AFFLICTION- LRH

You're Worse Than Nicotine.

Luke's POV:

"We need to talk."

The words came tumbling out of my mouth quicker than I had realized, and I wished I didn't say them at all.

I couldn't even pin point how I was feeling in this moment right now. Because I have yet to ever feel something like this before. It could be everything that Ashton had said, falling and possibly loving the girl, but what I know for sure is,

I wanted to be honest with her. It was something she deserved.

Even if that meant I had to lose her forever.

I just needed to keep reminding myself that this was the right thing to do, and maybe one day I'll believe it.

I glance my eyes up to her, watching the confusion riddle her face. Her lips purse a moment, before nodding slowly, "okay," she says, her eyes meeting my own, "what is it?"

I drop my eyes to the floor, my hands flying to my head as I shake it uncontrollably.

God, how the fuck was I supposed to tell her?

She looked so concerned...so caring.

"Luke," she scoots toward me, her arms wrapping around my shoulders and neck as she softly whispers, "what's wrong?"

And I was about to break her heart.

"It's," I say, taking in a deep breath, "it's about your brother-"

"Oh my god, was it the picture?" She hugs me tighter, "I'm so sorry, if I had known it would've brought up feelings about your sister I-"

"No," I say, "no that's not it."

She then sits back, her face scrunched as she watches me intently, "okay..then what is-"

"I killed him, Maeve."

The second I heard the words spill past my lips, I regretted it immediately. I watch within a second the realization hitting Maeve's eyes.

"You, you did what?" She stutters, standing up from the bed and backing away, "Luke?"

"I'm so sorry, Maeve." I stand, beginning to walk her way, "please let me explain-"

"No!" She shouts, her feet stumbling backwards as she tries to run away from me, "you, you killed my brother?"

The tears were quick to run down her face, and I could feel my heart breaking with each stream passing her cheeks. Her breathing paced, while her legs moved every way but towards me.

"Maeve, please god, let me explain-"

"Don't fucking get any closer!" Maeve screams, "I swear to god I will break your god damn legs. Stay the fuck away from me!"

"Okay...okay." My hands raise in surrender, my legs dropping down to my knees in defeat, "please, can I just explain?"

Her eyes don't leave my movements once, her face withered in betrayal as she watches me, "you were the guy..." she exhales, "I never got to see your face...but those eyes. God your fucking eyes. They haunt me every night."

I stay silent, there was nothing I could even say.

"You killed him right in front of me, Luke." Maeve whimpers, her bottom lip trembling.

"Maeve just-"

"Stop talking!" She growls, "god, you're a fucking monster. You hurt everyone who comes in contact with you."

"That's..that's not true." I deny.

"If you so much as talk again, I'm killing you myself." She threatens, her tone anything but joking, "Luke, you killed my brother. You take me from my home, you treated me like fucking trash for over two months, then you decide to sleep with me, but then not even ten hours later you kick me to the fucking curb!"