Disconnected *Sequel to Depressed Girl*

Waking up from another nightmare. I look out the window sighing. Will this ever quit? I roll over turning my phone alarm off. Another day. I get up opening the balcony doors only to be met by screaming fans. I walk over to the edge waving. Another day like this.


20. Disgusting

*Lukes POV*

"Shots shots shots!" Ariels hand runs around my crotch. I choke on my drink. "Ariel.." She giggles. Your dick is...." She puts her hand on it again. "Hot." I cough and turn taking another shot. "Don't you want me Luke?" My eyes widen. "Um. Holy shit yes. I fucking want you.. I'm just.. You're just.. I.. can't." She giggles. "Yes you can.." She comes closer to me and pulls me to her. "Come on Luke.. Kiss me." I bend down a little to kiss her and she shoves her hand down my pants rubbing on my dick." I groan. "Arieel." I breath against her neck. She giggles. "Its big." I start to run my hands down her back and I grab her ass. I'm not going to lie shes totally fucking hot. But I can't do this. Her hand rubs harder on my dick and I groan again. "Please Ariel.." She bites her lip. "Please what? Do this?" She starts to rub her hand on it faster. "Lukeee." I lean in and kiss her. My mind is screaming stop but its like I physically can't. I put my hand up her shirt but before I can feel anything I feel someone ripping me off of her and then I fall hitting my head. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF MY GIRLFRIEND!"

*Ashtons POV*

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF MY GIRLFRIEND!" I scream standing over Luke. "Last time I checked she wasn't yours." I hear someone say. I turn around facing Michael. "Shut the fuck up. JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Michaels face floods with anger. He draws back and before I can react he hits me. We start to fight and I hear someone yelling but I can't make out whats going on. Then I hear a bottle break and I hear someone screaming "GET HER A TOWEL!" I stop giving Michael a chance to hit me. I look and see Ariel. Her arm bloody a bottle in her hand. "Stop it. Stop it. Stop it." She keeps repeating over and over. Michael turns. "Ariel..." I go to run over but I'm shoved back. "STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" I look over to see Luke still over the ground. I see Michael being drug out of the bar. The next thing I know I'm being drug out too. "Stop.. Stop.." I say to whoever is dragging me. I don't fight though. I just let them drag me.

*Calums POV*

"Ariel. Ariel Look at me." She doesn't though. "Stop it stop it stop." She just repeats that. "Ariel please.." Still nothing. I walk in front of her. "Ariel.. He's safe.. He's safe.. They've stopped." I see her eyes flicker. "Sto-"Theres a pause. "I.. I.. I." Then she falls against me. "Ariel? Ariel?!" No answer. I gently sit her down as they wrap her arm the rest of the way up with bandages. "Sir. I think you all need to leave.." I look at a lady who is staring at me. "Not without her." She stares at me not saying anything. "Then take her and get the fuck out." I pick Ariel up carrying her out. She's starting to regain consciousness but she's just saying incoherent words. I do catch. "I love him... Michael.. I.. I didn't mean to.." Then she throws up. "Ew gross!" I turn her away from me. she thrashes against me. "LET GO OF ME I HAVE TO GET TO THEM I HAVE TO HE.. He.. he..." She looks around then turns to me. "Calum?" I stare at her. "I.. I'm. I. Are Where? They." She rambles on. "You're drunk.. Can you walk?" She nods. I take her hand and walk her to a car. She passes out half way to the hotel. I sigh. "Everything wrong.."

*Ariels POV*

"Michael... Why don't you love me? I tried to make you jealous.. I.. I love you. You... Don't even want me." I sit up in tears. I groan as the light hits me. Hangover. I don't remember anything. I look around. "Where am I?.." I look down and I'm naked I clutch the blankets. I hear a door open. "Hello?" No answer. I see him step around the corner only in boxers. "Oh god... Oh god no.. Please no.." He stares at me. "What?... Oh. OHH. Oh god no. I'm engaged Ariel. We didn't." I sigh. "It seems like I end up naked everytime I get drunk..." Calum chuckles. "Don't worry. I slept over there." He points to blankets on the floor. "Thank you Calum.." He smiles at me. "You look like shit." I giggle but i feel a throbbing pain. I groan. "W-What happened last night?" Calum stares at me for a little. "I think... I think you need to wait until you're totally sober and don't have a hangover." I look at Calum strangely. "Was it that bad?.." He looks down. "Calum. Calum tell me now."

*Michaels POV*

"GET THE FUCK OFF MY GIRLFRIEND." I see him go over to them. Anger boils inside me. "His girlfriend? HIS FUCKING GIRLFRIEND!" I shove the girl off of me that was giving me a lap dance thinking it would make Ariel as jealous as her dancing with Luke was making me. I get up and walk over. "Last time I checked she wasn't yours." The next thing I know we're fighting then I turn and see Ariel all bloody." I shoot up. I look around standing not carrying about how unbalanced I am or how I feel like I'm going to puke. "Ariel!" I fall down. I struggle to get back up. I get to her room. "Ariel?!" I open the door. "Where.." I turn around see her walking out of Calums room. I run over falling in front of her. "Ariel.. Ariel listen to me.." She stares at me. "Ariel. I fucking love you.." I pause "Are you.. Are you naked." She looks down. "I uh." I stand up. "No.. No i get it.. You fuck everyone of my mates. "I thought more of you Calum. I did." I point Ariel. "Fuck you. You dirty fucking whore."

*Authors note* Hii guys its been a while.. So. People from my school found my twitter and saw something about my fanfic and they read a little were making fun of it/me. So I stopped writing. I just. I don't even understand how people can make fun of someone who has depression. You don't even fucking understand what its like. You don't understand what its like to not want to walk this earth. To dread seeing the sunlight in the morning. To fucking try to kill yourself. To have pills hid just waiting for that day. To have to go talk to people about why you are so "fucked up." To have a mental "Disability." To be so unstable you don't want to walk out of the house. To feel so insecure you don't even want to be in your own skin. To have times when you're doing actually kinda good then you just break down. You start to cry. You give in again. You listen to what people are saying. "You're not worth it." "You're ugly." "Fat." "Kill yourselves." Don't you people understand this is why we are like this? Its 2015 right now and people are still fucking bullying. Grow the fuck up. Depression is not a joke and if you take it upon yourself to put someone down who has it then you are not even worth the air that we breath. You are fucking sick. I would be ashamed to even have some judgemental fuck like you in my life. I just don't get how you can see someone struggle and push them down farther... But. I'm back now. I've realised I don't give a fuck about some stupid fucking preps/"Popular" Idiots at this school. I don't care. So read on all you're doing is giving me more views for my stories. I'll be updating again soon. (: Love the people who read and actually enjoy my stories.

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