➳ Luke's POV
Alaina snuggled into my chest some more. I don't know if it's because it's actually hot in here or if it's just me, but I was sweating like crazy.
I just couldn't get comfortable and I couldn't think straight or focus on anything. It's been like this ever since I had that awful dream.
I keep seeing her.
I keep hearing her.
She keeps playing with me.
She won't leave.
I can't believe she came back after what she did.
It was all her fault.
I shifted around under Alaina. All day we had been at my house just cuddling and watching movies.
I couldn't sit here any longer. I need some fresh air, I just felt like I was going to pass out any second.
My head pounded as I kept replaying what she did, in my head. My heart quickened at the very thought of her and what may happen. My palms sweated with the memory of the touch from her.
Everything around the room just seemed like it was spinning. I closed my eyes in hope that this was another dream.
It wasn't.
I stood up quickly and pushed Alaina off of me.
"I, um, I'm going to go get some air." I stammered.
I turned around and made my way outside.
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➳ Alaina's POV
It had been about 15 minutes and Luke still wasn't back from being outside.
I was getting tired of watching this movie all by myself, even though I'm pretty sure Luke hasn't been paying attention.
He keeps spacing out and hasn't been very focused. It's like he's in another world and it's all confusing to me.
I don't know why he's acting strange.
Did I do something? Why won't he tell me?
I was so stressed. My parents still aren't talking and they asked if I could come home from Luke's earlier than I usually do.
I grew tired of waiting for Luke and decide to go find him instead.
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I had been searching for Luke and I still couldn't did him anywhere. I decided to just wait till he came back and sat on the swing that was on his front porch.
It started to get cooler outside as the sun started to set.
I grabbed my shoes to put them back on, getting ready to go back home.
As I tied my ratted up shoelaces, the steps creaked.
I looked up to see Luke standing there.
"I waited for you, but you never came back." I said in a blunt tone.
Luke sat down beside me, "Are you leaving?"
I nodded my head yes.
"Okay, don't forget your keys inside." Was all Luke said.
Was that all he had to say?
I couldn't help, but feel hurt and angry.
"That's it?" I questioned.
Luke looked at me confused, "What do you mean?"
I stood up from the swing, "You left me for almost two hours and I couldn't find you anywhere! I looked everywhere for you! We decided that we were going to spend time together and you just ditched me without a reason! I expected an explanation or an apology when you came back, but all you say us "don't forget your keys"! I can't believe you, Luke!"
I stopped to catch my breath. My throat burned and I felt like I was going to cry. I don't know why, but when I get angry I always feel like I'm going to cry.
Luke just sat there with an expressionless face. It's like he hadn't even heard me.
"You're not even listening to me, Luke! Fine whatever, I'm leaving! Call me when you actually want to pay attention." I said that last sentence in a whisper. I knew that any second I was going to breakdown.
Tears streamed down my face as I drove back to my house. I don't know why I was crying. It wasn't even a big deal, but I felt like it was.
Luke is just going through something and I just feel horrible that he won't tell me what it is.
I mean I haven't changed from the person I was before the accident. Everything is pretty much back to normal, I guess. I may not remember me and Luke's relationship that we had before, but we must've been close.
I pulled into the driveway of my home and parked the car. I gathered myself before I went inside to talk to my parents.
After I was calm and didn't look like I was crying, I got out of the car and headed to the front door.
Here goes nothing.
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amnesia // l.h. (DISCONTINUED)
Fanfictionshe awoke with amnesia. he awoke with regret.