𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 , 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝟙𝟜 , some bobbie therapy

also posted a prologue!! go check it out!!
what do you think luke found at/in bobbies?
a) your guess!! cmon!! i want to know!!

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you laughed as carrie threw another witty remark towards her father.

it was the next day, and you had come for some bobbie therapy. with the threat of having to talk with the guy not accompanying your trip, you were able to sit back and enjoy watching him live like you used to.

in a way, it actually helped clear your mind.

bobbie had just gotten home, carrie stretched out on the sofa. you had grown pretty comfortable around carrie, and, despite her constant attitude with everything and mean behavior towards your girl julie, you had also grown to like her.

you watched bobbie listen to music and meditate upstairs, and thought about the chaotic past couple of days. you checked off your mental to-do list.

one : luke. he had begun to feel a bit better about the situation as a whole. he had seemed happier, not as distant and secretive. you vowed to yourself right then and there that you wouldn't add another secret to the list, for you were both much happier for it. you were pretty sure getting that knowledge of hearing you cry the other night off of his chest and mind had lifted his stress, and you were glad he was back to his normal self. no secrets was a good place to be.

at least, one less secret. no more secrets didn't mean that there weren't still more.

that brought you to your next dilemma : your guilty conscience. the one that kept telling you everyday you knew things you shouldn't. like how luke went to bobbies and kept it from you. which still boggles you, because you hadn't found a reason yet.

sure, luke could've been worried that it would make you upset to go see him again, but something told you there was more. that there was another reason.

no, you thought, you're just acting paranoid. if there was a more serious reason, luke would know he can tell you anything. him keeping it from you to save you from getting upset or sad is the most logical reason.

luke cared about your feelings so much, he had done everything while you knew each other to always keep you happy, and you appreciated it. but part of a healthy relationship is being honest, no matter how it might make you feel.

your thoughts got interrupted as bobbies stereo switched songs, and my name is luke came blasting through the speakers. you smiled slightly, and coincidentally so did bobbie.

it was wild. the fact that bobbie had produced all these songs under his own, and different, name still left you wondering why. you held the same empathy as before, but it still made you, and most definitely the boys, upset. and they had a right to be, you all had a right to an answer. an explanation.

you tightened your lips together. you knew the right thing to do was to talk to the guy, now that you're still pretty sure he can hear you. you knew it was the best thing for the group. you wondered when, or even if, you'd be ready.

for luke, because they were his songs.
for alex, because it would get the boy an answer to at least one of his questions since he became a ghost.
and julie, she would be able to find out more about her mom, and she deserved that.

you were thankful reggie hadn't put any more pressure on you, the boy pretty much stayed neutral. except when he learned that bobbie had a helicopter, than he had gotten a little mad.

and then, there was you. you decided you deserved answers too. you were extremely close to the kid before you died, and you would've never guessed he would do something like this.

you took a deep breath, not really sure how you convinced yourself to do this next step in the plan so quickly, but before you could think-

you just did it.

"hello?"

for a moment, there was nothing. no movement, no reaction.

than slowly, almost so microscopic you thought you imagined it, bobbie had turned to face you.

his eyes showed shock, but no other part of his body showed emotion. you felt your body slip into panic, and before you knew it your vans landed on pavement, and a body flew into yours, the impact sending you flying.