Losing You || Luke Hemmings ||

Chapter 4

Note 6, July 16 2008

holy crap I am 15.

man it's been a rough year so far. Thanksgiving is gonna be a mess. don't even dream about Christmas.

but I must never ever forget my dearest friends. especially Luke because I grew up with him.

I must stay strong.

Just because I have a few nightmares doesn't mean I must stop dreaming.

I might have a few scars on my legs from motorcycles accidents, it might disgusts me but they tell a story

same goes to the scars that is on my back and my arms :-(
-chelsea.

"The boys will be here soon ok? We will be just out in town getting some stuff, doing some interviews and having some meetings. We will come back home tonight and you must be right here." Lea says.

"Erm, I am 22 years old not 4..." Chelsea reminded her. Alex burst out laughing, "just be safe," Cali smiles, leaving Lea to pout.

"Ok bye psycho." Brandon says, walking out with the car keys.

Chelsea sits in the kitchen, "and Chelsea," Lea walks back in.

"The boys are coming in the afternoon so don't worry about getting bored." She quickly state her sentence and run out.

Chelsea then felt kinda of sad that she doesn't remember anything, people have to treat her differently like she is a kid or a teenager.

Chelsea only knows that she is 22, have a boyfriend, she's famous but needs to stay out of paps sight for a few months. She don't know if she's a virgin or not, Luke wouldn't tell her and asking the others about her sex life won't help either.

She let out a sigh and walk up the stairs and to her room, deciding to watch some of her live shows.

-

Luke steps into the beach house, "Chelsea, I bought food!" He shouted.

Chelsea usually would run down because she loves food.

But there wasn't any response at all, "Chelsea?" Luke puts the food down on the table and went up.

He looks into her room and the bathroom, literally the huge house and she wasn't anywhere.

"I am so fucked."

-

3 hours, 37 minutes and 19 seconds have gone and Chelsea is still not home.

The lads are going to be here in any minute and Luke can't reach Chelsea's cell-

"Hey Luke," Chelsea walks in drenched from the rain.

"Where were you?" Luke stands up from the couch.

"I just went out and got out a couple of things," she says.

"Why? What's wrong?" She furrowed her eyebrows at him.

Luke let out a sigh, "nothing, I just miss you."

"But I was only gone for a few hours." Chelsea points out.

"Never mind," Luke took a deep breath.

"I am sorry," she murmurs.

"For what?"

"For losing my memory...?" Chelsea says in a low tone and starts to play with her fingers nervously.

"It's not your fault that you were depressed at a very young age," Luke mutters.

"I don't think I was depressed at all, I think I was just really, really sad." Chelsea says, nodding slightly.

"I think that you still are if you have your memory right now and as your boyfriend, I didn't even know about that." Luke says, with no emotion in his eyes.

-

Everyone sat down for dinner, Chelsea is in her room already asleep as her medicine can cause that.

Luke is upset because he didn't saw Chelsea for months due to tour and this happen, and it upsets him that he can't even hug her or have a long makeout session.

"So erh, we had a meeting with our manager today." Lea started off nervously.

"And there is upcoming concert that Chelsea needs to go in a few weeks... To perform."

"Maybe in a few weeks, her memory might be back." Luke says.

Everyone is hoping for Chelsea to get better, but not as bad as Luke.

- - 10.27pm

"Luke?" Chelsea steps into Luke's room.

"Hey, are you hungry? There's some food downstairs." Luke says in a low tone. He put his phone aside and sat up on his bed.

"No, I just have a question about my family." Chelsea bites down her lip.

"Were they very abusive?"

Luke furrowed his eyebrows, "I knew your Dad was."

"Oh," Chelsea murmurs.

"Something wrong?"

"No.." Chelsea replies with a small smile, "i am gonna get some food." She then says excitedly and walk out.

Luke follows her out, "chels, tell me what's wrong?"

Chelsea stood by the fridge, "nothing, I just have some bad flashbacks. It just really hurts." Chelsea blinks her tears away.

"Chelsea, you know you can tell me anything." Luke says in a soft tone.

"Yeah, but I don't know why I couldn't bring myself too." Chelsea took out a plate of chocolate cake.

Luke sits on the bar stool, its like she's here but she isn't.