Blue is the warmest color

Chapter Twenty-two

Helena's POV 

"Luke, wake up, it's morning" I announced, opening the curtains so his face would also see some sunshine. 

Lucius opens his eyes and stares at the window. I wonder what he's thinking. He must think about how beautiful the morning sun is. "Can you close it?" he asked coldly. 

I swallowed as I suddenly felt the tension. I did as he says and closes the curtains, why is he so grumpy today. 

"So... what do you want to eat for breakfast?" I asked lively, trying to put off the negative energy that flew across the room earlier. I don't know if he has issues with the sun but it's clearly beautiful and isn't something to be mad about but I guess he just thinks it was too bright. I mean, I would hate it, probably. Why am I overthinking?

"I want to make my own breakfast today" I said, "You can do your thing" he added, sounding like he was trying to shoo me away. 

"O-okay" I agreed, feeling a bit rejected. 

I went out of his room feeling uneasy. I wonder what I did so wrong for that attitude. He even rejected a breakfast from me when it's usually his favorite part of the day. 

It was breakfast time and I could still feel Luke was being negative towards me. He refuse to even to look me and just read his book casually, ignoring my existence. 

It was hurting me but I decided to let it go thinking he'd talk after being grumpy and explain to me why he's acting that way but the day ended and I went home after school, he never spoke to me. Not even just a hi. 

"Can you tell me what's wrong?" I asked, finally having the courage to do so. 

Luke drops his pen and closes his notebook. I didn't see what he was drawing but it was definitely a person. "You... didn't speak to me all day" I added. 

"So?" he said, looking at me. "I can talk to you when I want to" 

I suddenly felt a stab on my chest. It was never as painful as this one. "I... how can you say that" I stuttered, my lips shaking. 

"I hate you being clingy" he said, "Stop" 

Suddenly, as hard as I fought to push back the tears, they suddenly fell. "Why? I thought we were dating" I whimpered and Luke just rolled his eyes on me like he was annoyed. 

"Maybe I just realized it wasn't really what I wanted" he said, 

"What?" I uttered, feeling the world cave in. 

I didn't have anything to say but to walk out of the door. I ran to my room with my heart getting ripped out of my chest and today marks the first time I have ever cried this hard over a boy. Over someone I'm helplessly in love with. 

Someone I'd beg to be with. 

I pulled myself together as I gathered the strength to go back to his once again but he was already asleep when I came. How can he sleep knowing he hurt me? How can he sleep so soundly while I'm crying? 

I whimpered as I held the knob. Gently closing the door, trying not to make any sound. Did he wake up from something? Like realizing I'm only Helena... not Anastasia. 

I slowly went down the stairs weak on my knees and crying. It's like I'm watching my life fall apart in every step and maybe that's because I fell harder than I thought and that's why it hurts the most. 

- Fin