Confused

Chapter 13

We stand up and for some reason everyone feels the need to clap at the end of the movie. I finally let go of her hand, I want to reach for it and hold it tighter make her know just how much I genuinely love her. Make her see how much Nathan and Dix love her. If only she knew. " That movie was great!" I say trying to sound happy.
"It was kinda boring really, sorry, but I'm glad you liked it." She says back a little less cheery. We walk for a while and we get to my car. I open the door for her and she slides on in. I walk around and finally get in. I turn the key and it starts but I don't back out right away, I turn and look at her, "why do you always apologize to me? I can't be mad at you and you know it, I just don't want you feeling like you need to." I say looking at her dead in the eyes.

~kaits pov~
"why do you always apologize to me? I can't be mad at you and you know it, I just don't want you feeling like you need to." He said. I looked down at my shaking hands I didn't want to answer. I hate this question because I always lie to get out of telling the truth when people ask this, I couldn't lie to him, not Luke.
"I don't know..." I say.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked." he says looking guilty.
"I'm sorry can we just go now." I say sheepishly.
"Yeah." he says as he pulls out of the parking lot.

~Luke's pov~
I look over at her every now and then. she's just looking at her hands like she's frozen and doesn't know what to do I pull over by the bowling alley. "are you okay?" She doesn't respond. "Kaitlyn. Look at me. Stop freaking out you didn't do anything wrong please look at me." she turns her head and looks at me. "Are you okay?" She gently shakes her head no. I put the car in park and walk over to the passenger side and open her door she gets out and looks at the ground. I see one tear roll down her cheek and onto the pavement. I grab her and hold her, I hold her and let her cry on me, her body is shaking and I don't know why, but I hate that I brought this on her. She's crying and shaking and I'm just holding her rubbing her back one arm around her bAck for support, her arms are tucked up in between us. it is strange how perfect she fits in my arms, her frail little body, when was the last time she ate a full meal? Why did she starve herself? She's only 97 pounds anyway. all theses things rush through my mind and I know I can't ask any of them a loud.

~a note from me!~
I'm sorry that I haven't been writing lately I got busy. I'm so sorry you'll never know. but here it is and the next chapter will come soon. thank you for reading 😊