•Fuckboy~Hood•{5SOS}

•2| you're worthless

I'm running through the empty corridors. At least they're almost empty, excluding me and my tormentor for the past 4 years- Lucas Robert Hemmings.

He's chasing me screaming 'get back here you piece of shit, you know damn well you cant't run from me'

You'd think this would deeply offend me but it's always the same: he chases me, I run, he shouts, he catches up, beats me up, I fight back a little, then go home and cry. It's been the same for 4 years. It's routine.

I take a sharp left and head for the toilets in an attempt to loose him.

My breaths become more sharp as I inhale and exhale against the mirrors on the wall, anticipating his arrival. It doesn't happen for a few seconds.

I feel a wave of relief rush over me and just as I begin to turn to face the mirror and fix my hair the door flies open and smashes against the wall.

Before I can fully comprehend what's happening I'm held uncomfortably against the mirror with Luke's large hands gripped firmly around my throat. He's breathing extremely heavily.

'You really thought you'd outrun me? Hide from me? It's been four years, I'm
Faster now and you're running out of places to hide, Stevens.'

'You're such an assho-

I'm cut off by the abrupt tightening of his grip around my neck

'What's that Stevens? can't hear you, you're irrelevant anyway Lana, you're worthless'

I feel a tear slide down my now red-and-slowly-turning-purple coloured face.

He raises me off the ground slightly.

'Lana you're just as fucking pathetic as you were when we were twelve four years ago' he scoffs, laughing after everything he said.

I feel myself fall as he rips his hands from my throat. I slide my back down the wall and sit on the floor.

Luke kneels in front of me and inches really close to my face, as our eyes meet he slaps my left cheek, I feel it heat up instantly due to the impact. He kisses my cheek and leaves.

'See ya later bitch'

Luke's P.O.V
I feel the rush of chasing her again, finally, I couldn't find her yesterday and I've missed it.

I loose her a little, but I then figure she's ran into the toilets. I decide to give her a few seconds to catch her breath for two reasons:

1) I love scaring the shit out of her. She'll think she's safe, she's not.

2) I can feel in my fingertips what I'm going to do to her next.

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It feels amazing, my hands choking her neck, she can't breathe, I literally have full control of this selfish bitch's life right now, I could fucking kill her.

I shout things at her, awful things, her face goes darker as I grip tighter and she begins to cry. I lift her a little to rid of my last ounce of anger for today and drop her.

I exit with the usual: slap across the face, kiss on the cheek, 'see ya later bitch'

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I leave school, checking my surroundings, making sure Luke isn't following me home as he does that sometimes.

I begin putting my headphones in but they get forcefully pulled out of my ears.

I look up to see calum.

'Don't say you forgot already?'

'Sorry, I've had a bad day'

Calum completely dismisses what I say and obviously doesn't notice my reddened cheek from earlier today, the slight purple marks on my neck, the wavy crack in my voice as I hold back the tears.

'Ugh, I hope I don't have to remind you every time, you're supposed to be helping not making my situation worse.'
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Calum's P.O.V
I hate this. She's clearly upset about something but I can't help her. The last time I tried to help someone I fucked up big time. I cringe at the memory of What happened with my old friend Lydia when I tried to help her and continue to walk alongside Lana.

My plan is to be an absolute ass hole towards her so she believes I am one. I need to stop people from catching feelings
For me. It never ends well for either of us

I'm fucking
defective.
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