Breaking point//L.H.

8//

Luke slowly leaned in, lost in all that was Lydia. She sat still like a statue with wide eyes. She tentatively watched his every move. Suddenly, the were so close that their shaky breathes intermingled. His lips almost touched hers.

But they never got there. Michael clifford yelled and patted luke on the back. He crouched down to sit beside him.
"hey Luke! what are you doing here?"michael questioned.

"just getting away from cal's party I guess" luke snapped.

"wait is this Lydia? Oh my God, no. Why is she here? With YOU of all people?" Michael bellowed.

Michael had had a secret crush on the mysterious girl for what seemed like forever. He had been captivated by her in every way since the day that he first saw her. The way she didn't care how she looked. Her tendency to stay silent, though, set him off a little bit. He never understood why she wouldn't talk to him. He wanted her to like him. Every time the others would make fun of her, he would just stand to the side feeling too guilty to say anything as well.

"She wanted to escape as well, Michael. I think the real question is why are you here?" Luke asked.

"Because I saw you leaving the house and I wanted to know what you were doing with her." Michael snarled.

Lydia just sat in silence as usual. She had no idea what to do. She was scared in all honesty. She began to shake slightly. Her breathes became short and mangled. She couldn't breathe. All she could think was 'not now, not here'. She was hyperventilating and she couldn't sit up anymore. Luke and Michael finally looked at her and they both attempted to do something, but it was no use.

"Look what you caused luke! You hurt her again! Every freaking time you try to do anything that involves her, you ruin it!" Michael screamed.

"Shut up Michael! I think she's unconcious! Help me carry her to my car!"luke countered.

She thought she heard someone mumble an 'I love you' but the darkness was pulling her in too quickly.
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I'd like to make it clear right now that I am in no way attempting to promote suicide, depression, abuse, or self harming. This is a serious matter. No one should have to go through those things, but I felt it was needed to be used as a component to my story. Thank you. On a brighter note someone told me that I was prettier than Vanessa Hudgens and it made my day omg. But anyways I Love you lovelies💕