Psycho | Beatrice

31 | i love you

26 days til graduation

Raven was right.  They laughed about it the next morning.  She scolded them and yelled at them as a mother would do, but they just made fun of her. 

I found out that Ethan got expelled from our school, and that's why we haven't seen him since.  He now goes to school with Camden, Mike, Jillian, and Suzanne. From my understanding, he had a longer inpatient than Luke did.  He said law enforcement gave him the option between the mental hospital or jail, so he chose the mental hospital.  They find that funny too. 

January flies by and so does February and March.  In the middle of April, the count down for graduation begins (oh and so does prom).  Prom is one week before graduation, and I dare say that I already have my dress picked out.  Luke hasn't asked me yet, but I've been anticipating him to.  A lot of the people in our group expressed their lack of desire to go to prom.  The plan is for the couples to go, and then we meet up with the others afterward. 

The thing that is a bit more depressing, though, as that we don't have the same lunch anymore.  Luke and I share english first hour, but we don't have lunch.  Emma, Mia, Chris, and Devin also share our English, though none of them talk to us really.  Occasionally I'll talk with Mia and Emma. 

I've never been more lonesome at lunch time.  I decide to eat by myself at my locker.  I guess I shouldn't say eat, as I don't really eat lunch.  Sometimes Luke will skip his fourth hour to stand with me. 

I've also gotten used to Luke liking his control over me.  I've allowed it to happen.  Everything he knows that I hate, he does it: PDA, holding hands in the hallway, visible hickeys on my neck, ass grabbing, he even left a bruise on my neck from choking me.  He's started driving me to school as well.  Sometimes we're late to first hour together. 

Today after school, Luke told me he wanted to take me somewhere.   The problem is that it's raining.  His response: "I know".

We park the car in a parking lot around the lake.  He gets out of the car and opens my door.  His hair falls flat on his face. I can barely see his eyes. His clothes are already dripping.

"Do you trust me?"  He asks holding out his hand.

I roll my eyes and I grab his hand.  The rain pours heavily on us.  My shoes get all squishy.   We begin to walk around the lake until we reach a bench.  He sits down.

"Luke," I say.  "It's raining.  We're going to get sick."

He sighs looking the other way.  "Okay so I guess we're not going to prom then."

I immediately sit down.  He takes off his sweatshirt and puts it on me.  Frankly, it doesn't do much. I lay down with my head on his lap, my legs extended on the bench.

"Great.  More wet clothes."  I mumble.  "Besides, you can't threaten me with prom because you haven't asked me."

Luke huffs.  "What if I want to be asked to prom?  Then what?"

I look up at him with a smile.  "Will you go to prom with me?  Please...?!"

He laughs to himself and looks down at me.  "I don't know.  I'll get back to you on that."

I frown.  "So I'm sitting in the cold rain for what then?  I'm cold, Luke."

"I'm making new memories here." Luke smiles. 

"In the rain..."

"Yep."

I roll my eyes once again and I stare out into the lake which can hardly be seen by the amount of rain.  I hear some sniffling, and I start to sniffle to because of the cold.   Luke's hand finds my cheek and gently brushes it.  I glance up at him once again and i see him still staring down at me.  He knows I hate it when he does this. 

I sigh.  "Luke..."

"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."  He whispers. 

My heart melts and emotions run throughout my body.  My eyes fill with tears.  I sit up and i move back into his lap.  I grab his chin and connect our lips.  He barely kisses back.  Instead, he rests his forehead against mine.   That's when I realize his eyes are red and he's also crying. 

"I love you." 

I immediately start bawling.  That's the first time I've ever heard those words.  Ever.  I've dreamt of it ever since I was a little girl.   Through the screaming in my house to the loneliness I was left with.  I've waited so long. 

"I love you too."  I respond.  "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

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In Spainnnn