Fairytale

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Hey y'all! I'm guessing you guys were upset that I had terrible writers block? Mm. Well I'll make this one quick. I promise ;)

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Luke's POV
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I knew in that moment that I had pushed myself up and over the bar. I shouldn't have kissed her or hurt her in any way.

She's supposed to be my best friend, not someone that I can dump emotion after emotion on. I'm so stupid for hurting her and then kissing her. The least I could've done was put ice on the marks not kiss them.

I was currently laying face down in my bed, sighing deeply and regretting everything. I regret snapping at the poor girl.

She didn't deserve it. She already had Michael and his little dick friends bullying her, now the pressure from her best friend?

Not to mention how awkward it will be to see her after I had kissed her. We weren't even dating at all! Ugh, my life right now.

I reached over to my nightstand and plucked my phone, pulling up messages. I saw one recently from Ashton saying,

"Do you still have feelings for her?"

Ugh, perfect timing. Of course I do, that's why I kissed her. I quickly typed back,

"Uhm yeah why?" I thought he knew I did? Whatever. I jumped up and grabbed my vans and jacket, putting them on in the process and heading out the door.

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Sydney's POV
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I couldn't stop the tears spilling from my eyes. I had no idea where I was, but I didn't stop to turn around. I guess hearing loud footsteps behind me and heaving breathing wasn't a surprise.

I knew Luke would follow me someti- wait that is not Luke..

I had turned around to look at who I thought was Luke, but it was a man I didn't know. Before I could speak or make a sound, my arm was tugged and a hand was over my mouth, dragging me deep into the alleyway.

I choked out a sob as the guy pinned my hands over my head and was ripping at my shirt. He managed to rip my shirt, now struggling to pull my feet out of my jeans.

I bit the guys hand but he didn't flinch or anything, which frightened me even more. I felt a cold hand run over the bruises on my hips that were imprinted by Luke, freezing like an icicle.

He removed his hand which made me relax only a bit till I realized why. So he could pull down his pants.

That was when I was struggling more, but he never flinched and hit me directly in the stomach to stop me. I let out a choked son and choked gasp, feeling the air escape me.

He hand yanked his pants down in one and took his boxers down with them. He shoved me and pinned me to the ground, as I laid there squirming beneath him.

I kept screaming out mumbles but because the neighbourhood was so quiet, no one came to my rescue. It isn't take long before he had forced my legs up, exposing me fully.

My face was numb from however many tears, and sobs, and slaps I got. It didn't take long for the unknown man to push into me.

However many thrusts was how many screams of pain escaped my body in swift motions.

I didn't remember much for long, I must have passed out from pain or sadness I don't remember. All I know is that I heard Michael's voice scream out before I passed out.

"What the fuck are you doing to her?!"

Then that's when it all went black.

((Sorry for another POV switch, but it is destined))
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Michael's POV
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I was out walking trying to clear my head from her, but of course it was her.

I remember exactly how the screams and cries sounded, even the sounds of a slap and an angry man.

I quickly creeped up to see what was going on, being curious.

Before I could jump out and kill him I spat,

"What the fuck are you doing to her?!"

I saw her slump down from fainting, the disgusting asshole in front of me stopping his movements to look at me.

"What does it look like I'm doing kid?" The man sneered, which made me yank him off of her. I shoved him against the wall and then threw him on the ground and started punching him. I kicked him in his "secret weapon" and spit on him.

I pulled my coat off of my body and wrapped it around her and picked her up carefully. I held her princess style and carried her over to my house.

I walked to my room, not worrying about people because I lived alone. I laid her down on my bed when I walked in and swiftly stepped to my dresser.

I pulled out the obvious for her.

A pair of boxers and a t-shirt. I realized I wouldn't have to undress her as much because of the prick that had touched her.

He is so dead.

I walked over to her and pulled off my coat revealing her ripped shirt, revealing bra, and her being naked from the waist down.

I first pulled off her shirt and left her bra excuse it was fine, then covered her with my shirt. As I was pulling the boxers up her legs I noticed bruises on her hips.

Did the guy cause those? Ugh.

I managed to bring the boxers all the way up, even though I had to touch her bum to lift her hips off the bed to pull them up.

I want to kill the man this to her. Put him in a jail cell to rot.

I shook my head and smiled down at the girl who I had a crush on. Man, I had it out for me.

I pulled the covers up her body and made my way to the couch, taking a blanket with me.

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Sydney's POV
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I shook as I slept, feeling the mans icy touch run all over my body.

I sat upright and let out a blood curdling scream, not recognising the unfamiliar room and bed.

I heard footsteps pound down the hallway and I hid under the covers.

When I heard the door open and a voice call out, I stopped speechless.

No way...

"Sydney?! Are you okay?!"

"M-Michael? I-I... Nightmare." I choked out whatever sentence that was supposed to be.

He walked over to me and sat on the end of the bed. "I know you hate me for hurting you and stuff... But I couldn't leave you raped on the streets." I flinched on that word and remember what happened.

"Can... Can you sleep with me? I-.." My face heated up and I knew I didn't want to sleep alone.

"Uhm.. If you want.. Sure.." I felt him slide under the sheets and scoot closer to me. I was already slipping into sleep, till I felt an arm wrap around my waist. I felt him slowly tug me closer to him and whisper.

"I got you Syd. You're safe with me now."

I couldn't help but feel safe already with Michael, but I knew it was wrong.

I had a crush on him but he was my bully. We can't date. It's basically just a fairytale.

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Is this good enough? I tried! This was a fukin filler. ENJOY.
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