The Alive Sister//JATP Luke(Discontinued)

Chapter 3: The clean up

Anything in italics is a flashback.

Y/n POV:

It's been hard since Luke died, Mum's quieter now, and dad spends a lot more time at work and I still spend a lot of time with Peter. Even after all I've gone through, all the crying and complaining, Peter is still by my side. 

Schools become harder and the bullying has become worse.  I've started learning to fight back now which is good. 

Ever since Luke died it's like all the happiness in my life was sucked out. I stopped playing music, stopped singing, I even stopped writing. It brought back too many memorise. After learning about the death of Luke I also learned that two of his band mates, and my honorary brothers had died as well. Alex and Reggie. I was really close to them. Alex and I talking about boys and doing make overs ever since he came out as gay and Reggie and I doing gam sessions and writing country music. Peter occasionally joining. He was also close to them, all of us were. Me, Alex, Reggie, Luke and Peter. We often hung out and played music, but when Luke ran away, we didn't do that anymore.

Two more months had passed and it was nearly Christmas. School was out, thank god, and Peter and I have been hanging out. Recently when I've gone to hug him or hold his hand, he's always blushing, could he maybe like me back?

I've also been seeing a therapist since Luke died to help we with the stress and anxiety, she's helped me so much and I'm really grateful. No ones been in Luke's room since he died, we haven't had the courage. Mum's asked if I'll go in and clean it, and I said yes, My therapist said it'll be good for me. 

I barely get sleep nowadays, unless I'm with Peter and It's not a good thing. There are often visible bags under my eyes and I'm always tired and moody. My therapist suggested that a way to help with my sleep is by getting something familiar of Luke's, like a jacket or hoodie, and wearing it to make me feel safe, but in all honesty, I'm too scared to go into his room to look for something. 

I've told Peter about this obviously and he said he'll help me if I wanted it. He said he'll also help me clean. I've taken him up on that offer and we now found ourselves hand in hand in front if Luke's door, both of us with a slight blush at the contact of our hands.

"Ready?" Peter asked me.

"As I'll ever be." I replied, opening the door. As we stepped inside I looked around. The draws with his cloths in were open and his bed was unmade. A lot of the stuff on his shelves had been taken off, he probably took them with him when he ran away. I let go of Peters hand as he went and sat down on Luke's bed as I walked around Luke's room slowly. Tears starting to brim in my eyes. I walked into his closet where he kept his hoodies, jackets and smart attire and tried to look for something that reminded me of him. Then I saw it, and I broke down.

In front of me was a light pink hoodie that I had given Luke on his sixteenth birthday. The same hoodie that brought back so many memories. I took the hoodie in my hand and smelled it. (I know it seems weird but just go with it) It still smelled like him. I put it on and looked in the mirror, It was way too big for me but I smiled anyway. I looked over at Peter to see he was smiling too, with tears in his eyes.

"Remember when we first saw that?" he asked.

"We were eleven and we went to that market."  I said smiling.

Luke took me and Peter to a market one day. We had been wanting to go for a while and I begged my parents to let me go, but they were always working, they told me I could only go if I went with Luke. When I asked him me immediately said he'd take me and asked if I wanted to invite Peter, as we were best friends, he didn't know I liked him yet. We arrived and we started looking around, looking at all the stalls. Luke bought us some ice cream with the money mum gave us and we carried on walking around.

Eventually we got to a stall that sold hoodies. I heard Luke ask the man how much one of them was and I heard him say that it was pretty expensive. Luke put it back and we carried on walking around.

Luke's birthday was a few days later and when mum asked me what I want to get him I knew the perfect gift. "The hoodie we saw at the market." I said. Luke told mum about the hoodie and how he wished he could of got it but that it was too expensive for him and how he wanted to save up for something else.

Mum ended up taking me back to the market so I could get it for him.

When his birthday rolled around he had opened all his gifts but waited to open mine last. When he opened it and saw the hoodie, his smile widened and he hugged me, so hard. He immediately put the hoodie on and for a while he never took it off, it had become his favourite hoodie. We had so many memorise while Luke wore that hoodie, one of the times being when I told him I liked Peter, he was wearing his hoodie. He was soo happy and told me that we would make the perfect couple.

I smiled as I remember the day he got it but started tearing up again. "I guess it's time to start cleaning." I said.

"Guess so." Peter replied.

We started by putting all his cloths away and then made his bed and put everything that had fallen off his shelves back on. I was folding some of the cloths in his bottom draw when I noticed a box. I pulled it out and went to sit on Luke's bed with it. Peter saw it and came and joined me.

"What's in the box." He asked.

"I don't know." I replied. I took the lid off and inside I saw a whole lot of pictures, each one a memory. I started going through them and teared up. Peter going through them with me. We laughed at some of the memories and cried at others.

" Remember this  one." I asked as I showed him one of them. 

"Halloween, 1989, when we were seven." He replied, smiling.

"Yeah, one of the best Halloweens we had." I said.

I sat on my bed waiting for  Luke to get changed. Tonight was Halloween. Every year Luke would be out with his friends and Peter and I would go trick or treating with either of our parents, we never really got a lot of sweets, but not this year. This year, Luke was going to come with us, as was Alex and Reggie. They were dressing up as three nights while Peter and I dressed as a prince and princess.

"Luke come on!" I shouted. 

"Coming!" He screamed back. He walked out of the bathroom and into his room where I was waiting. "Why don't don't you look stunning." He said, putting on a posh accent. "Why thank you." I replied . 

"Come on, we've got to go meet  Peter, Alex and Reggie, they'll be here soon" He said as he walked downstairs. Alex and Reggie had been friends with Luke for about a year now and they had become like my brothers.

When we got to the bottom of the stairs the bell rang and Luke went to open it. Outside the front door was Alex, Reggie and Peter. We all often hung out and today was one of those days.

"I want a picture," Mum said before we all left. We posed outside the house and mum took some pictures before she finally let us leave. We had soooo much fun that day and lets just say, we had a LOT of sweets...

I Smiled at the memory before putting the photo back in the box and closing the lid. I took Peters hand and led him out of Luke's room and into mine, where we looked at more pictures and talked. 

When it was eventually time for him to go home, he said goodnight and hugged me. I went up to my room, preparing my self to stay up again, and not be able to sleep like usual. But surprisingly, I dosed off to sleep that night, with Luke's Jacket on. I guess it really did help... 

Sorry my chapters aren't that good, I'm not the best writer but I'm trying. Hope you enjoyed this Chapter.