Sunday passed by quickly, meaning I had to go to school again. i arrived 5 minutes before the bell, scanning the area for my friends. It feels amazing to finally be able to say I’ve got friends who care about me.
I spotted Mike chasing Ash around, while Cal sat down at a bench, scrolling through his phone. I waved wildly, Calum being the only one to spot me. he grinned, waving back, placing his phone in his pocket.
I started making my way towards him, ignoring all the stares being directed my way. I guess it was weird for them. I had never hung out in this area for years now, so it must’ve been quite strange.
Suddenly, I felt something hit my head. I stumbled over, trying my hardest to not fall over.
Laugher was heard all around me as I regained my balance, looking around for what got thrown at me and who threw it.
I saw a science text book lying on the floor near me, and Luke standing around 5m away from me, a smirk present on his face.
“NATASHA ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” I heard someone scream.
I turned my head, seeing Ash, Mike and Cal sprinting towards me.
“Don’t worry I’m fine,” I said, reassuring them. “Just a little bump to the head, nothing else.”
“There you are, why didn’t you come yesterday.” I looked up, looking around for who said that.
I saw Luke glaring at Calum, who had a scared look on his face.
“Oh, erhm, I told you, I was, um, busy,” Calum stuttered, looking around for a way out.
“Let me guess. You were busy with this bitch here weren’t you. Why’d you prefer to hang with her over me?” Luke growled, waiting for a response.
Cal’s eyes widened, fear showing in his eyes.
“Because you’re a complete prick,” Mike spat, answering for Calum.
“Oh am I now? Well who’s the one who left their BEST FRIEND for some fucked up slut who killed her own mother?” Luke asked, as a crowd started to form around us.
“Well who’s the one who lied to their best friends about EVERYTHING,” Cal said, suddenly speaking up. “You lied to both Michael and I, and treated us like shit. You treat EVERYONE like shit. Why should we stay your friend when you’ve been like this to us?” Cal screamed, breathing heavily from the sudden outburst.
He took a deep breath, and looked at Luke straight in the eye. “And you know what I hate about you the most?” he asked quietly. “You made Natasha’s live shit, completely betraying her. She trusted you, but NOO, you decided to defend that bitch you call your girlfriend instead. You chose her over your childhood best friend, who basically trusted her life with you. THIS is what I hate the most about you,” Calum said, staring intently at Luke, waiting for a reaction.
I didn’t realise tears were streaming down my face, until Ash wiped them away for me, a comforting look on his face. I too looked for some type of reaction from Luke. In fact, I think everyone was.
Surprisingly, he looked lost, and it was obvious he was unable to say anything. He suddenly looked at me, an unreadable expression on his face.
This was the first time he had looked at me in years without any disgust or hatred. I stared back at him, feeling more tears going down my face.
He suddenly spun on his heels, quickly walking to his car. Everyone stared after him, not a single sound was said.
When he had driven away, I ran out the school gates, desperate to get away from everyone. I didn’t know where to go, since home wasn’t a good place, and going to someone else’s house meant I’d have to talk to them. But I can’t go back to school, because then too people would ask me questions.
I groaned, getting frustrated at myself. Suddenly, I remembered a park I use to go to when I was little. I use to go there when I was upset, or had something on my mind that was worrying me. I decided to go there, because where else can I go?
After walking for almost half an hour, I finally made it. I sighed in relief when I saw the park still looked exactly the same as it did years ago.
I sat down on the swings, gently swinging back and forth. I sighed, kicking at the dirt beneath my feet. I liked times like this, where it was peaceful, allowing me to think. I thought about everything, and everyone, and how the rest of my life will be like.
I don’t know how long I stayed like this, all I know is that I stayed long enough until it was pitch black. I didn’t own a watch or any devices, since I obviously wasn’t able to afford them. I decided now would be a good time to make my way home, though I much rather be here than be in the same house as my dad.
I started walking, looking around to see if anyone was around. It was pitch black, with a couple of street lights lighting up the path. I shoved my hands in my pocket, suddenly feeling like someone was following me. I turned around, not seeing anyone. I shrugged, and kept walking.
After about 10 minutes, that feeling that someone is following me was still there. I shivered, both from fear and the cold. I know it was stupid of me to be walking home by myself this late, but what else was I supposed to do? Sleep at the park? That would be way more dangerous.
Suddenly, I heard a cough behind me, causing me to walk faster. I could now hear footsteps behind me, causing me to break out into a sprint.
The footsteps followed my lead, getting closer and closer. I panted. This was the first time I did proper exercise in ages.
I suddenly ran into someone as I turned a corner, earning an ‘oomph’ from whoever I ran into.
“I-I’m so sorry,” I stuttered, realising that the footsteps were no longer following me.
I started to walk off as fast as I can, before anyone else can follow me.
“Natasha?” the person I ran into asked, causing me to slowly turn around to look at who it was.
The street lights didn’t provide much light, but it gave off just enough light for me to see who it was.
Of all people, it just had to be Luke Hemmings.
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