My everything: 1

Suicidal Samantha's world comes crashing down. Cutting purging and crying herself to sleep every night started when Her mom died, and she ran away and her dad doesn't love her anymore. Then she met an angel. A sexy devious angel that is. Will he turn her into a better person or make it worse? Will she ever stop cutting or make it a part if everyday life and purging and crying ever might too? Or will he step in and ave her life? Find out In my everything.

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12. mom?

A/N: sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been really busy with chorus, band, dance, homework, and flag football. I will try to update every Tuesday and Sunday 😘 thanks for reading!

*3 months later*

Luke's POV: I decided to take Samantha on that second date we never got around to, but I am "too chicken to adk" according to Calum. She walks out of her room. Hair in a messy bun, make up smeared, sweats, and a hoodie. Yawning. She's obviously been sleeping. I laugh a little to myself when I see that her glasses are on. Leopard print frames with black edging. I've never seen her glasses before. IT was different. A good different.

"Hey sleeping beauty😘".

She yawns. "Hey ugly duckling."

We laugh as I pop in a movie. "

What are we watching?" Samantha asks. "

You'll find out." "Jerk." Just then her phone rings.

"Mom?"

Samantha POV :

My phone starts ringing. Looking at caller Id I stop breathing for a moment as my heart stood beating.

"Mom?" I unlock my phone getting up and heading out to the back deck. "Mom?"

"Samantha!?"

"Is it really you?"

"Yes it is. Now I know you don't want anything to do with me but-".

MOM!!!" She's standing across from the back yard smiling and now laughing. I drop my phone and she hangs up. I run up to her and hug her as Luke walks out.

How'd you find me?" I ask never letting the smile fade. "I stole your dad's phone and saw he had called you but you had a different area code so I googles it and I then tracked your phone down. It led me here."

"Wait a minute. Dad told me you got hit by a semi on your way to work. You were dead."

"Your dad was in the semi. Driving. He had attempted to kill me so I played along. He actually only hit the passengers side of the car and I was rushed to the hospital. I told the doctors that I was faking and I was fine but they still kept me for some tests. "I'm so glad your back!"

"Who is this?" I turn around Luke's arms wrapped around my waist

. " mom this is my boyfriend. Lucas hemmings. You call him luke."

"Mom?" Luke asks. " I thought she was dead." he says slowly. "

Nope. I thought so too. Long story short my dad's in jail and attempted to kill my mother. His own wife.

. He stretches out his hand for mom to shake. She grabs ahold of it and shakes firmly. "Caroline Grace."

"Pleasure to meet you."

"What are we going to do? Everyone believes you're dead." I ask. "

Well there's only one thing we can do." "

What?" "

Hope and forget."

I run into Luke's arms and cry into his shoulder. That was the first night in a while were I cut.

Luke's POV:

* two days later*

Samantha and I are taking Caroline back to the airport so she can fly home and attend court with her husband. Not that she wants to. Caroline found Samantha cutting two days ago and suggested she see a counselor and that only made her cut more. "

I'm never going to see a professional" she had said that night, trying to fight tears. Which she wasn't good at.

The drive to the airport was silent and awkward. We payed for Caroline's ticket and Samantha is still mad at her and it was getting awkward. Samantha fell asleep on the trip to the airport so I carried her inside. She woke up and I put her down. That's when we saw them, a horrible group of teens.

Samantha's POV:

I was still mad at mom. I don't even know why. Just too much going on right now I guess. I fall asleep on the trip to the airport, and luke carries me in. He sits me down when I wake up. I then saw a horrible group if teens laughing and point at me, with luke being famous I'm shocked this hasn't happened before. "

SAMANTHA! WHY DID LUKE HAVE TO PUT YOU DOWN? DID HE SAY UOU WERE TOO FAT AND YOU WERE BREAKING HIS ARMS?"

They laugh and high five. I decide to ignore them but it doesn't work. While luke is paying I told him I was going to the bathroom and id be right back. I walked around the airport remembering the day I met my everything. "

IM SURPRISED YOU DIDNT RUN AWAY TO LUKE CRYING!"

"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU WEARING?! LAST TIME I CHECKED SLUT WASNT IN STYLE!"

I turn around to face the group. I look at my clothes. Black vans, 5sos sweater, black jeans, and a beanie. I don't see the problem. "

OH WOW LIOK SHES TOO STUPID TO EVEN REMEMBER WHAT SHES WEARING!"

I just keep walking when I run into someone else. Wearing a Samantha and Lucas tee shirt at first when I saw my name I thought that she was a fan. She wasn't. The tee had a picture if me with luke holding a gun to my head and Luke was smiling. I pretended to be texting as I took a picture if it too show look what kind of but he's live in London. The group of teens is still following me and repeating themselves over and over agin as if I didn't hear them. I run into the bathroom and call luke.

"Luke?" I'm crying now and shaking. "

Samantha what's wrong?!" "

Meet me outside the girls bathroom by the ice cream parlor. Please. Hurry." "

Okay. On my way."

I hang up and walk into in of the stalls. I sit on the toilet lid and hug my knees to my chest. About 3 minutes pass when I hear luke. "

Samantha". I had no choice but to get out now. I walk over to luke and he picks me up and I cry softly into his shoulder. As the hate from the teens goes on. They even followed us home and when we got they yelled as they passed us. "

YOURE A FAT UGLY WORTHLESS SLUT! GO FREAKING KILL YOURSELF".

"FATTY FATTY FATTY FATTY!!" I unlock the door and run to the bathroom locking the door behind me, and purge every ounce of fluid in my body into the toilet to the point where I can't breathe when luke walks in on me.

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