"you bite your nails,
he clicks his pen,
we all smoke cigarettes,
we all die in the end."
Luke slowly whispered my favourite poem in my ear.
"tell me why," I said, "tell me why you did it."
he took a short breath, and began his small speech on why he had faked his death
"I just really wanted to start over, you know?" he paused and laughed, "who am I kidding. Of course you know. I'm so sorry, Kae. Give me another chance."
"Luke. I need time." I threw what was left of my cigarette and stepped on it, putting it out, and walking away.
--
it was a Monday morning and Luke had texted me today and told me not to go to school, but to meet him and Ashton in the alley we use to mess around in.
I don't even remember how we use to mess around, it was just messing around if that makes any sense.
so I skipped school today, without telling my mum.
goddammit, Kaelin. Get to school.
she was pissed off, but I just laughed it off, and kept walking down the road.
--
I grabbed myself a Starbucks before turning into the alley.
my heart was racing, I didn't know what was going to go on here, but apparently I was scared.
as soon as I saw Luke on the ground with blood surrounding him. I ran back around the corner of the alley, and sunk to the ground.
"oh god." I exhaled slowly, "come on, Kaelin."
I pushed myself up, and slowly walked into the alley. Luke was sitting up, with his back against the wall and his head in his knees.
"fuck this." he slowly stood up and looked at me.
"I didn't mean any of this, Kae. I got into some trouble with alcohol, drugs, y'know. That shit. My parents hate me to bits, so do you. I don't know if I actually want to be alive. Life's so tough, Kae." he sobbed, "life's so tough."
"Luke. Sit." I demanded, "what happened?"
he sat down on the cold concrete beside me.
"the people I used to-" he leaned his head against the wall, "Kae. I need to die."
"Luke, you don't need to die. You can't die." I grabbed his hand.
"I need to."
"Luke, tell me what happened." I demanded again.
"tell me if you hate me."
"Luke." I paused, "I don't hate you, I'm just mad."
"okay." he put his head on my shoulder, "do you remember Andy? From school?"
"of course." I rolled my eyes, showing my disgust.
Andy was one of the populars. The leader of the snobs, as me and Luke use to call them.
"he beat me." Luke sighed, "I guess he decided he didn't like the fact that I tried to get out of selling him drugs."
"Luke!" I yelled, sitting up straight, pushing his head off my shoulder, "you promised me! You promised!"
"fuck, Kae." Luke pulled me back, "at least help me get cleaned up, then you can never talk to me again, if that's what you want."
"that's not what I want," I sighed, "I want you, Luke. I want my best friend back."
"I know, I want you too. Not in the same exact way you want me, but- I'm sorry. I really am. None of this was to hurt you. I guess I just wasn't thinking." Luke stuttered.
"What do you mean?"
he smirked slightly, sitting up and turning to face me.
he gently grabbed my chin and presses his soft lips to mine, his cold lip ring sliding across my bottom lip. He quietly moaned as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I gripped his hair and carefully climbed onto his lap.
he pulled away, "if this is uncomfortable we can go to my apartment."
"okay." I quickly pecked his lips once more and got up, "but we have to clean you up before anything."
he smirked, "of course, same goes for you."
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probably some pretty shitty smut coming up...I'm so sorry... but
HAHAH I JUST WATCHED THAT VISA COMMERCIAL WHERE THE MOMS NAKED AND THE DADS PAINTING HER AND THE KID WALKS IN.
"HEY DAD- MOMS NAKED."
HOLY SHITT OMFG I LAUGHED REALLY HARD.
ok bye
-kalllllls
