my baby - luke hemmings

Chapter 8 - Nightmares

Nightmares

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Lukes Pov

She's asleep with her head in my lap. After last night, finding out about her parents, i felt so terrible. When i saw her crying at the park i knew she was crying about her parents. I don't think she remembers telling me about them, so i don't bring it up.

I feel like the biggest asshole in the world for acting like my life is over because my marriage fell apart. This girls parents died. She's only 20 and both of her parents are gone. I have this overwhelming urge to look after her, knowing that no one else does.

She's snoring lightly and i need to get up and pee. I leave her there to sleep for a little longer because i don't want to risk waking her. After about 10 minutes she starts stirring in her sleep, and her breathing becomes frantic. I think nothing of it until she starts yelling in her sleep.
"No, no, please no" she starts flinching
"STOP PLEASE STOP" she starts screaming

I shake her roughly trying to wake her up.
"Paige! Wake up. Cmon wake up it's okay" I yell
She gasps and sits up. She's panting and looking around, as if she's
not sure what's real or what's fake.

It's silent for a second as she regains consciousness. she turns around and only just remembers she was asleep on me. Her face drops as she realises what has happened.
"Oh my god" she says quietly. "I'm so sorry" she says as tears well up in her eyes. She gets up and runs up stairs to what i'm assuming is her room.

I contemplate following her up to her room but it's getting late and i feel terrible. I think she wants space anyway. I grab a pen and a sticky note off the kitchen bench and leave her a note.

0487365227
IF YOU NEED ME TEXT ME
-LUKE X

I leave the note on the bench and leave the green eyed girls house and walked over to my mine, opening the door and walking up the stairs. I can't stop thinking about her poem, about loneliness. I worry about her. I thought i was lonely but i don't think i know loneliness at all the way she does. Suddenly my problems don't seem so bad compared to what she's going through. I lay down on my bed and hope she texts me.

I wake up the next morning to three texts from an unknown number

unknown number: It's Paige

unknown number: I'm sorry i ran away i was just embarrassed

unknown number: can i come over and see you today?

I sigh and stare at the texts. I figure she's okay, so i don't have to worry, but right now i don't think i should reply. I don't want to get attached to this girl.

I go onto twitter to scroll aimlessly, the first thing i see when i open the app is
'Rockstars Ex Girlfriend Spotted Out: Sarahs New Man'
I click on the article to see photos of Sarah strolling through central park with the man she decided was better than me. Smiles plastered on both their faces while holding hands. It's enough to make me run to the bathroom and vomit.

I decide to put my phone down and spend the day in bed watching Breaking Bad. My life might be shit right now but at least i'm not wanted dead by a drug cartel. I need a distraction. Anything to get my mind off Sarah. So i let my eyes close and i drift off to sleep.

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Hope u guys liked this chapter
more tomorrow

ILY
- Cym xxx