Pretty on the outside, Broken on the inside

Chapter 1: The promise

I was on my laptop browsing on youtube when I got an email; Stay away from Luke you slutty hoe! "Rachel?" Luke said looking into my eyes. "What?" I said sitting on my bed. "Are you okay? You seem...well not like yourself." He said looking at the ground. "I'm fine really." I said closing my laptop. "Then what's that?" He said pointing at the cuts on my arm. "It's nothing." I said pulling down my sleeve. "I have to go. Please dont cut yourslef. Promise me?" Luke said leting out a big sigh. "I promise." I said giving him a hug. "See you later. Stay out of trouble alright?" He said kissing my cheek. "Alright. Bye." I said as Luke walked out the room. I went back on my laptop and read some more of all these hates that I've been getting for a couple months. Ever since the media found out about me and Luke's relationship. "Rachel? Are you two alright?" My big brother Michael Clifford said walking into my room. "I'm fine. We're fine. Nothing to be worried about." I said faking a smile. "Alright. Well get some rest. You got school tomorrow." He said. "Alright goodnight." I said turning off the lamp on my nightstand. "Night." Michael said shutting the door. 

*The next morning*

The annoying sound of my alarm woke me up and it took me a couple minutes to actually get out of bed. But after I crawled out of bed I walked into the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. "Let's make yourself look pretty." I said letting out a huge sigh. Once I got myself looking decent I walked downstairs and made myself some toast with Nutella. "Hey your actually up." Michael said joking around. "Ha.Ha.Very funny." I said rolling my eyes. "Well hey we should get going before dad wakes up. He got home late last night. And knowing him he's probably still drunk as fuck." He said grabbing his backpack. "Yep nobody wants to deal with that douchebag." I said grabbing my purse. "So hey I wanted to talk to you about something." Michael said shutting the front door behind him. "Spill it then." i said getting in the car. "Luke told me about your arms. Rachel you have to stop this." Michael said getting in. 'Well its not my fault your fans hate me." I said raising my voice a little bit. "I know. I get hate all the time too. They're just trolls. Don't take their insults to heart.' Michael said starting the car. "Fine. I'll try. But I'm not making any promises." I said. "Fine with me. I just dont wanna lose you, after mom-" "Can we not talk about mom? It just reminds how much I hate dad." I said inturrupting him. "Dad was drunk. He didnt realize what he did to her." Michael said pulling up to the school. "Whatever. I'll see you after school alright?" I said getting out the car. "Alright." Michael said driving off.