The next week arrives and it's now early to mid December. I didn't hang out with the group in Friday, as I explained that my family wanted to reconnect with me. It couldn't be further from the truth. I just feel so lost without Luke. It feels as if he's in a way died.
At school, I go directly to class. I don't even bother going to the group anymore. I like them but it just hurts to see it all dissolving.
With my brother back, Chris doesn't acknowledge me. Everyday since the letter I read, I can't help but to think Luke wants...or wanted him dead.
Second hour biology just makes me even more depressed. I hate biology. I hate science. I hate that it's just memorizing stuff and accepting it because "that's just the way it is". Calc has a similar vibe to it. Every so often i glance at Ethan's empty chair.
Fourth hour comes and I dread bringing myself to class. I drag my feet as I walk in. I sit down in my spot and I immediately open my book. It isn't long until the warning bell rings and then the final bell. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the empty seat. This is my daily routine. Today, my teacher puts on another movie. This time it's The Notebook. We're "learning about genres". Except, we're editing out the in appropriate parts.
I think about how I can't handle a romance movie. Not right now. I've never seen it, but I know it's romance.
The door behind me opens causing light to filter into the classroom. Everyone looks for a second before watching the movie again. The door shuts. I roll my eyes and I take out my book once again.
"This isn't the time for reading." I hear a voice whisper in my right ear.
I flinch and I close my book right away. I look to my right and I'm shocked to see the seat next to me taken. Sitting there is a tall guy wearing all black and combat boots. My eyes trail up to his blue eyes and I immediately freeze. A giant grin grows on my face. I want to hug him but I figure that would be inappropriate.
"You're back." I whisper back.
There's not much more we can say to each other without interrupting the movie. We just sit perfectly content next to each other. I can finally focus and feel at ease.
After the bell rings, I decide to speed walk next to Luke. My short legs have a hard time keeping up with his stride. I decide not to say much because I realized it might overwhelm him.
We head into the cafeteria, both with giant smiles. As we approach the table, their heads poke up with excitement. This time Luke sits next to me. He folds his hands. To my surprise, Mia sits with us once again but she doesn't look the happiest.
"Oh my, are you okay?!" Raven laughs in disbelief. "Luke, what happened?"
I look over at Luke and I see him bite his lip. My eyes briefly scan his hands and that's when I notice his bracelet still on. He thinks for a second before changing the subject.
"What are people saying about me?" He smirks.
I lean over. "Ethan went out in cuffs Friday. A lot of people believe it was a drug bust."
That earns a chuckle from him.
Over Nate's shoulder, Chris walks up. He walks around the table and next to Luke.
"Where have you been?" Chris asks while shaking Luke's shoulder.
Raven glares at her brother. "Chris..."
"Look at his bracelet. Did you try to kill yourself or something? How do you fail at that?"
Luke clenches his fist. Immediately my hand reaches for his forearm to keep it down but to also let him know that I'm here. Luke doesn't say anything nor does he even look at Chris. He just keeps his eyes everywhere except Chris. He pretends he's not even there.
I turn to Chris. "You know what? Fuck you."
Chris pats me on the back and leans down between Luke and I. "Oh you probably would."
Then he walks away. Luke let's go of his tensing and I take my hand off. That's when I realize the rest of the table was seeing the body language. When I take my hand off, Raven and Nate shift uncomfortably.
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Psycho | Beatrice
Fanfiction"Luke," I cry. He interrupts me. "I need you to trust me. Please. I love you and I would never hurt you. We're going to get out of here."
