psycho :: luke brooks

24 - Truth

Lily's P.O.V.

"Can we head back into the counselling room?", I asked Luke after about an hour as he lied down on his bed.

He only shook his head and sniffed a bit. Still feeling bad about the whole wipping thing that happened, I didn't protest to his decision.

"Would you like something to eat?", I walked towards Luke and pressed my hand to his forehead, feeling that he was quite warm. He looked like he was in thought before clearing his throat and answering, "Actually, that would be nice."

I pouted as I dabbed a wet cloth on his forehead, wiping down the side of his heated face. He gave a warm, comforting smile that I loved.

"I'm sorry, again." Luke slightly opened his eyes to look at me. "Don't be. It's not your fault." I knew it wasn't, but I was still sorry.

"Do you want to come down to eat or fo you want me to bring the food up?", I questioned, setting the cloth aside.

"I'll come down. The pain and swelling has eased down a bit.", He groaned as he pulled himself up to sit.

Proud of his choice, I nodded once but grimaced when I saw the slashes across his back. "Are you sure that you're alright?" I asked nervously. "Yeah." he said, but of course I couldn't believe him with him looking like that. "Luke, Please. Lay down and I'll get the food and also some bandages to help with those slashes." I assured him but he wasn't going to take it. "No! I'll go down stairs. Don't worry, they really don't hurt that much, I've had way worse done to me."

I reluctantly nodded and he beamed whilst taking my hand in his own with a big grin. I couldn't help but smile back because despite everything he's done, he still has a cute smile. He can't help it that he did all those things, I'm sure of it. So I shan't hold it against him.

The elevator ride down was silent. Floor 3....2.. "HALT!", Luke shouted and I got the fright of my life, no kidding. "Luke?", I raised my eyebrows at him but felt a lump in my throat as he looked at me with a grin. A grin I knew all too well. Not his happy-go-lucky one, but his evil one, that I have seen many times before.

"Not Luke.", he replied. What? Not Luke? "Luke, snap out of it please." I was getting sick of these break outs to be honest. A sudden screech was heard from him before he fell to his knees. "Luke!" I cautiously walked over to him. "Run. Please." he pleaded. "I- I can't", I panicked. "Lily please run!" he begged once again.

"Oooh.", he laughed. "You have a good one." he talked to himself. "Stop, I'm not going to do anything to her!" "Haha, good one. Get her." and with that Luke forcefully stood up, looking me in the eyes. I was honestly fucking terrified, because who was he talking to?

"I'm so sorry.", he mouthed before walking over to me. I backed up, my back pressing against the cushioned elevator wall. He slowly wrapped his hand around my neck, me not moving a bit, because what could I do? I saw what this boy could do and I'm sure as hell I couldn't escape him even if he got stalled or something.

His grip slightly tightened and he had tears at this point. "This is a stupid ritual!" he talked to himself once again. "You get the drift already, why is this different? Because! This isn't just anyone, I can't do it. Aw Lukey, it's the 17th of the April." his voices kept changing. "I love her." and after that his grip suddenly loosened and he flew backwards into the other side of the elevator. "You don't! I do. No! You can't!" he argued, basically with himself as I tried to retrieve my breath back from what just happened.

He walked up to me once again, but this time with a blank expression. "I love her so much, and I refuse to hurt her." He pressed me up against the wall gently and he leaned in, brushing his lips over mine before locking them together. "A psycho can't love! Luke!" he spoke into the kiss.

He giggled after that. "I'm stronger than you for once."

"This is your lucky day! Next time I won't back away!" he talked to himself again. "What just happened?", I questioned, looking anywhere but his eyes. "Please, just forget it happened. I'm not allowed to tell you. I had to kill you but I was strong this time. I can't kill someone I love, especially when they love me back.

Ping!

The elevator door opened. Funny, I didn't even feel it moving to the first floor. I can't love a psycho. I can't, but I'm afraid that I just might. It's like he has me under some sort of spell, a love spell, unfortunately.

*****

I watched Luke as he ate his salad. I didn't know what to feel anymore. He didn't seem to notice the staring, I think he was starving because he ate quite quickly. I was hungry myself, wondering what I'll have for dinner. It was getting pretty late.

"Luke, I'm pretty tired. Is it alright if I head home soon?" I asked, even though I shouldn't. I'm allowed to throw him in his cell, lock him up and go home. "Okay." he seemed pretty down about it but he didn't hold me back which relieved me. These activities that have happened these past few days have really made me exhausted and I need sleep. Peaceful sleep.

"When are you going?", he mumbled quietly. "When you've finished." I answered and it seemed like he was eating faster ever so slightly. "You'll be good, and stay in your room." I talked to him like I was his mother or something. Even though he's almost the same age as I am.

"Mhm.", he hummed in response.

I sighed, before pulling my bag around my arm as I saw Luke finishing up his food. "Counselling tomorrow. 9am. Be awake and ready before then." I held his hand as we walked down the hallway towards his cell. "Goodnight, my love.", he suddenly stood in front of me and pressed his lips to mine.

"Night, Luke." I smiled softly. He smiled, before closing the door himself. I locked it as he playfully pouted. "Can't wait to see you tomorrow." he grinned and I chuckled, shaking my head.

*****

I sighed as I covered myself in my blankets. It was a very cold night and I love being snuggled up in my bed that's for sure. I wasn't really that scared anymore of Luke because now I know he wouldn't hurt someone he loves. But, the whole 17th thing. I remembered reading it in his records. How he committed awful crimes on the 17th, even though he didn't have a calendar or anything to know what day it was.

At least I have another month until I need to worry about anything really bad happening again. Just as I was drifting to sleep, I felt something in my bed beside me.

I gasped but my mouth was covered by a hand. I wriggled around, panicking. "Shh, it's just me.", I heard someone whisper. "J-Jai?" I was shocked when I saw who it was, the moonlight providing some light so that I could see.

"Yeah. Now shush, let's sleep."

I reluctantly nodded. I love Jai. I love Luke. What is wrong with me? He pulled me so that my head rested on his chest and I quickly drifted to sleep, not sure how tomorrow was going to be like.

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Ugh, bad chapter sorry!

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