Revenge | Sequel to Harsh (DISCONTINUED)

One

Even when I opened my eyes, it was dark. All I saw was black, my breath hitched, I couldn't breathe. I thrashed around trying to figure out where I was, but I was caught in restraints. I tried not to let myself panic, but there was really no use. My breathing started to increase until whatever was on my head gets pulled off. The bright lights hurt my eyes as my they try to adjust to my surroundings.

My eyes never fully adjust as I look around the room. I see figures but they are too blurry to make out who they where. "Tell us what you know." Said a voice, none that I recongize. I didn't know what they were talking about. I didn't want to repsond.

After silence takes over the room, the unknown man talk again, "Tell us!" Something slams next to me, making me flinch.

"I don't know anything!" I say. I didn't know what they were talking about, or what I had to do with anything. I didn't have any disclosed information I was hiding. I pull at my restraints againm trying to break free but it was no use, they were too tight.

"Don't lie!" They shout at me, the figure never clearing up, I was starting to think my blurry vision would never clear.

"I'm not fucking lying!" I yell back, I was getting frustrated because I didn't know who these strange people were or what they were talking about.

Silence comes back to the room, so much that I think I'm alone. My head is numb, I can barely think. I didn't know what kind of weird phase I was in. My arms are sore from trying to break free of the straps, and I could feel my eye lips drooping from tiredness. I was slipping, away from this state of cloudy confusion.

My head drops back from the weight, "Tell us about your father!" I hear, but it's faded.

"Wait! Come back-" I start to say and then-

I shot up in my bed, breathing heavy, with cold sweat on my forehead. I feel next to me and realize no one is there. I take my head in my hands and calm down from the dream that's now fading from my mind, I no longer even remember any details. But I know that I have the same dream every few nights, and wake up the same way every time.

I look at the clock, 4:00 AM, it reads. This is normal for me, and now I won't be able to go back to sleep. So I get up, and go into the living room, where she is sleeping, like everytime I wake up with one of the dreams.

And there she is, sleeping peacefully on the couch. Her short red hair pressed up against the pillow, and her arms around her body. "Andy," I say, sitting by her feet, comforting her by rubbing her leg.

"Hi Luke," She smiles lazily, not opening her eyes.

"What are you doing out here?" Everytime I find her on the couch, I just bring her back to bed, not waking her up. But I wanted to know why she did this.

"You move a lot in your sleep, I couldn't fall asleep." She says and then moans and looks as though she feel asleep again. I sigh, and pick her up from the couch and bringing her back to bed.

I then walk out of her apartment, taking the elevator up to the top floor. This is where I go when I can't get back to sleep.

It was pretty peaceful up here, no one was here to bother me and I could just look out across the town, while the sun rose, making the sky erupt with color. Even though I hated that I couldn't sleep, this was my favorite part of the day.

The past few months for me were rough to say the least. I ended up moving into Andy's apartment, because that what we thought would be the next step for us. Also because of everything that happened, she was the only person I felt safe with.

That night was a blur, everyday it is harder to remember what exactly happened. The only thing that matters is that I'm here now. Yet it doesn't help that everything they did to me, affected me so greatly. I can't go a week without having a nightmare about what they did.

Since I got home, I have been seeing a therapist. I should have seen one a long time ago, but after the long month I was gone, I have been left mentally disturbed. I hadn't told anyone what they did to me, except my therapist. Not even Andy knows, and I'm not quite sure if I want her to. I don't want her to feel bad about it even more than she should.

Aside from Andy, the only people I talk to are my mom and Austin. I don't even talk to them that much, only when they check in with me. I guess I also talk to Ashton, Calum and Michael too but only every so often. We decided to put the band on hold while I retain mental stability. I feel bad for the fans, but I'm sure they understand.

Now that I am not playing in my band and my whole thing of Zone is over with, life consists of basically nothing. I sometime contemplate why I'm even wasting my time trying to get better, when I know it's no use. I'm back where I started. I like where I was right after Chelsea died. Sometimes I don't even see I point in living. It seems useless. My mind drifts to the though of the edge of the roof, how it would feel if my toes where slightly hanging off the side and the wind blowing through my hair, I could just jump...

The door to the roof opens and my mind whirls back. There is a reason I'm not jumping off an apartment building roof and its because of her. I already know she's the one walking towards me and sitting next to me, because this happens everytime I have a bad dream, I go on the roof, she comes up here when she wakes. Andy cuddles into my side and I wrap my arm around her, there is no need for words. No amount of words can fix the damage that has been made.

I take a deep breath in, wishing I could explain to her just how important she is to me, but I can't. There is no possible way for me to even start explaining how she has saved my from my thoughts and myself. But I think she knows, somehow.

My life has took an extreme turn, a turn I had never seen coming. There's no way for me to change it now, what is done is done. And it all started because someone wanted Revenge.

"...I'm aimless, heading toward nowhere at the speed of light..." You Haunt Me- Sir Sly

+Heyo everyone I am back. I hope you liked the first chapter, it probably wasn't that excited but I just wanted to show you what has happened since the last book. And the p.o.v. is in Luke's if you didn't know that. I'll try and update every week like I did with Harsh. Be ready for major twists. You have been warned!+