Gone Girl || Magcon/ Luke Hemmings

Chapter 9

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-3rd Person-

"Dude! Calm down! Theyre in jail!" Nash yelled at panicked Matt.

"I can't believe he just raped Hannah! I swear if I ever lay eyes on that kid again, I'm going kill him ASAP!" Matt yelled brushing his fingers through his hair, angrily.

"Matt?" A quiet voice asked behind the boys.

It was Hannah.

"Hannah, i'm so sorry! I wish I was there to save you!" Matt ran up to her and hugged her.

"Y-your not mad?" She asked, shocked, and soon hugged back.

"No, of course not. I can't be mad at someone who didn't want it to happen. I'm pissed off at Jack G!" Matt let go of the hug, and growled.

Hannah looked at Matt, a little scared of how he's taking this.

"Matt, can you please calm down? Your freaking her out," Luke begged.

Matt nodded, "yeah, sorry."

"Look, can we just go home? I don't want to talk about it anymore," Hannah frowned.

"Did the nurse say you could leave?" Luke asked.

She nodded and walked over to Matt's car. The guys looked at her confused, wondering why she went to Matt's car instead of Luke's.

"Don't you want to go home?" Luke asked.

"I didn't mean dads house," Hannah calmly said.

Luke looked at her confused, once again. 

"I just got in a fight with him today, " She fake smiled.

They could easily tell it was a fake smile, though.

-Hannah's POV-

Out of no where, Luke grabbed my wrist, as I yelped. He gave me a confused look.

"I sprained my wrist," I pulled away from his grasp.

I honestly need to hide the pain, or else I'll keep getting caught. I'm so stupid.

"Whatever," Luke shrugged and dragged me to his car.

I sighed and jumped into his car. He did the same, and started to drive home.

"Hey, Dad! I'm home!" Luke called out.

My father looked so happy,  too bad it wasn't real. Dad is never happy when I'm around, whether I'm with Luke or not.

"Luke! I missed you so much! Why are you home so early?" He cheered.

"Hannah got beat up an then got raped," He said quietly, hoping I didn't hear it, but I did.

"Oh, yes. Because you have to tell everyone I got raped!" I sarcastically said and gave the thumps up to Luke.

My brother didn't say anything. He just signed and shrugged.

I'm starting to hate guys now. I may as well be a lesbian.

Just kidding, guys are hot. And I could never like a girl like that. I don't hate people like that or anything, I just don't swing that way. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Hannah. Was the test positive?" He asked.

I shook my head 'no'. He grinned.

"I'm going go to my room, bye."

I ran into my bedroom and locked the door scared of what my dad will do when my brother leaves to go to Ashton's house.

I walked into my bathroom and locked that door, too. I grabbed my razor and put it up to my wrist.

One cut for being beat up

Two cuts for being ugly

Three cuts for being raped

Four Cuts for Being depressed

Five cuts for being abused

As I was going make a sixth cut, someone knocked on my door. I didn't bother to answer it.

"Hannah! Open up!" It was Nash.

I ignored him and put the razor back up to my wrist.

One more cut for being fat

The door fell down and there stood an angry, yet worried Nash, with Luke, Hayes and Matt behind.

I put the razor behind my back hoping the wouldn't see it. I also did the same with my wrist. Dumb idea, I know. But I can't think of a plan right away. I'm not that kind of person!

"Give it," Luke ordered.

He held a hand out for me to put the razor in his hand. I looked to the ground and  did as told.

"Why?" Luke asked madly.

"I JUST GOT RAPED AND YOUR ASKING ME WHY IM CUTTING?! PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER!" I yelled and slapped Luke.

I ran past them and our my door. Only to be stopped by my dad.

"Where do you think your going?" He grinned and licked his lips.

He let go off me when he heard all the guys coming downstairs.

"YOU FAKE LYING BITCH! STOP ACTING LIKE YOUR A NICE DAD! YOU AREN'T! YOU ABUSE ME! STOP LYING TO EVERYONE!" I yelled and slapped my Dad, too. I ran out the door and to the park.

I sat on the swings and swung.

"What if I kill myself? I'm pretty sure everyone will be happy, especially my dad," I cried. I'm so depressing..

I walked around the park, deep in thought, then  decided to go to the store to buy a rope.

"That will be $10.45, please?" The cashier asked.

I took the money out of my pocket and paid.

I grabbed the rope and ran to the farthest forest there was in our town.

Once I got there, I found a prefect tree. I tied the rope to the tree and made a big enough loop for my neck. Just as I was about to put the rope around my head, I got tackled to the ground.

"Don't!" The person yelled.

It was Matt. Of course.

"Matt! Let me go!" I screamed.

"Please, don't. Hannah, I love you. I can't live without you. Don't do this please," He cried.

I looked at him in shock. He loves me?

I decided  to ignore the fact that he said that.

"You know my dad abuses me. I can't stand it anymore. I'm tired of this life!" I cried, too.

He hugged me and I hugged back. We pulled away and he kissed me. It wasn't a rough kiss, it was a 'sparks flying' kiss. The things that Matt does to me.

"I'm sorry, Matt. I won't try to commit anymore. I'm sorry," I  hugged him, again.

"Thank you. We should get back, your brother is worried your going do something stupid like you were just about to,"  he stated. I nodded.

"Okay."