Limbo [h.s]

34

*A/N*

*This is part one of a double update so make sure you read this chapter first* 

Chapter 34 Luka's POV

"I swear to god Jack if you say I don't mind one more fucking time I'm gonna lose it." I grunt rolling my eyes.

We've been having this argument for the past hour. I tried to explain to him why I didn't want Isabel anywhere near Harry or I let alone Jack, but he says it doesn't matter what I want so long as I'm helping the people who need it, basically saying he doesn't care who I have to work with to do it. Which is fucking confusing the shit out of me because usually he doesn't like me getting involved with stuff like this let alone encouraging me to do so, but here we are again almost screaming at each other hoping that one of us will finally cave and expect the others opinion.

"But I don't. So long as I don't have to see her, I'm fine with it and you should be too" Jack responds bluntly as he makes his way into the kitchen. I follow behind like a lost puppy.

"Well of course I fucking care, I can't stand her. Did I tell you what she did to me?" My voice becoming louder with every second this stupid conversation continues.

"Yes Lu" he turns around to face me walking backwards softening his face before he continues, completely ignoring my outburst "I do know, but don't forget that you were the one who whipped her with a chain after you cut her, so I don't blame her for writing you a petty note in response. She could've killed you, you know. But instead she left you alone and for that I'm thankful" Jack's eyes shine as he speaks, showing the amount of admiration he has for me in them.

"I know that" I reach out for his hands and hold them in mine, gently thumbing over his knuckles. "but every time I look at her all I see is you hurting, the sounds you made on that phone call and then... then flashbacks of you passing out on that chair. I can't I –" my voice cracks and I look down breaking our eye contact. I didn't realise my eyes were fogging over with a thin layer of tears until I blinked, and then I felt the wetness of them roll down my cheek.

Jack exhales calmly like he's trying to decide what to do with me before he gently removes his hands from my grasp and brings them up to my face to brush away the tears.

"I can't lose you" I mumble looking back up over my wet eyelashes and into his gorgeous eyes. I get lost starring into them, the brownness of pair softening into what looks to be a mixture of gold and bronze.

I don't know how long we stand in silence in the middle of the kitchen for, but Jack is the first to break, removing his hands from my face and takes a short step back. "Alright, that's enough mushy shit for one day. Now get your arse out of here so I can finish off some paper work, you need to go talk to Harry and tell him that you're in" he steps backwards again, pointing his finger at me.