Talking to the stars (5sos Fanfic)

Chapter 21

Victoria's POV

I sat on my bed looking at Luke who was moving back and forth making my eyes hurt. " Will you stop moving and tell me what is wrong ? " I half yelled half spoke.
" ummm... I don't know what to tell you .... I-I umm.. This is hard. " Luke stuttered. " Just say it already " I yelled.
" Brookeiscominghereandshewillstayforacoupleofdays " Luke spoke quickly and I didn't understand a word. " wtf? Say it again, but slowly. "

" Brooke...... Is.....coming......here......and.....she....will....stay....a....couple.....of....days." He says and then buries his head in his hands. Wtf? What did he just say ? Brooke? Coming? Here? Shit.....
" why? Asshole tell me why? How can you? I hate her Luke. I am your sister why don't you care? At least act as if you do. She hates me. She fucking does. You don't understand she acts like she is an angel and you believe her because you are a devil just like her and- " I was yelling until Luke cut off my yelling by yelling too.

" Well yes I am your brother, so respect a little bit and shut up. She will come . Like it or not I don't care. Go fuck yourself Victoria as if you listened when we told you about James, and you come now and shout about my innocent girlfriend!? Shut up! " Luke yelled. Ouch. His words stabbed me with a knife in my back so hard.
" fuck you " I yelled and ran downstairs. I already felt the tears on my cheeks as I run out the front door.
I walk,walk, walk and walk till I find my self sitting on a swing in a little park. I don't care if it is midnight or whatever, but I needed to calm down. I swayed back and forth crying the tears I didn't cry for weeks and months. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head quickly to see who it is . Michael.

" u ok ? " He whispered looking inside my eyes. All I was capable of doing was standing up and hugging him real tight. I cried in his neck like crazy. " shh... It's okay everything is going to be okay. " he whispered in my ear.
~ Half an hour later ~
We were both sitting on swings swaying back and forth in silence. We didn't talk a single word, till I decided to talk.
" You know? It's hard to live a life you didn't know you would ever live. I feel like a fake doll. A barbie to be exact, because I am the god damn sister of the god damn legend Luke Hemmings. This all doesn't make any damn sense for me. I'm confused , okay? I don't understand anything. This is too much for me. I am not used to this! I was the girl who sat in her room all day long reading books, wearing comfy clothes and drinking hot chocolate. This is different, and I am not used to this at all. This is not me. I don't want this, but I feel like I am forced to act and feel like this. I feel like my mind doesn't work the way I want it to. I am under control and I am not thinking straight. A lot happened, a lot changed and a lot WILL change. Some times I just sit by my window and regret talking, I regret trusting and I regret living. I hate this. I am slowly dying Michael. " I said crying harder after every sentence.

Michael hugged me tight and I cried harder in his arms. He then started talking slowly. " First of all your not fake and that's one of the things I like about you. Everyone has a bad time in his life. Maybe that's yours. Or let's say that your brain was in a comma, and now you woke up. Now that you've woken up. You've gotta think better and you're gonna live a life that you will love and feel secure with. Just act normal, because your amazing in your own self. " he said. I smiled and hugged him tight. " Michael... Thank you. " he carried me bridal style and took me home.