Y/N sorry for the spelling mistakes, hope you know what the word is, if not, then erm... Guess??
*I've never been so scared, I'm gonna deal with this so-called Luke for once and make him leave MY house.
I opened the door to the kitchen and wanted to scream and rip the little shits head off, the kitchen had smashed glass and furniture on every inch of the titled floor.
I got myself together and thought of something to say.
"I'm done with your sick games! show yourself or leave!"-
Everything went black-
I felt coldness-
"Hello Brooklyn"*
brooklyn pov
"wake up Brooke its just a bad dream" i shot up looking around the room in panic, only to see my dead mother.
memorys of last night came flooding back.
"wheres Ashton, is he okay, what did Luke do to him, is he alive??" i throw questios at her like their was no tomorrow.
"calm down, he's in the guest room, he fell last night when you were playing in the kitchen and broke most of the dishe-"
I cut her off "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT IT WAS LUKE, THE UGLY FUCKER, I SEEN HIS FACE HE'S REAL!" i was pacing the room frantically.
"honey, theirs no one called luke, you fell of the conter"
yeah sure i fucking did, and the box just-THE BOX!
I spirited out of the room and down the stirs, "where are you going?" my mother called faintly in the back ground.
"proving it wasn't a dream" i shouted back up heading into the kitchen to see Ashton in their. "what are you doing Ash?"
"the same thing you where trying to do, by any chance have you seen-"
"hi"
Ash and i jumped back with fright, "dude that wasn't cool" we said in sync
"sorry, what are you doing and what happened to the kitchen?"
"looking for the box"
"the.. box?" he said slowly "what box?"
"your shitting me right!" i shouted standing up in Michael's face.
"i dont know what youre talking about Brooklyn"
"you do, we both nearly risked our lifes trying to get this box of Luke's for you" Ashton pipped in.
"who's Luke?"
you have to be kidding me right, doesn't this kid remember anything from the past few years or has he just fucking killed his brain cells that contain memories of the past few years?
"maybe i fucking have, brooke you need to piss off and stop imaging things, theirs no such thing as Luke Hemming's!"
"i didnt say his sir name.."
"nor did i!"
"mate, you just did" Ashton started to leave the room.
"fuck you all" Michael disappeared.
im sick of feeling like i know nothing, like why the fuck is it only me and Ash who 'know' Luke, they know him aswell, he killed them! Calum is back tomorrow and so is Jason an Niall, thank god for that they know hes real!
wait Michael gave me his sir name, i can search him on google and see if anything comes up, going into my room and on my laptop i searched up 'luke hemmings' and 5 options came up
luke hemmings murders
luke hemmings murder house
luke hemmings wanted
luke hemmings possession
but the one that caught my eyes was the last one
luke hemmings is here
slamming the laptop down i ran out the house realising he'll be able to see what im doing and its also away to get his voice out of my head, with the constant repeating of 'get out' like who the fuck just says get out, like can i have a reason or are you just gonna be an arse and repeat your self if so, save your fucking breath and get a recorder to repeat it for you.
"why thanks brooklyn, i'll take that into note"
"you have to be shitting me" i mumbled under my breath and looked up to see i was still in the house, "oh" i laughed awarkedly and left.
reaching the cafe i got the laptop out and sat down out side considering it was still sunny out side, searching up 'luke hemmings' another one poped up on the end, this time it wasnt 'is here' it didnt even have is name in the front it said,
oh we have a fan now, do we?
"piss off" i mumbled, clicking on the first link 'luke hemmings murders'
going back to my reshearch i clicked on the first link, 'luke hemmings mudered dozens, and himself'
"the fuck"
"hey, dont swear" i turned around to see Ashton.
"why are you here?" sitting down next to me he looked at the screen.
"good idea"
i looked at him confused, "what you talking about?"
"like, Luke he can like hack into that shit and see what your doing and all that, hes like a. erm.. like a ghost, he can get into your mind"
"and i didnt know that, right"
"you should"
"i do you dipshit"
"dont fucking swear"
"but you did"
looking defeated he gave up "anyway read it out"
going over the first para i stared " so basically Luke Hemmings has done meany mass murders, being in world war two fucked up his mind, he fought with the germans in the nazi camps and moved to aussie a few years later, killed more people, went to an asylum, killed more, well the whole asylum, got sent to a high security prison, killed all the, everyone, killed more people, inculding lily, my mum and michael, said to have killed you, then he went to death-row, got out and killed more" i paused reading over it again,
"it says he killed Niall?"
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Murder house
Fiksi Penggemar"you think you can get away from me, hide, act as if i'm not here! honey, i'm here, and this is just one big nightmare you cant wake up from"
