Young Blood || Cimorelli

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''I've missed you so much you have no idea'' Lisa said. She took a few steps back and looked at me. ''Wow, you're so much taller than me now and you look much grown up.'' She commented, smiling. I giggled.

''So what did mom and dad said? Are they mad?'' I suddenly asked.

''I haven't told them yet. I wanted to see you before, I wanted to make sure you were truly alive.'' She excused herself and I nodded. So they didn't know that I was alive... that's probably better. She held my hand strongly and we walked out to the car. A few drops of rain started to fall but we managed to get inside the car before it started to pour.

''Are you allowed to drive? I thought the limit age was 18 here'' Lisa casually said and I laughed.

''Well, let's hope no one finds out I'm actually 17''

As soon as we entered the apartment, she jumped to the couch. ''Your room is down the hall, last door to the right. I'll make something to eat while you set yourself comfortable'' I told her and she nodded, dragging her bag and luggage to the room. I rolled my eyes at how lazy she was. She hadn't changed a bit. 

As I placed the last fork on the table, I noticed how quiet it was. The house seemed so empty. I turned around, turning off the flame from the stove. I entered Lisa's temporary room and I found her asleep. Soft snores were filling the room and I smiled. She must've been so tired from the long flight that she just fell asleep on top of the covers. I covered her with a blanket and carefully stepped outside. I grabbed an apple and walked to the window. It's was surreal to think that she was here after all I did to her in the past.

The rain had stopped and the streets looked crowded again. I sighed, throwing the core of my apple to the trash and writing down on a paper. '' Hey sleepy head, I went out for a bit but I'll be right back at 7. Don't freak out. There's pasta in the oven, feel free to eat whatever you want xx''. I put the piece of paper on top of the table and walked out the door, grabbing my jacket in the process.

I haven't heard of Dante in the past days, after his confession. I really wanted to see him and thank him for all he did to me. But he wasn't picking up his phone and that was driving me crazy. The cold wind hit me hard as I stepped outside the lobby but it was nice. I walked a few blocks, until a huge mob stopped me. Tons of girls were yelling at a store and me, being the curious little butterfly, walked closer and closer, until I bumped into someone. 

''Shit, I'm sorry'' I apologized as fast as I could, but I ran out of words once I met those dark blue eyes. A serious yet confused expression was plastered on his face, followed by some screaming fans. I sneaked out of there, reaching for air and peace. I didn't ran away, not as I wish I had done. I moved a little bit aside of the giant mob and started to walk back to the hotel. Until a car parked next to me and someone pulled me inside. So many flashback crossed my mind, so many fears travelled through my body. But I wasn't being kidnapped. Luke was sitting in the van in front of me, looking deeply at my face. He even frowned, probably confused about my existence. The car pulled over a few blocks away and I jumped off, wanting to get home as fast as I could but an arm stopped me.

I turned around. ''Don't you think you owe me an explanation at least?'' His voice filled the quiet atmosphere. I sighed, looking at him. His arms were crossed on his chest and there was no longer confusion written all over his face but anger mixed up with something else. I sighed.

''What do you want me to explain to you?'' I quietly asked and he rolled his eyes. The luke I used to know, wasn't the one standing in front of me. He had changed, even the colour of his eyes had changed from deep blue to dark grey.

He bit his lip as a frown was forming on his face. ''You died, you were dead and now you're not. How the hell is that possible?! Why the hell did you lied to me and made me go through that hell?!'' He snapped at me and I felt the back of my eyes burning. I was mad, I was dissapointed and I was angry at him for being such a jackass and at myself for thinking that he could understand what happened. 

''You're an asshole'' I replied, turning around and walking back home.

''I'm the asshole?! What about your family Spencer, how could you pretend to be dead?! GOD DAMMIT SPENCER'' He yelled at me and I stopped. A tear fell down my cheek but I wiped it away as fast as I could. ''I don't think I can forgive you for this, I just-''

''Did I asked for your forgiveness?! No, I didn't. You don't know shit about what happened, yet you're here saying things that you have no idea about. I don't even know you anymore.'' I whispered the last sentence as tears fell down my eyes.

He sighed loudly. ''It's been months Spencer, months of blaming myself for your death. You're the one who don't know shit about my own torture, about my own suffering. Funny thing, I tried to fix you but I never realized I was breaking myself'' He added and I felt my entire body numb. I closed my eyes, trying to absorb all the words he had said. A car pulled over next to us and I saw Peter walking out and slowly making his way to where we were.

''You moved on with your life, now please stay there as far away as possible. Let's just forget that I'm alive and that you turned into an asshole. Let's pretend that I'm dead in someone's basement, in an empty and dark alley. Let's just pretend that there was never an us.'' I snapped at him. Peter stood there, looking at me worried. I tried to clean the tears away from my face but they kept on falling.

''What's going on here?'' He asked confused. 

''Are you done with your show? Gosh, you're so damn insane and broken. Get some help!'' He yelled at me but Peter quickly turned around.

''YOU FUCKING ASSHO-'' I tried to hit him but Peter stopped me.

''Spencer, calm down'' Peter said, holding my arm but I let go and turned around, walking back to the hotel. It was already past 7pm and the streets were almost empty. My head was killing me and I was still crying. My heart was pounding and my entire body was numb. I had trusted him with my own life, I had fallen in love with a caring boy. But he was gone, the Luke I knew was gone and was now replaced by this new and awful version of him. I couldn't stop thinking if it was truly my fault, if I had just broke him and made him go all dark and twisty. Maybe I had, maybe it was all my fault. Maybe I was the same girl I used to be. What a bad mistake was to think that I had left behind my old mistakes and the old me.

I slowly opened the door and closed it behind. Lisa was sitting in the table, eating something and reading. She looked up from her phone and got up fast.

''What happened?!'' She asked fast, approaching to me. I let myself fall apart in her arms as before. We sat on the floor while she was hugging me.

''It hurts...it hurts so much'' I tried to explain between sobs. She hugged me tighter until my crying wasn't more than a sob. I closed my eyes as exhaustion was overcoming me. She stroked my hair and I fell asleep on her arms, just like before... just like always.

** I apologize for Luke's behavior, I will mend it haha

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