his cheeks. He looks at me through the mirror before bailing, and running out the door. It swings a couple times, hitting against the wall and then shutting fully.
I slouch down against the thin wall dividing the stalls my breathing ragged, my eyes now blurred with tears. I hated this, I hate all the lies, the deceit, all the regret and fear that the world contains. It was full of hate and no one was happy for long periods of time.
I stood up, running my fingers through my hair, making sure i looked semi-normal. Picking my bag off the ground i shove in my book, replaying what just happened in my head. Calum was fucked up, thats all i know. I don't know why or how but he is.
Luke; not so much. He just followed the crowd, he looked up to Calum as a role model and would do anything to impress him. Michael was a good, honest guy. He was afraid of what his friends thought about him but didn't let them push him around. He told white lies here and there, but nothing that would get anyone hurt.
I snapped out of it, and left the bathroom. Calum and Luke were outside the door, leaning on either side of it arguing back and forth. I quickly pushed past them, scampering off down the hallways and out the school doors. I let the door slam behind me, before i took off again, running far away from this hell hole. Wasn't school supposed to be for education? A place to feel safe? Protected? I wish.
I ran to the corner where Ashton and I part every morning, and meet every evening walking to and from school. There was a tree at the corner so I sat against it, putting in my earphones and turning on Little Things by Good Charlotte. I was just listening away when i felt a hand on my shoulder, i looked up to see it was Ashton smiling down at me. "Rough day at school?" He asked and i nodded, laughing to brush off the topic. "Don't worry, me too. Some stupid guy hit his girlfriend in my Chemistry class. I lost it and beat the crap out of him, i couldn't stop. I hate guys like that, shame really" He continued, talking enough to make up for my lack of it.
There was a comfortable silence for a while after that, so I took one ear phone out, holding it up for him to take. He smiled, and sat down beside me putting it in his ear. He hummed along to each song that came on, taking me by surprise that he actually knew them. "So any girlfriends?" I teased, nudging him in the side. He blushed a deep shade of crimson before pushing me away. "Awwww Ashy has a crush" I cooed, pinching his cheeks, turning his head from side to side.
"Eugh get off" He chuckled, swatting my hands away. I rolled my eyes as he chewed on his bottom lip. "What about you?" He asked, for a topic of conversation which made us both burst in hysterics. "Where the heck would I get a boyfriend? I talk to no one" I shot back laughing even harder than before.
"I'll be your boyfriend" I hear, making me snap my head to the voice of who; but Calum. My eyes widened as he set himself on the grass beside me, leaning in and placing a soft kiss on my cheek. He smiled innocently at both of us as Ashton laughed. Calum kept a straight face which made Ashton shut up. "W-wait, you're serious?" He coughed out, clearly surprised while Calum nodded with a toothy grin.
"YES!" Ashton screamed, throwing a fist into the air. I glared at both of them before Calum cleared his throat. "I'll pick you up for a date, tonight 7pm. Formal" Was the last thing he said, before getting up and jogging away leaving both me and Ashton at a loss for words.
"Guess you have a date with who other than Calum Hood" Ashton smirks, patting my back.
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Silent Victim ➵ Calum Hood
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