I'll be yours

Chapter 14

I woke up to 5 messages from Luke on my phone. I looked at the time 2:30 am. I dialed Luke's number. He answered after 4 rings
"Hellllooo" A very drunk Luke answered
"Hey you texted me quite a bit"
"I'm a little drunk" he laughed through the phone.
"I can see that."
"I miss you Lia"
"I miss you too Luke"
"We play in Seattle again in like a month and a half"
"Luke that's great!"
"Maybe you can come with me and stay this time"
Luke seemed so fragile. I hated it. I did that to him.
"Yeah" I twirled a loose thread from the blanket around my pointer finger.
"Well Michael just ordered pizza I'll talk to you later"
"Okay have fun"
The other line went silent.
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I woke up a few hours later. 11:09. My class started at noon. I got up and went to get dressed. I pulled on a pair of light jeans and a black mayday parade shirt. I pulled my hair into a pony tail and grabbed my bag. I sat down on the couch and tied the laces of my converse. And slid my phone into my back pocket.
The drive to class was very uneventful. I listened to I miss you by blink and thought
Of the guys' cover of it. My phone rang through the small vehicle. "Hey um you have a visitor." Katie stated through the phone. "Who?"
"It's that girl"
I turned the car around and made the drive back home. Luckily it was only a few minutes.
"Why was Elliot at my house?" I thought to myself.
When I arrived to the apartment. She was draped over the couch. "Um hi?" She didn't reply. "How did you know where I live?" I said shaking her from her unresponsive state. "I went to a party." She sat up. She looked awful. Her hair was a mess on top of her head and her makeup was smeared across her face. "I met this guy" she continued. I nodded slowing. "He gave me a drink, he was really nice. His name was- fuck I don't remember his name." She pressed her hand to her forehead in a panicked state. "Lia why the fuck can't I remember his name?" Tears threatened to spill out of her eyes. "It's not important keep going" I pushed her, placing my hand on her shoulder. "Then he brought me to this room and I tried to get him to get off Lia but the fucker wouldn't get off of me" he crying was heavier now. I pulled her into a hug and she dig her head into my shoulder. My heart beat sped up at the realization at what happened. "I'm not a slut Lia. I asked him to get off of me. I tried to hit him but I couldn't lift my fucking arms" she covered her face with her hands. "Shhh it's okay Elliot. We're going to get him okay? Do you want me to call the police? What did he look like?" I raced. "He had blue eyes, they were really pretty." She calmed down a little "and he had black hair and a tattoo. It had numbers. It was on his forearm right here." She pointed to Her left arm just above her wrist. My vision blurred. I knew exactly who had that tattoo. Fuck. "I remember his name, Lia I remember" she tugged at my sleeve pulling me down onto the couch that I stood up off of. "Elliot. What were the numbers?" I asked holding her down. God she was so drunk. "I don't know Lia but listen to me"
"Elliot what were the numbers."
"Fuck Lia just sit your ass down and listen to what I'm fucking saying. I remember his name!" She stood up, yelling now. I waited for her answer. Her eyes rolled slightly and she fell forward onto the couch. "No no no" I said shaking her. "Wake the fuck up what was his name" I started to panic more. I'm just being stupid it couldn't have been him. "Andy" she mumbled before slipping into unconsciousness again.