Chapter six
"You don't need her as a friend," he spoke with a low voice into my neck. "all you need is me, baby."
I gulped. My throat was dry and scratchy all of a sudden, so I gulped down some water. Luke was so gorgeous, I thought to myself. He sure had a way with touching people's emotions to make them scream.
You should kiss him! Fuck him too! Why not?
The damn horny voices in my head. Besides, I just met Luke and as hot as he is, I don't want him having my body yet. I've lost my innocents, but I don't want to do anything with Luke right now. God, he's so hot. I can't stop staring at him. I wonder if he notices I'm staring at him. I hope he doesn't.
Luke laughed and backed away from my neck. "You're cute when you're nervous." He told me as he sucked on his lip ring.
Before I could object, he got up from the bench and walked away with long strides. I bit my lip as I checked him out. He was so mysterious and I was intrigued by him. Every time I see Luke, I scream on the inside. I've only known him for one day, but I can't help but wonder if he's my neverland. I'm meant to be here for some reason, so maybe Luke is my reason. I wouldn't mind him being my reason, but I want to get to know him. However, he keeps leaving before I can gather the words and courage to speak to him. He was right, I do get nervous.
I snapped back to reality and pushed the food around on my plate. Having no clue where Amethyst ran off to, I thought about if I should go look for her or not. Probably not. She seemed pretty upset, and besides, somebody is walking towards me.
Act cool, Alaska. It's a cute boy. Damn.
"Hey." He simply stated, sliding into the bench across from me. His accent was American, like mine. I didn't feel as alone anymore. He had shaggy brown hair and a eyes to math the color. His face was long and thin and his cheek bones were cute. He was cute.
"Hey." I responded, rather cooly if I do say so myself.
"I'm Nathan." I opened my mouth to speak but he just continued. "Your name is Alaska, isn't it? I've heard about you. You know, you probably don't need to be here. I don't see why it's a problem if you have imaginary friends."
"They're not imaginary friends." I spat.
"Maybe you do need to be here."
I gasped. I has just met this boy and he has already offended me. At least I'm sure he's not my neverland. "Why are you here?" I couldn't help but ask him. He didn't seem like the type of person who heard voices or saw people.
"You see, Alaska," he said. "I find joy in killing innocent children, preferable between the ages six and twelve. It's something about their screams. It's music to my ears." He laughed. "Anyway, I kill. Not just kill, but slaughter."
I thought back to the horrific news I heard on the television about a man who slaughtered a class room of children. He cut off their limbs and cut a cross through their torso. It was desturbing, but I wondered if Nate has anything to do with that.
"I once killed a whole classroom of kids. They were in the second grade and were learning some math when I walked through the door with a big machete and a gun. I killed the teachers first and then went for the kids. One by one I cut their limbs off and then cut in-"
"Stop!" I screamed, covering my ears. The yelling was loud. It was so loud. I was dizzy and the room was spinning. I heard Nathan laughing. He's fucking mad, that's what he is. Why would he tell me that? I felt a tear falling down my cheek. I was crying? Why was I crying? "Stop." I muttered again.
I want to go home back to my old life. I miss my mother and my father, regardless how much they hated how I am. I miss my stupid psychologist and how he was stupid. I miss everything. Coming here was a bad decision and I should have fought about it. But no! Fucking Neverland called and asked me to come.
I ran out of the multipurpose room, leaving my food behind, and let my legs carry me. Nobody seemed to stop me, so I continued to run.
My legs ended up taking me to the bathroom, which was the only room I actually new of. I turned the faucet on and splashed the cool water into my face. The dizziness stopped and there was no more screaming. I sighed with relief.
"He's a bad boy. Stay away from him, Alaska." He breathed into my neck. I shivered. "You stay away. I don't need a good girl like you getting in trouble with a bad boy like that."
I gulped. "But y-you are a bad boy."
"I'm a good bad boy. I won't kill you, or hurt you. I'm here to save you, Alaska."
I turned around to face Luke's bright orbs. His eyes were drawn on me and his lips were slightly pouted. He was beautiful.
"I don't need saving."
"Everyone needs saving." He spoke slowly and once he finished, he smiled.
Then Luke did the last think I expected him to do, he kissed me. He crashed his lips against mine and pinned me against the wall. His hands grasped my face and he glided his tongue across my bottom lip. I kissed him back too, and I kissed him back hard. I opened my mouth for his entrance and he entered my mouth. Our tongues danced together. We moved together in perfect sync. I couldn't help but feel like Luke and I were meant to kiss, as silly as that sounds. Luke removed one of his hands from my cheek and pushed my locks behind my ear.
Then he pulled away, both of us gasping for breath.
"Je veux vous sauver, Alaska. peut-être nous pouvons sauver l'autre." His voice was soft and he was struggling to breath.
I blinked and Luke had left.
My eyes landed on a man in one of the bathtubs, who was looking at me with wide eyes.
"That might have been better than porn." He told me.
Ew.
A/N: what the fuck was that even. you guys are either loving me or hating me rn there is no in between
