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Thursday morning already? Damn. I don't plan on going to school today, school, on date night? No. But something is wrong.
I feel bad.
Not guilt
Not sick
But anxiety.
Fear.
I scrounge around in my desk for a pencil sharpener, once I find it, I jog to the kitchen. I approach the little caddy and take a mini screw driver. Going back up to my room, I twist and turn and hold the blade out.
I pulled down my sleeve, but then stop.
Wait, I'm breaking my promise. Damnit. Why am I so stupid!??
I set down the blade and dial a number on my phone
"Hello?" A musky tone answered.
"Hey" my voice was shaking.
"You OK?" Lucas asks.
"N-no not really." I chuckle nervously.
"I'll be over in a few." Lucas finished them hung up.
Wow
10 minutes later a knock appeared at my door.
I opened it and saw Lucas.
"Do you-" I was planning on finishing my sentence but was thrown into a hug.
"What did you do?" He mumbled.
"Nothing." I replied as our hug ended. But Lucas still held both of my hands.
"Were you gonna do something?" I looked down. Did I really need to answer that?
"I'm glad you called me Claire, now, come on" Lucas pulled me lightly.
"Where are we going?" I looked at him, confused.
"To places." He answered
"I'm not dressed appropriately!!" I looked down at my sweat pants and tank top
"Then go get dressed!!" He commanded. I nodded and ran upstairs. "chop chop!! We don't have all day!!"
I put on black leggings, and a black sweatshirt. And slid on my converse.
And went back down stairs.
"Done!" I squeaked. Lucas stuck out his hand and I took it
"Let's go tumblr girl"
CITEȘTI
Breakable
Ficțiune adolescențiClaire has live a male abused life. No matter where she turns, no matter who she sees, there is always a guy out of get her. And not in a good way. She faces emotions she can't wash away and uses a scarring way to handle them. Until she meets Lucas...
