Too Close For Comfort (LH) (PT1&2)

17. Hospitals

Luke's car was only a few miles behind Tanner's. We were only ahead thanks to two perfectly timed red lights. By the time I had climbed up the ladder and made it back into my room Luke was raddlimg the hinges on my door.

Everything was hazy and I felt like I was floating instead of walking: not in a good way. I sat down on my bed, ignoring Luke who was going to break down my door and cradled my head. "Stop," I whined, no I begged! Why won't this headache go away! At this point I had lost count of how many days I had this damn headache. It just wouldn't ease up.

I had grown familiar with this feeling, and because I was familiar with it, knew I was going to pass out. It was only a matter of when and where. Everything was blurry. It felt like the room was spinning!

My door knob finally snapped, being forced to Do a complete three sixty, destroying the lock. I jumped to my feet, staring wide eyes at Luke who literally broke into my room. I could barely focus on him. I blinked a few times, hoping my vision would clear up. It didn't, but I could hear his heavy breathing. I pressed my cold fingers to my temple.

"What the hell were you thinking?" He barked. His voice roared through my head, sending a sharp pain pinging around my head like a ball in one of those twenty five scent machines.

I had to put my ungodly headache aside, because this pain would be nothing compared to the pain I would have felt had something happened to Luke. "You son of a bitch!" I snarled, "you have the audacity to come into my room, forcefully might I add, and yell at me? You could have gotten yourself killed Luke! How could you do that? How could you put your life in danger like that?"

"My life?" He shouted over me.

My only choice was to get louder, "So carelessly!"

"What the hell were you doing out there?" He flung his hand out, gesturing to the window, taking a couple large, quick, strides over to me. He pounded his finger into his chest, leaning down to my level, "I told you not to talk to him! I warned you! Do you thrive on pissing me off? Does it get you off or something?"

"How could you leave me?" I threw my hands out in frustration, "what if you wrecked? What if you died? How could you leave me alone like that?"

"Why do you always want me to be jealous?" As we yelled we were getting closer to each other. Pretty soon we would be nose to nose, "one minute you're all over me and you say you want me, and then you run off to hang out with other guys! This doesn't feel like love, Kaytlin!"

"I do love you!" I screamed. It felt like I ripped my vocal cords. The back of my throat aching, , "I love you so damn much, that I put everything aside for you, and you don't even care! Do you even consider what I go through on a daily basis to try and make this work? Do you know how hard it is not to run and tell you everything that happened in my day? How difficult it is to avoid you? To be civil with your girlfriend when all I want to do is take her out back and knock her around one good time!"

"Hell, all we do is fight, Luke!" His back straightened. He glared down at me, blue eyes darker than the deepest depths of the ocean "I don't even want to be here anymore!" Dark eyes immediately softened. His shoulders dropped and pain covered his face, "because the hardest part of my day is waking up and seeing you! Or seeing what's supposed to be you!" A sob cracked through my chest. I had to look towards the ceiling to fight back the tears, it hurts so damn bad! Because I want you to be here! I want you to pick me! I want to be your everything!"