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My Heart Is Yours

Chapter 2

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"Hey,hey,hey Luke please calm down. Lets take deep breaths". I said while placing my hands over his pale broad shoulders. I'm showing him the movements of breathing inhale and exhale. After of couple minutes showing him the breathing movements. Something caught my eye. Luke has big scar in shape of a X. Starting from both of his shoulders crossing over his pecks and ending along his belly button. How come I haven't noticed this earlier. I looked back up at Luke to see his expression. His face held a scared expression, but hurt at the same time. His face tells,like I found out his biggest secret. I started skimming my fingertips over his marked chest, trying to feel his hurt and hatred from the scar. The roughness from mark under my fingertips, makes me feel his pain. Luke has a story, hopefully one day he'll tell me.............

I placed my hand over his chest trying to feel the warmth radiating off of his skin. In matter of seconds Luke grasped my hand with all his strength. "Don't" he growled. My hand is starting to hurt from his grip.

"Luke I don't know what you've went through. But I feel your pain, your coldness, and your sorrow."

He didn't say a word, not even a little response. Luke placed his hand in his pocket, trying to retrieve something. He then pulled out a folded paper, with his thumb and index finger. He raised it up to his lips and placed a delicate kiss on it. What is he doing ? Dang he must be crazy.

"Luke I gotta go, I'm going to be late for school. I'm sorry if I'm sounding like a bitch, but I really need to go" I said scurrying down the steps. Running off of the front yard I felt a tug on my arm. I winced in pain from the cuts from last night. "Please give this to Harry, your my only hope. Please don't forget I'm counting on you" he pleaded. He handed me the note and walked off. What is this note containing ?

Lunch time*************

Heading down the dark painted halls for lunch. The whole morning I was distracted by Luke words and his note. I didn't open the note, I felt like it wasn't my place. I haven't ran into Harry yet. He probably has a big stunt for me today. In midst of walking to the cafeteria I felt two big hands on back of my shoulders. The hands shoved me against the cold metal locker, my face smashing against the metal. I shudder from the feeling, of knowing who the person is. Harry taunting me. I looked at my peripheral vision to see the students laughing or smirking at me. I feel so weak and pathetic, and embarrassed even humiliated. How can a human being feel all these emotions ?

After from all the harassment my eyes are brimming with tears. I'm trying to hold back the salty droplets from my eyes, pinching my thighs trying to distract myself from crying. I feel a hot breath against my ear. "Hey sweet thing, you look extra slutty today. Wearing a skirt to show off your skinny ass legs. Right now I would just strangle you or beat you till you bleed. But I can't I don't want any witnesses so your of the hook. Your so pathetic, you have nobody and you will never will ! I heard your mom is "disabled" or some crap like that. I'm glad your Father died because I wouldn't want him to see your pathetic ass" he spoke with his raspy voice. Every single word piercing through my broken heart. I'm hurting physically and mentally. Why can't someone save me from my nightmare......

I shimmed out of his excruciating grip I turned to see his face. He held a devilish smirk. Tears coming out following by others. Don't let your walls crumble because of him he's nothing to you. Don't express, just don't feel. After the words of "encouragement". I wiped my tears so I can see properly, I dusted off my clothing. And retrieved the note from my pocket from my skirt. I held it up with my two fingers and slammed it against his hard chest. Making him step back from the push.

"This is from Luke, you bastard" I screamed as loud as I could making sure he got the memo. A look of shock washed over Harry's face.