»luke hemmings au«
Looking up, I caught Luke staring at me, his electric blue eyes catching my green ones.
I gave him a smirk and he bit his lip, the black ring shining in the afternoon sun. I was studying and he was sitting in that damn chair, watching me.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." I said, trying to focus so I would be ready for the calculus test tomorrow.
He chuckled and grabbed a piece of paper that had something I couldn't make out on it, and formed it into a paper plane.
"Don't worry Jordan, I prefer this instead of a photograph." Then the paper plane flew out of his window, through mine, then softly landing on my desk.
Michael walked forward pushing me against the wall.
"Don't tell me what to do you spoiled little slut!" he yelled slapping me across the face. I let out a small whimper but I won't let him see me cry.
"Fuck. You." I yelled. Michael threw me over his shoulder and led me to his bedroom. I started punch and kicking him "Put me down"
"You need to be punished. "
ADULT CONTENT: Drugs, Sex, Alcohol, Attempted Suicide, Murder, Curse words. If you can't handle it then you shouldn't read it. Ages 16 & up. If you choose to read I hope you enjoy and understand this story is FICTION.