After Leaving lukes house I went home and openned the twitter app. Normally the tweets dont bother me, but one of them caught my eye
"I'm sure your parents are happy they died so they don't have to live with you anymore"
After i read that, all of the little voices came back
"Do it"
"Nobody would care"
"Come one"
I tried to last as long as i could but it got the best of me. So I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I don't know why is still lock it, nobody is here to stop me. After i locked the door i opened the little box i hide behind the sink. I took out my razor and then my hand was numb. After i did it i sat there for a few minutes just sitting there and thinking.
"What if they died to get away from me?"
"Was i that bad of a child"
"Did they hate me?
After i sat there and thought i cleaned my mess up and wrapped my wrist. I ran downstairs to make dinner but i noticed someone was in the kitchen
"Hello?" I asked
No answer, so I got closer
"Hello?" I called again
Still no answer, so i got to the door and pushed it open and i sware i almost had a heart attack
"LUKE!" I shouted
"Im sorry i thought i could come and make you dinner" Luke said
"How did you even get in?" I asked
"Well, everyone hides spare keys underpots darling, So it wasn't hard finding your" He said and smiled
He looked down and noticed my wrapped wrist and went pale
"What happened" He said with tears filling his eyes
"I umm...." I said and looked away
Immediately I was wrapped in Lukes arms
"Dont ever do that again" He said almost in tears "Your too beutiful to hurt yourself"
"Thats the complete opposite of what i am Luke" I said
"Why would you think that darling?" He said as a tear strolled down his face
"You know who" I answered
"He is a liar" He said
"No, He isn't a liar" I said "It's the truth"
"Well, to me your perfect" Luke said
"I think you should go look in the mirror luke" I said
"Only if you stand next to me" He said and started to smile
Maybe Luke did care? Maybe someone would stand by my side.
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Nothing is ok. [L.H]
Fanfic17 year old Emma isn't just your ordinary girl. she likes doing what the boys do. Well, because of it, she gets bullied. She likes to write songs but is afraid she will be laughed at so she decides to keep it her little secret. Her parents died when...
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